TW: drug induced se/xual situations
Judas
When we reach the dance floor and we’re completely surrounded by bodies Alessia stops walking and lets go of my hand. I turn to her only to see her start to move against an unknown guy, right in my fücking face. I take another long, long breath and I remind myself that it's the fücking sëx drug in her body and not her.
I grab her arm and pull her tight.
"Judas, no!" she cries as I pull her away from the guy, all the way until we reach the exit, “I want this. Let's dance, yes? Please?"
"No," I refuse hard and don't hesitate to pull her tighter when she starts to put up a fight and whine, "Let’s go."
"We're going to be alone in your house?”she asks, very determined all of a sudden, sticking to my back and wobbling on her heels.
"Yes."
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