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CHAPTER THREE

RUSH

No one can stop her now. She knew that she was acting out on impulse but that was how she lives. Regrets are for later and once they dawn in, all she had to do was get over them. That's how it was, how it will always be. Her emotions, to say the least, are like wild horses now and she can't take over the reign. There was nothing left to do but submit and not let her brain do the thinking. She had nothing to lose. Not anymore.

The party was in full swing when she arrived at tattoo shop owned by Bacchus. He was her dealer and the guy proved to be safe with his business. He was a good tattoo artist and owns a big shop somewhere in the city. How she happen to come across him was merely a chance encounter. The guy could be a total jerk if he wanted to but not around Lucy. When she was new in Magnolia he let her help around his shop in exchange for a few hits. He knew that she had the money but he warmed up to her pretty easily knowing that the girl needed a friend who can help her get by around town.

As much as she wanted to stay and have a few drinks, Lucy needed to be alone and Bacchus respected that. He let her in inside his private office, alone, and Lucy did what she had to do. She was still shaking from the anger, from the confusing mix of unwanted emotions that made their way inside her but she hit the ice and had a follow up thrice before locking his office and handing back the key to Bacchus who was in the sitting room of his shop, drinking with his friends.

"You okay there, kid? Looks like you need a drink." He offered her a beer but she politely declined. Lucy knew that the guys around were eyeing her but she paid them no mind, confident that Bacchus will put them at bay.

"No, thanks. I have to go. My cousin's waiting for me. I'm going to live with her from now on." She smiled and he escorted her outside.

"I'm one text away, buddy. Make sure to take it easy. All right?"

Lucy nodded, waved at hand at him and left the area. Now she needed a drink but it won't even take an effect on her. She just wanted to feel the burn on her throat and the fire in her belly and there was one perfect place to go for her. Sure it was a Saturday night but she was used to the place and the bartender knows her. She hailed a cab on the main road and told the cab driver her destination.

"The Rooftop."

FLASHBACK

The days stretched on. Unanswered calls, unread messages, knocks in her door with threats of breaking it down. She paid them no mind. She didn't want to see anyone. She didn't want to talk to anyone, answer to anyone. She just wanted to disappear just like how he did. She had to give it to him, hands down, for just disappearing, never to come back again. She was his sun and now there's nothing but an empty sky doming her in.

He was already three feet under yet she still can't believe that he's gone even if she was the one who saw it all happen. She didn't tell anyone. She was too numb to process everything and the trauma was too much. Yes. That was it. Everything was too much for her to handle. She was brought up in a very protective environment. She had friends who loved her dearly and treated her like a princess but she didn't want that. It was as if she was trapped in a shell, with no doors, no windows. Soon, the comfort that she felt became a suffocating smoke and she wanted out. And he cracked the shell.

He made her see the real world, the dangers and the thrills of being alive. He made her feel what it was like to actually feel her blood course through her veins. He made her feel how a heart can pound just by a smile, a word or two, a kiss. He made her feel like she can do everything and made her feel like how it is to be actually strong and he made her happy and she liked spinning around his grin. During those days her memories of him were the little things that sustained her and kept her going but they eventually turned into nightmares that pushed her into the brink of madness.

She didn't want to remember anymore. She wanted to erase everything and forget even the fact that they were together. Without him she reverted back to her old weak self until she found an escape. It didn't matter to her if she was running away, if she was lying to herself. It didn't matter to her if she can no longer feel anything. Nothing is better. Pain is too much.

"Sapphire. Straight up. Keep it coming."

Bob wiggled his eyebrows at her but nodded and left to prepare her drinks. After a while he arrived with a small plate of roasted peanuts along with her drink.

"Where's the dark angel tonight, darling?" He meant Gray. The bartender asked as she took the shot glass and chugged it down before shrugging in reply. Bob instantly knew that she needed her space.

"Call me if you need anything, darling."

"Thanks, Bob."

The meth kicked in full swing and she felt like laughing. She turned on her seat and watched the people drinking around her. The bar was not fully packed and she knew that she made the right decision. Her jaw was starting to itch so she took a gum from her pocket and popped it in, savoring the minty flavor mixed with the salt from the crystals and the herbs from the gin. She drank two more shots and Bob refilled her shots again before leaving off to accommodate another customer. Then, her phone vibrated which made her jump on her seat.

Hey, Stranger.

Lucy rolled her eyes and her phone vibrated again.

Where you at?

It wasn't any of his business and she didn't want anything from him but at the back of her head she knew that she wanted to see him, she wanted to talk to him again but she knew better.

Don't bother me. Lucy replied and looked at the roasted peanuts in front of her. Just the sight and the thought of chewing it made her want to puke her guts out. With a grimace, she shoved away the small plate and toyed with the empty shot glass. Remembering that she bought a cigarette earlier, she took the packet out from her pocket and mentally cursed herself for forgetting to buy a lighter.

