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Warning: This Fic is rater M


And So It Is

Chapter 2

I stared at the plain white ceiling. There were a few magazine articles and some comic strips taped to it. The nurse was in the corner preparing for the inevitable, while Doctor Morgan was feeling around my chest making sure there were no bumps and what not. I sighed. I always hated annuals. I don't even know why I still have them.. for safety reasons I suppose. I mean I still get the birth control although I haven't had sex since I was 15. I guess I do it just incase I ever have the urge to fuck some guys brains out. Of course, I never have that urge unless the guy in question is Richard Grayson. I sighed again as Doctor Morgan asked me some abstract questions about my family and my love life as she placed my legs in the stirrups. Like I really want to talk about how much profit my father has made this past year while getting poked and prodded in my vagina. Yeah, that's great. Luckily, the sound of Trina's "Nasty Bitch" filled the room.. my ringtone. The nurse handed my cell to me as Doctor Morgan inserted the cold instrument inside me.

"Speak." I winced into the phone. No matter how many times you get them.. they are always uncomfortable and a little painful.

Hi.. um..," The female voice spoke hesitantly, "I'm looking for Kori Anders."

"This is her." I said, confused as to who the hell this was and how they got my cell number.

"Oh," The voice instantly sounded cheery, "It's me. Babs! I was wondering if you would like to meet for lunch or something, you know.. just us girls." I was shocked. The bitch that I was suppose to hate was clearly trying to be my friend. How could she be so sickly sweet? It was insane.

"I don't know Babs," I tried not to sound repulsed at her nickname, "I'm having a pap right now and then I am supposed to meet Rachel for this thing with Calvin Klein.."

"Oh please! I really wanna talk to you about Dick." Yeah.. the bitch cut me off.

"Umm yeah okay I guess I can squeeze in an early lunch before I meet Rachel." I tried to sound cheery.

"Wonderful. Can we meet at the Wayne Hotel in about an hour?" Of course she wants to meet at the place that her boyfriend will eventually inherit, knowing that he was probably there doing some business upstairs in one of the offices or in the penthouse he kept which I'm sure him and Babs were sharing.

"Sure." I sighed angrily. Stupid bitch.

"Wonderful. See you then. Kisses!" I clicked the phone shut before she could make annoying kiss sounds. I can't believe Richard would want someone like her. So cheery and perky and so much like me except annoying. What the fuck is his problem? I'm right here! I groaned and Doctor Morgan was soon finished. I dressed quickly and barely had time to make it to Wayne Hotel.

I walked into the large hotel lobby. I hadn't been here in years. In fact, I hadn't been here since Richard left after his graduation. I was irritated. I never came back here because it all reminded me of him. I lost my virginity in the penthouse suite which Richard kept for private use. I'm sure I wasn't the first girl he took there and I know I wasn't the last. I brushed back imaginary wrinkles from my short, emerald off the shoulder designer dress and draped my black cashmere sweater over my arm as I made my way to the restaurant.

I stepped inside the fancy restaurant and instantly remembered why I never come here. Him. There he was in all his glory sitting next to that bitch of a girlfriend holding her hand and smiling. She was looking perfect in a crème colored summer type dress with her hair half up. I had to admit she had good fashion sense, not nearly as good as mine, but good enough. I pulled off my Fendi sun glasses and placed them in my purse and slowly walked towards their table with a fake smile plastered on my face.

"Kori! You made it!" Babs obviously noticed me first. I took note that Richard let go of her hand and stood to pull out my chair for me. I smiled politely at him as I sat down and he pushed my chair in. Then I froze. Did he just.. smell me? I could of swore I felt his breath on my neck and his nose in my hair. I must be losing my mind. He resumed his seat next to Babs and smiled at me.. That gorgeous smile that makes me melt.

"So.. I thought it was just us girls.." I spoke first, "Richard I didn't know you were into talking about fashion and sex lives and all that." I went to grab a menu and look it over and I noticed his eyes flashed to my hand, spotting his ring. I saw a flash of approval in his eyes. I swear he doesn't even have to talk to piss me off and make me want him to take me at the same time.

"I wasn't planning on staying. I just wanted to say hello to you," He smirked at me, "Is it wrong for me to want to say hello to a friend?" I fought the urge to burst into laughter. Friend? Who the fuck was he kidding. He hasn't talked to me in how long and all of a sudden we are friends again. Such shit.

