Music filled the air; alcohol replacing the oxygen in the room.
Everyone was shit faced, including me.
The house was filled with strangers. People CC invited brought their friends, who brought their friends. But no one seemed to care.
I had been dancing for what seemed like hours.
I pushed through the heavy crowd and made my way to the kitchen.
"Raaachel," a very drunk Jinxx called. "Where's Sammi? I'm horny…"
I just stared at him.
"Well?"
I blinked. "Uh…" I busted into laughter. I leaned over the counter now laughing hysterically.
"Oh there she is. Thanks for the help." He said patting me on the back then walked off.
I had calmed down and got me a whole bottle of whiskey. Shit I didn't care.
"Rachel! RACHEL!" I heard a high pitched voice yelled. I looked up to see Zablin waving franticly at me.
"Zabllinnn." I said stumbling towards him.
"Oh my god! Ricky Olson is here!" he squealed.
"Are you high?" I asked, slurring my words.
He laughed. "Yes…" he said simply. "Introduce me." He demanded nodding.
"What? I don't even know him!" I yelled.
He stuck out his lower lip, pouting.
"Ugh, just go like… seduce him… you're…. you're good at…th-….that." I said slurring worse than before.
"I am, aren't I?" and with that, he was gone.
I stumbled through the house searching for Andy. I don't know why I was suddenly looking for him.
I honestly couldn't get him off my mind. Though I was drunk out of my mind, I was still worried about him.
I stumbled into his room. "Andy?" I called out, not minding to be quiet.
My eyes got wide and my jaw dropped. He was pinned up against the wall half naked by some whorey looking girl I've never seen before. No, I'm not just saying that out of jealousy. She was at least 5 feet tall; her 6in, glittered covered, stilettos adding more inches to her height. She wore a Cheetah printed mini skirt that showed half her ass. Her shirt was stripped and she didn't match what so fucking ever. Her hair was obviously poorly bleached. She looked like an over done prostitute. Her eyebrows looked like they had been drawn on with a sharpie, in that down-slant angle that made her looked pissed.
Their faces were glued together. It was sloppy and sick looking. Andy didn't seem to be enjoying it much himself.
"Andy!" I shrieked. I was jealous. I don't know why but I was, so overwhelming jealous.
His eyes shot towards me. He looked guilty. I just shook my head and left. Making sure I slammed the door behind me. I was hurt, confused, angry, but most of all, jealous.
Andy's POV
"Rae!" I called out, hoping she'd hear my plead and come to the rescue. But I knew that wasn't going to happen. The girl clung to me, running her tongue up and down my neck. It was repulsive. I don't know why possessed me to even go this far.
I pushed her off of me, not realizing how much force I had used. She pummeled to the ground, tears forming in her eyes. "Sorry!" I apologized then grabbed my shirt and jeans and slipped them on.
"Ass hole!" she yelled, her voice cracking.
I didn't care, I ran around looking for Rae, calling her name, pushing and shoving unfamiliar people.
"Andy, man. C'mon." a familiar voice said grabbing my arm, dragging me. I fought my hardest to release myself from their grasp but it was no use.
"Dude, let me go!" I demanded.
"No way, we're playing spin the bottle." They said.
I raised an eyebrow and looked to see who was dragging me. It was CC.
"Really, man? What are, 11?" I asked.
"Hey! It's my party and I wanna play spin the bottle! So shut the fuck up."
I rolled my eyes then jerked my arm away walking on my own now.
We walked into the living room to see 4 boys and 6 girls patterned into a circled, sitting Indian style.
I smiled when I saw Rae, was one of them. She rolled her eyes and turned her glance towards the wall.
I sighed and sat beside a girl who smelt like a cigarette factory and a boy who was so drunk he could barely sit up straight.
"Birthday boy's first!" a girl called out. CC grinned and spun the bottle they lay in the center of the circle.
Luckily it didn't land on Rae. Instead, it landed on the cigarette factory beside me.
After everyone had gone, it was my turn. I spun the bottle and it landed on CC. Everyone laughed, including Rae.
"Pucker up, lover boy!" CC said through his laughter. I laughed then leaned into the middle, our lips meeting. It was no less than a second. It wasn't really weird, just because he was like my brother.
"Kay, this is getting boring, yo." A drunken girl said.
CC clapped. "SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!" he yelled.
Everyone agreed.
The girl who sat beside CC went and it landed on the overly intoxicated guy sitting beside me.
Everyone cooed as they walked into the walk in closet I had in my living room. Yes, I have a closet in my living room; it had all my cleaning shit in there.
