forbidden destiny

Strange New Friends

"well, I was thinking we could do strippers and d**k-shaped everything!"

       wait did I hear that correctly. no, that is so not happening. I mean that would be embarrassing. I sit there for a minute and think about it. As embarrassing as it would be, ill be drunk. So I just stay quiet, while Becky, Chelsee, and Kristen plan the party. Chelsee is Lenny's sister. she is surprising really sweet, but bubbly. She is the opposite of her brother, dark hair, brown eyes with a light-hearted personality. Kristen is a blonde-haired blue-eyed mother of three. I recently met her at a coffee shop while she and her husband Tyler were there with their kids. Her 6-year-old Raylin came up to me and just started talking. It was the cutest little thing, scared her parents though. 

    I've been zoned out for a while apparently because when I look at the clock it's 4 pm and we started planning at 2. Im surprised that no one pulled me back from my own world. Normally I can be zoned out for a minute before everyone is yelling my name. I look around and see no one. no wonder no one 'woke me up' they left me. I walk to the kitchen to grab a drink. on the door, I see a note that read " went to get supplies we decided it would be a surprise." works for me man. 

      I really don't care about any of it. My soon to be mother-in-law is planning the entire wedding. I have no clue what anything is going to be like, and I like it that way. Lenny is not special to me, so why would I want our wedding special. I mean I'm kind of excited about the bachelorette party though. I mean I get to get drunk with my kinda friends who are starting to warm up to me. Chelsee knows I hate her brother, she does too. I'm pretty sure the only people who don't are his mom, two guys, and the girls that wanna f**k. he is good looking, and the hate s*x is decent. No, you didn't misread that, we do have hate s*x quite a lot. with us being engaged we have to be around each other, and during s*x is the only time I can tolerate him. 

        It's getting late and I'm wide awake. Rarely happens, I normally like to be in bed by 10:00. Although tonight it's 11:30 and I decide to go to the bar, with one quick text to the girls in our group chat I walk out the front door to my moderate-sized house to start my walk to the bar. I know you are thinking " um b***h you're rich why don't you just drive?" well to answer your question it just feels like a good night for a long walk, and I plan on getting drunk.  It's about a 20-minute walk before I see this bar called 'The Meeting Place', if I'm being honest I don't think I've ever noticed it before. It looks like a mixture of a biker bar and a dive bar.  Tonight I feel a little mysterious so I'm going in.

     Walking in you get hit with this smell of wilderness and flowers. It's not what you would expect but it's comforting and strangely feels like home. Immediately I feel connected. Though everyone here would definitely have a different opinion. It's almost like I was a rich girl walking in a biker bar. Oh, wait I am. I walk up to the bar with a sigh, and as soon as I get there I'm greeted by the bartender. She was gorgeous. let me tell you if I swung that way, This chick and I would be going at it. 

     "whisky straight up" I state as I sit on the stool.

          "rough day?" damn even her voice is gorgeous. She pours my glass. 

  I down it and motion for more  "one, yes very much so. two, how is it possible to have a sexy voice?" I say looking her straight in the eye.  I know it seems weird that I said that but I'm weird and have no shame so don't judge me. 

       She laughs, " Comes with the territory. what clan are you?" 

  " What?" At first she looks quite confused that I didn't know what the hell a clan meant, but she very quickly covers it up with a smile " Don't worry about it I must have you confused. So want to talk about it." 

   Still confused and now a little suspicious I feel her in on my current situation. She listens with open ears we talk for about 2 hours. It feels like I can tell her things I've never told anyone in my life. At first, I thought it was just that fact that she was a bartender who listens and talks to people for a living but by the end of the night we had each other numbers and we had nicknames for each other. She called me Jo-Jo and since I found out her name was Rosalie. I started calling her Lee-Lee. I was hammered. I had long since stopped looking over my shoulder at all the on-lookers. I stopped questioning why everyone here looked like Greek gods. I had no cares in the world. I knew one thing for sure tho; this is where I want my bachelorette party to be. so I asked Lee-Lee and she said she would have to ask the owner but she was sure he would say yes. So she disappears and I send the text to Becky that I think said " Hey I don't care about anything else but I found the bar we are going to for the party." but like I said I've drunk off my ass so I probably sound nothing like that. I send her the address for her to either pull up or lookup.

    " Looking a little lost there honey." Some random deep voice says from behind me and before I turn around my drunk ass replies with " Looking a little desperate their honey" in a slurred sassy tone. The voice chuckles and sits next to me so I can get a good look at him. I see he has dark almost black hair with dyed pink tips with bright blue eyes with a chiseled face. This dude is straight wearing skinny jeans and the tightest shirt. Not to sound homophobic because I'm far from it but he is for sure gay.