"Well to imply that we were friends would mean that we would have been in contact in the last 6 years. Having your real friends keep tabs on me is not really considered friendship now is it?"

I saw his jaw tighten and I could tell he was getting angry. God I loved when he was angry.. we always had the best sex then. I noticed Babs stiffen and I smiled at her.

"I'm just teasing him. Don't worry about it Babs. We are friends.. good friends." As I said this I noticed Babs relaxed, but Richard seemed to grow more angry. I smiled at him innocently and then I saw it in his eyes. A mischievous glint. I knew he was gonna get me back for this, but right now I didn't care.

"Well," He stood and kissed Babs on the cheek, "I better head back upstairs. I'll see you later Kori." I just arched an eyebrow and said nothing. As soon as he left the waiter returned, I ordered an apple martini and a Chinese chicken salad while Babs ordered water with lemon and a plate of tea sandwiches. She rambled on and on about how much she missed Gotham and blah blah blah. I wasn't really listening, I could not care less. I decided to be nice and make conversation.

"So, Tell me about yourself." I said, trying not to sound bored out of my mind.

"Well, I just turned 24 and I have a degree in architecture. I enjoy traveling and spending time with Dick. Dick and I have been together for almost two years now.." She was continuing to talk, but I blocked it out after she said two years. They have been together two fucking years. He loved her. He really loved her. To stay with her that long. We were together like 9 months.. if even that. Yeah, we've known each other for years, but we were only an official couple for his senior year. I felt deflated, but I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts by her next words.

"Tell me what he was like in high school."

I answered quickly, "Well, we were only in high school together for one year. I was a freshman and he was a senior. So I couldn't really tell you about his whole high school career."

"Oh, he's told me about most of it, but he avoids the subject of his senior year. Like something terrible happened." She responded, completely oblivious to my agony. And it hit me.. he was ashamed of us.. of me. He never told her about me because I was that terrible thing that happened. I was angry. More than angry, I was livid. How dare that asshole try to cover up our past relationship. I had a mind to tell Babs everything.. all the promises, all the kisses, definitely all the love making. Yeah, there was love making. Most of the time we fucked good and hard, but there were those occasions when he was gentle and sweet and oh so fucking romantic. I loved those moments. Like I was all that mattered to him in the world. I missed him so very much. That prick.

"Oh. Well it was senior year. He was busy with classes and colleges and graduation. It was important, but not all that interesting." I covered for him. I don't know why. He doesn't even have to be here to influence me. I seriously wanted to punch him in his gorgeous face.

She nodded and seemed to buy my lame ass excuse. I ordered another martini and waited for her next meaningless bout of questions. She caught me by surprise again when she leaned over and started talking in a low voice.

"The sex is great." She said. I stared at her in shock. I did not want to hear this.

"Oh please," I shook my head feverishly, "Lets not talk about your sex life with him. He's like an older brother to me." So I lied. Unless "older brother" meant a super gorgeous ex that knew how to touch you in all the right places and could make you wet on command. She giggled a little and then nodded.

"Well, what about you? Who are you seeing these days?" She asked me.

"I don't date."

"What? How could you not date? You are gorgeous." She looked shocked. I bit back a laugh.

"I had a very nice relationship end badly once. I haven't been up to dating since."

"Oh," She seemed concerned, "Well you shouldn't let one guy ruin it for the rest."

"I haven't met anyone who meets my expectations." So I lied again. Well half truths I suppose. I mean Richard meets my expectations, but no one else does. Eh, whatever.. it doesn't matter anyways. I looked at my watch and noticed I had to meet Rachel for the shoot. After Babs explained that Richard would be taking care of the bill, I quickly said my goodbyes and left.

"So that bastard never mentioned you at all?" Rachel said as she pulled her robe tighter around her.

"No," I closed my eyes and let the make up girl do her job, "it's like he's ashamed of me or something."

"I seriously doubt that. When you guys were together he was always so happy and bragging about how beautiful you were to everyone. When you weren't around, he wouldn't shut up about how much he loved you."

I sighed, "Yeah well what can you do? Things change. Unfortunately, they haven't changed for me yet. I'm still in love with that bastard cousin of yours and I'm in constant misery because of his perfect girlfriend."