Seven minutes later the drunken lovers walked out, the girls tights were ripped and her shirt was gone and the boy was in nothing but his boxers. Everyone laughed.
"Oh, someone got lucky," a guy yelled, high fiving the half-naked man. Soon enough, they had left the circle to go finish what they had started.
After a couple more couples had gone, it was finally Rachel's turn.
I felt my heart sink; scared the bottle would land on anyone except for me.
Why did I care? Rachel was just a friend.
But to my surprise, it laded right on me. My heart pounding, I swear everyone in the house would hear it.
She grinned at me then got up. Soon after, I was right behind her.
I could hear everyone behind us yell and coo at us.
"GET IT, GET IT!" CC yelled, laughing. I wanted to turn around and beat the shit out of him, but before I could, the closet door shut and we were surrounded but per darkness.
Rachel's POV
I felt up the wall, searching for a light switch.
Once I had found it, the lights flickered on.
I looked at Andy, his crystal blue, world-pools piercing into my eyes. I could feel my heart beating so fast I could barely breathe.
"So… now what?" I asked chewing on my lip ring nervously. He just stared down at me; I couldn't help but stare back. I felt my face burn hot.
Why was he just staring at me? Why doesn't he do something? I wondered anxiously
I opened my mouth to speak but was stopped by a strong, tender, and force against my lips. I felt as his hands wandered up and down my body. His lips were so gently, but yet so forceful.
I slithered my arms around his neck. I felt as my body was being slammed into the wall. I let out a loud grunt. He grabbed my knees and wrapped them around his waist. I felt him growing in excitement and his breathing becoming more and heavier.
His hands slithered up my shirt as he began the kiss down my neck. I bit my lip groaning softly.
"Okay! It's been seven minutes!" CC yelled banging on the closet door.
Andy only pulled away long enough to lock the closet door. The fuck is a closet doing with a lock? I wondered.
I felt Andy's hands squeezing around my butt and lift me up. He slammed me into the door, making me release a loud moan, which made everyone who was standing outside the door yelled and coo.
"Awe shit. They aren't coming out anytime soon!" a guy yelled.
After he was sure I was completely pinned, he pulled away and slide off my shirt. Andy and I fought for dominance for about five minutes until I gave in.
By now we were both completely nude and we were now in the middle of the closet floor.
I sat on Andy's hips gently. I felt his excitement grow more and more. He ran his hands over my breasts gently as I kissed him roughly on the neck. The room's air become thicker and harder to breathe.
I moved my hips in all sorts of directions, grinding roughly against his exposed groin. I grinned wide as he let out soft whimpers. He place his hands smoothly on my thighs, making me work faster.
I sat up on his waist and allowed him to control my movement. I rested my hands on his chest, and tilted my head back letting a soft moan escape from my throat.
"Raae," he groaned, gripping onto my hips tighter.
After what seemed to be ages of torturous pleasures, he had finally entered me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, moving myself up and down his groin slowly. But slowly wasn't enough for neither of us. I sped up, biting my lip hard, to keep from moaning. We stayed this way until we were tired of the same passion.
He sat up and pulled my close to him; clinging to my body. He twisted us around, so his was now on top making him become dominate.
Andy leaned down and started nibbling on my breasts as he force himself in and out of me. He went faster and faster each time. I finally had given up on holding back. I didn't care at this point, and he didn't seem to mind either.
He grabbed both my ankles and pulled my legs together, making everything tight. I found myself moaning extremely loud, letting screams escape everyone once and a while.
I felt Andy tense up; grunting, louder and louder as his pleasure grew.
Finally, after ages of grunting and groaning, he released a lush's liquid inside of me.
I came not too long after he did.
I lay there, breathing unevenly. He leaned down pressing his tender lips against mine, kissing me softly. I wrapped my arms around his neck returning the intoxicating kiss.
He pulled away, giving me a warm smile. He slithered his arms under me, picking me up bridle style.
He carried me out of closet, not caring if anyone was still here. Luckily, everyone had left and the only people left were passed out cold. We must have been in there longer than I thought.
He walked into his bedroom and laid me carefully on the bed then climbed on top of me giving me another kiss on the lips, but this time it was longer and full of passion. I felt my stomach drop as he place his hand gently on my cheek, stroking it.
Andy collapsed beside me, pulling me close to him. I smiled and I rested my head against his chest. He rested his head on top of mine and kisses it gently. "Goodnight, Black Widow." He said softly.
I smiled and shut my eyes. I fell asleep instantly.