"Need a light there, honey?"

Great. A douchebag. But she needed a lighter and allowed him to light up her smoke. Checking him out, Lucy concluded that he wasn't half bad until he started pestering her.

"Look, if you want to fuck around go somewhere else. Thank you for the light. I can manage now."

"Chill. You looked like you were lonely so I figured you needed someone to talk to." He said and finally sat on the empty seat beside her.

"I don't really want to be rude right now but can you just leave me alone?" She said, a vein popping on her forehead.

"Come on. Loosen up, hun." He smirked and Lucy felt herself getting pissed.

"Are you deaf? I told you to get lost and leave me-"

"You heard the lady, dude." Another voice said. Lucy turned to see. The jerk beside him held his hands up in front of him and stood up to leave.

"Tch. Whatever."

Lucy rolled her eyes. Can't her night get any better? A jerk after another. Gray sat beside her and motioned the bartender for a beer who only gushed and giggled at Lucy who was by now scowling.

"What are you doing here, Gray? I told you not to bother me."

"Just as I thought you'd be here."

"What do you want? I'm really not in the mood to talk."

"All right. Then let's not talk. But you owe me from saving your ass from the dickhead."

"Like I needed any help. That was totally unwanted but whatever. Order what you want then shut up and be grateful."

He took a swig from his beer and snatched the cigarette on her mouth to light up his.

"I didn't say I wanted a drink from you." He smugly said, earning a pissed off stare from her.

Now she felt like leaving. At her state she didn't want to deal with anyone. Her body was getting crazy from the rush and she started fidgeting on her seat.

"All right. Come on. Let's fuck."

"Whoa. Whoa. Not tonight, Stranger. Or should I say Lucy? And what made you think I wanted that?"

"Then what the fuck do you want from me, asshole?" She said it a little bit too loud that people turned their heads to look.

"Hmm. Let's ditch this place. I wanna show you something." Before she can refuse, Gray paid their bill and dragged her downstairs.

The Rooftop was an extension of the first floor but the scene below was different. Sometimes the floor was open for indie bands catering to different genres but tonight a hardcore band was playing and the place was a total moshpit. People were jumping up and down, punching here and there and they were getting crazy. Lucy felt her body tingle at the sight but it was not her kind of danger.

"You're kidding me, right?" She shouted at him. He pushed her on the safe side and went behind her. She can feel his chest on her back with his hand on her shoulders. He pulled her closer to keep her safe.

"Just jump. Whatever. Don't worry. I got you." She shivered when she felt his hot breath on her ears and neck. Suddenly feeling giddy, they both blended in the crowd but didn't join the main thing. He did keep her safe and pushed the people who got too close to them or when a hand or two was about to hit them. Lucy and Gray moved together with the crowd and the beat of the drums and she felt herself laughing along with him until he eventually got tired and pulled her out of the bar.

"That was great." He panted, wiping the sweat of his forehead.

"Not bad." She giggled, breathless from the rush and all.

"All right. Come on, I'll take you home."

Lucy froze when he took her hand as if it was a natural thing. How long has it been since the last time someone held her hand? She wanted to break it off but she liked how it felt. Ignoring the protests inside her head, she followed along and let him hold her hand but her thoughts got ahead. He turned to her when she stopped walking.

"I don't want to go home. Just take me somewhere. Anywhere."

He chuckled at the look on her face. Red tinged her cheeks and she seemed almost shy. Gray bit his inner cheek, smiled and nodded.

"Where are you taking me?" Gray heard her ask beside him. They had been walking uphill for a good while now without talking.

"We're almost there." He said curtly and pulled her close. They walked some more until they reached a small park with a few benches and a curved rail that showed the whole city. The view was breathtaking. She ran towards the rail and looked at the city lights down below that glimmered like dark colored gems. A rush of cold air blew through them as she inhaled the cold breeze.

"It's so beautiful." She said like a little girl who discovered a chest full of dolls and dresses. Gray laughed lightly and leaned his back on the rail. He looked at her and for once he saw that her eyes were shining brightly. So she can look cute when she wanted to, he thought and chuckled. Lucy turned her head and blushed.

"What? Stop staring at me."

Gray shook his head and turned on his back to look at the view. "I found this place by pure chance. I was looking for a good place to skate down hill and found this park. So I used to come here and rest after I skate."

"Well, whatever. But thanks for bringing me here."

Looking at her again, he wanted nothing more than just to brush her cheek with the back if his hand and pull her to a kiss but he knew that would be a wrong move. Not now. Not yet.

TBC

Here's another update. Please do read and review. What do you guys think? Should I continue this? Well, I want to but if it's bad or something... Oh well. HAHA. Anyways, any requests? See you guys on the next chap! Cheers!