Rachel looked pained as they added another extension to her hair. I noticed that my make up was quite dark around the eyes. I wonder what the shoot for CK's new perfume was gonna be like. I closed my eyes as someone started brushing my hair. I always loved when people brushed my hair.

"Are you still going to the charity event?" Rachel asked quietly.

"Of course. I told Bruce I would attend with him and you should know that no one ever turns down Bruce Wayne."

"But what about Dick? You know it will look weird with you being his ex girlfriend and you going with the man he is supposed to inherit the company from." Rachel said as she grabbed a pack of cigarettes off the table in front of her.

"So?" I scoffed, "If you recall, my ex boyfriend doesn't even admit we had a relationship. And what's the big deal anyways? It's not like Bruce and I are having some torrid love affair."

"Well you know how jealous Dick gets. He was always real possessive over you." Rachel lit her cigarette and took a drag. "Have you ever thought about Bruce in that way? We all know he thinks about you like that."

I laughed, "Bullshit. Bruce still thinks of me as that awkward skinny girl who is in love with his ward. Anyways, I mean for being 40 Bruce is gorgeous and has the body of a 25 year old. He's strong, successful, handsome, smart. Who wouldn't think of ol' Bruce like that?"

"I know he wants you. I've seen the way he watches you whenever we go to those lame ass events. He thinks nobody notices, but I do. Maybe he realizes what a mistake Dick made and thinks he could do better. I think you should give him a chance. Who knows, maybe he plans all those events just to take you."

I took the cigarette from Rachel and took a long drag. "There is nothing to give a chance to. He's Bruce. He treats me like a little sister or something. He has never once shown any affection towards me other than friendship. Anyways, why would he be interested in someone as crazy and unrefined as myself? You know for a fact that Bruce only chooses the most classy and elegant of women."

Rachel snorted, "Well maybe you should flirt with him anyways. It would drive Dick crazy and flirting never hurt anyone."

I shrugged and handed the cigarette back to Rachel. Our make up was finished quickly and we were sent to wardrobe. They put us in skimpy slip dresses and sent us to the set which was just a white room. The photo shoot went rather well. The photos were done in black and white because we were supposed to look sickly, waif like yet sexy and I have naturally golden tanned skin. We were in odd poses, making our limbs look longer and making us look frail. It was a success.

I opened the large door to my huge mansion estate. Well, it was my parents, but they were rarely home so it basically became mine. One of the maids ushered me out of the foyer and pushed me towards the den. My parents must be here. I sighed. They never really payed attention to me or my sister anymore. When we were younger they were wonderful parents, but now they figure we don't need them. They are always gone on trips, whether business or pleasure.. it is unknown to me.

I walked into the den to see my parents, my sister, and.. Bruce Wayne, the king of Gotham. I smiled politely and rubbed my arm sheepishly.

"Korina!" My dad cried cheerily, "I'm glad you are finally home!"

"Hi Daddy!" I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. My father was a tall, attractive man. Very powerful and ruthless to those he did business with. I knew never to upset him, he scares the shit out of me when he's angry. I nodded at my mother, "Mom." My mother was beautiful. She always held herself well and made it seem as if she was royalty. I suppose she could be in the hotel business.. the queen of money. HAHA, no matter how beautiful she was.. she was ditzy. Extremely ditzy and mostly into shopping. Much like my older sister Amanda. Amanda was gorgeous, but wore way too much makeup and always chose outfits that were more than a little inappropriate. She had dark black hair like my father and violet eyes like my mother. She was a little taller than myself and modeled all over the world for various designers. I gave Mandy a knowing glance. She was currently all over Bruce and he seemed completely oblivious. I smiled brightly at him, "Hi. Mr. Wayne."

He chuckled, "Kori you should know by now that you can call me Bruce." His voice was silky and deep and I couldn't stop the light blush from forming on my cheeks. I figured I'd start paying more attention to him to see if what Rachel said was true. Maybe he does like me. I quickly pushed that thought from my brain as I saw Mandy wrap her arms around Bruce in a hug. The hug looked more like an act of possession telling me to back off. I laughed inwardly.

Bruce never took his eyes off me and I felt a little uncomfortable. He was staring at me as if he was trying to figure something out. "Your father and I were just discussing the charity event next week. I hope you do still plan to attend with me?"

I nodded, but before I could answer my darling sister decided to speak for me, "Bruce, why do you want to take her? She's merely a child. She's barely old enough to drink. Let me accompany you instead, I would be a much better companion."