  " Sorry, not my type but you are beautiful" I look down with an 'oh' face which only makes him laugh more "I overheard your talk, well I think the whole bar heard it, but wanted to tell you that if it was me I would call it off and wait for your mate to show up. Never know when he will walk around the corner"

  " My father would raise from the dead and brutally murder me. Plus even if I did believe in the whole mate thing I would defiantly not be one of the lucky ones that found one." There it is another confused look that is quickly covered. If I wasn't drunk I would be asking some questions but right now I don't care about s**t. 

  It's not long before Lee-Lee comes out " Amil leave the poor girl alone" oh that his name cool.

 "Yes, that's my name" I look up with a shy smile oh s**t I used my sound voice.

"Sounds voice?" Rosalie asked to which I said really loud might I add  "God f*****g s**t b***h! I did it again" 

Three voices started chuckling. " yeah laugh it up motherfuckers lets make fun of the rich drunk girl!" Once I compose my s**t I realize that three people laughed so I look in the direction of the third voice and " holy mother of s*x you are gorgeous." By now both Amil Rosalie, and even a few other bar occupants were basically rolling on the floor. 

  " Hello my name is Killian I'm the owner of the meeting place."  His voice is deep and sounds like he should be doing Eddie Vedder covers. He is tall with a body that screams ' I'll protect you' while not looking like he could pick up a car one-handed. he has long hair with beautiful brown eyes. 

  " Lee-Lee imma need another " she goes to get the bottle but a hand stops her  " she's had enough."

" and who the hell are you to decide" I could have bet I heard this mofo growl. but the question is why did it turn me on. and why did I hear Lee-Lee gasp while Amil giggle. "I am your m-.. the owner " 

" well, I'm not drunk enough so suck my pearly white c**k" I say with a slur making me fall on my ass, or at least I thought when I looked around I couldn't see Killian. So I look behind me only to become face to face with a muscly chest. "hello" The bar seems to be silent and the only thing I hear is a heartbeat. The heat from the chest and the heartbeat make me suddenly really sleepy and it's almost impossible for me to keep my eyes open. 

   "so what about this ' pearly white c**k'cause if it is real I wanna see"  Lee-Lee joked before saying "Killian you gonna let the poor girl go?"

   That is when I finally look up to my saver. My breathe is took from my lungs. His face is inches away from mine. His eyes this close up, They have an angelic bright gold ring right around his pupil, while the outside of his eye screams 'vexatious' with the dark brown almost black rim. The blend together right in the center. I find myself unable to look away they captivate me, like a prisoner in his cell. This is a prison I never want to leave. Our lips are even closer I can feel his breathe on lips. It makes me feel self conscious because if I can smell his he can smell mine and it is defiantly not smelling sexy right because of all the liquid curage. I was almost craving him, I can not explain It good enough. Its like something or some one is reaching out trying to take control. Screaming at me that they need him. Then again my breathe and the fact that I'm drunk as f**k, make me turn away. With his help, I get up and sit down on the stool. Before me i see a glass of water already in front of me Rosalie is giving me the ' get it' look while Amil is in shock. 

       I don't even look to killian, I'm so embassed. its terrifying; the feeling in my stomach, the sensation in my head telling me i crave him. I pick up the glass of water and chug it. Amil and killian left, they went into the back room. I glared at the back of his back. It was kinda sad he left, but I really needed a moment to think and talk to Rosalie about what just happened.

     " damn i really got drunk."  I throw my head in my hands. I really need to pace myself it. I'm getting married next week, and here I am crushing on the owner of my new favorite bar. Even if it is just business I don't want to seem like w***e if I call the wedding off for another man or let a guy just seem like chop liver because I would rather be in a dreadful marriage then be with him. He probably doesn't even like me like that, definitely after seeing me that drunk. 

     " Girl calm down right this second."  She says with a stern voice and moves my hands.  " Its OK you got drunk you deserved it. your life kinda sucks right now." 

     " yes I know that but I have this feeling like I've known him forever, and I need him for the rest. What I felt when his arms were around me, the feeling i felt the pull.What is that, I've never felt anything like it."

     " I dont know I've had that feeling either" I could here the slight tremble in her voice. her eyes were sad. I wanted to ask but I got the feeling she wouldn't tell me either way. "How about i get you home? The bar has been empty for a good minute seems like the perfect time to close up"

   She writes a note to Killian and Amil before head out the door. I was almost sober enough to walk by myself, was rosalie still wanted to go with me so we walked. It felt like it took long to get home then to get to the bar. I started to miss him. Feeling like this freaked me out. I could feel rosalie's side glances every few minutes almost silently asking is I was ok. I couldn't fine an answer so I didn't say a word until it was time to go goodnight and go to bed.