"Amanda," My father spoke in a stern tone, "Mr. Wayne has asked Korina to attend with him. Stop throwing yourself at him like some common whore." Did I mention that my father did not care so much for my sister? She was always throwing her money away and sleeping with everyone she could. She would put poor Paris Hilton to shame with the things she's done. I was the innocent one of the family, my father's princess. In his eyes I could do no wrong and according to him I was still a virgin. He approved of Richard and actually gave him permission to marry me... that scared the shit out of him for weeks. My father.. always trying to marry me off. I tried to stifle a giggle at the look on Mandy's face. I always noticed Bruce was trying not to smile. I excused myself from the room before the arguing began, which it would, and it did.

I trudged up the huge staircase to the third floor where my sanctuary was. I opened the double doors and waltzed into my room. I loved my room. When I wasn't out on the town, which was rare, I was usually in here. The room was huge and had lush cream carpet. There was a large bear skin rug on the floor right in front of the grand marble fireplace. The walls were a soft lavender with a touch of pink. It had a huge walk in closet, some dressers, all the normal stuff. The doors to the balcony were on the right side of the room near the fireplace. In the center of the room was my huge king sized canopy bed. It was made of a dark black and silver marble and had mirrors lining the ceiling. I had black curtains surrounding it because when I sleep, I do not like light.. at all. The bed was covered with goose feathered pillows and lavender silk sheets. My bed spread was a huge white feather down comforter. My bed was literally my heaven.

I stripped off my dress and stepped out of my heels. I slid my thong down and made my way to the bathroom. There was a large door to my massive bathroom near my bed. My bathroom was all ivory and marble with a huge jacuzzi spa like tub and a separate shower. I was glad to find that a nice warm bath was already prepared for me, bubbles and all. One of the maids must have realized how stressed I must be, especially after dealing with my parents. Even though they barely said two words to me.. it's still stressful as hell.

I lowered myself into the warm bath water preparing to relax when I heard my phone ring. Not my cell phone, but my private number. I frowned, but decided against leaving the warm depths of the bath to let the answer machine get it. 'Hi you've reached Kori. I'm probably home right now, but just avoiding someone I don't like. So leave a message and if I don't call back.. it's you.' Beep. "Damn Legs, have you always been such a bitch? Anyways, I was just callin' to let ya know we are all meeting at Exposed at around 11. See you tonight!"

I giggled. The only person who has ever called me 'Legs' was Victor Stone. He was one of my closest friends and the closest thing I had to a brother. At the moment he is dating this gorgeous model named Karen Beecher. She is an absolute dream and a complete sweetheart. Believe it or not, my sister introduced them. Yeah, Mandy could be a total bitch, but she has a sweet side and no matter how much we fight, I know she loves me and would never intentionally hurt me. Speaking of my dearest sister, at that very moment she decided to come strolling into my bathroom. She hopped up on the counter and crossed her legs, watching me intently.

"And what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked, not looking at her.

Her brows furrowed together, "Are you okay?"

I looked at her, "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I know he's back in town and with that pretty little thing on his arm. I know you are still in love with him. I was worried." She said quietly.

I shrugged, "He abandoned me and now he's back, with someone else."

Mandy got off the counter and sat on the edge of the tub, trailing her fingers through the water. "Make him jealous."

"What?" I laughed, "You can't make someone jealous if they don't care."

"Believe me," She said while blowing bubbles off her finger tips, "He cares. You do want him back don't you?"

"No..Yes..Yes.. God Yes.. But I'm confused."

"About what?"

I brushed my bangs out of my face, "Well, I was in love with him. I still am in love with him. I feel like I need him. I haven't been with anyone since him. But I'm terrified he will just abandon me again and anyways, he loves Barbara. He's been with her for two fucking years. I can't compete with that and honestly, I don't think I want to try."

"Then why do you wear his ring?"

"I promised.." I spoke barely above a whisper.

"Well, All I'm saying is that maybe you should move on. He caused you so much pain and he's still causing it. I know he was madly in love with you once, I don't know if he still is. You should maybe give Roy a try. He's pretty hot, you know?"

I nodded and watched as Mandy left the bathroom. I sunk under the water and held my breath as long as possible, hoping to forget all this bullshit that seemed to be happening to me. When I surfaced I looked at the clock. It was 8:30 p.m. I had a pretty long day and I was supposed to meet everyone at Exposed. I was hoping that Richard wouldn't show up, but I knew that was futile. Victor called me, which meant that there was a 99 chance that Richard would be at the club.

I walked passed the bouncers at the door and into the club. Exposed was my favorite. It was a 21 and over night club and all of the trust fund babies of Gotham flocked there. The music was loud, the dancing was wild, and the liquor was hard. It was my favorite club indeed.

I walked to the bar where I spotted Rachel, looking absolutely fabulous in a midnight blue tube dress and matching knee high boots. He hair was up in an elegant bun and her makeup was flawless. She always went dramatic on the eye makeup, but left her lips bare except for chapstick or clear gloss. I sauntered towards her and smacked her ass playfully. She turned and gave me an innocent peck on the lips and handed me a cosmopolitan.

"Where is everyone at?" I asked her as I took a sip of my drink.

She motioned to the stairs, "The third floor." She then grabbed my hand a proceeded to lead the way. I followed closely, taking a sip of my drink every now and then. We made it to the third floor with only a couple of men asking us to dance. We either told them to fuck off or completely ignored them all together. As we neared the back, I saw a blonde flash of hair and immediately sighed. The blonde hair meant Terra Slade decided to join us. Terra wasn't bad or anything and she could be really sweet at times, but her and Rachel loathed each other. It started two years ago when we met Terra and she immediately put the moves of Gar. Gar flirted back harmlessly, but the damage was done. Ever since then Rachel has hated Terra and Terra has despised Rachel. I had to make sure that Rachel did not drink too much or this would turn into a cat fight.

We made our way over to the table in the corner over looking one of the dance floors. Victor was sitting there with Karen standing behind him rubbing his shoulders. Next to him sat Garfield with Terra clinging off his arm. I could hear Rachel growl, which made me laugh. She was always very predatory. Next to Garfield sat Roy, looking handsome as always in a black beater and a pair of blue jeans. He was downing shots of tequila with.. Richard, who was sitting across from him with 'Babs' at his side. Richard looked positively lickable in a pair of dark black baggy jeans and a red beater with a black silk button up shirt over it. He had his infamous black shades on and his hair was unruly. Babs was sipping a cocktail and rubbing Richard's arm as he talked to Roy. I bit my lip and tried to put the jealousy down. I was gonna give my attention to Roy tonight and maybe I'd give in and fuck his brains out.

I stood next to the table, and said hello to Victor and Karen. I took another sip of my cosmo when I felt two hands on the bare skin of my stomach and the next thing I know, I'm sitting on Roy's lap. Roy smiled at me and stroked my stomach, letting his fingers trace around my belly button. I couldn't tell what Richard was thinking, his eyes were covered, but I smiled at him and said hello to Babs. I leaned back against Roy and felt him kiss my bare shoulder, still never breaking conversation with Richard. I watched Rachel walk towards Garfield and pull him out of Terra's grasp and kiss him passionately. I smiled.

"Baby, you want a shot?" Roy offered me as he held up a shot of tequila.

I shook my head, "No. I don't do shots of tequila. When it comes to shots I'm more into blowjobs or jello shooters, even though I don't mind a shot of vodka or Bacardi every once in awhile." He smiled and took the shot himself. A waitress came over and he ordered some jello shooters and blow jobs for me, he also ordered a bottle of Apple Pucker. About 5 or 6 drinks and many, many shots later, I was sporting a major buzz. I wasn't drunk enough to be dizzy or act insanely stupid, but I was buzzed enough to be extremely happy, even with my ex boyfriend sitting across the table from me with his bitchy girlfriend on his arm.

"Who's up for body shots!" Rachel yelled and threw herself up on the table, knocking over many glasses of alcohol. She stuck a slice of lime between her teeth and poured some salt on her neck. She then poured a shot of tequila on her chest. Garfield immediately went to work and everyone was cheering and having a good time. Except for Babs, who looked mildly disgusted.

I nudged her side, "What's wrong princess? Are you not drunk enough?"

She glared at me, "No. I just didn't know that you and your friends were whores."

I laughed.. hard. I was laughing so hard I thought I would cry. I was just teasing and she turned all defensive and bitchy, I wondered what happened to the innocent girl that wanted so desperately to be my friend. I just winked at her and placed my hands behind my back, taking a blowjob. Afterwards, I walked over to wear Roy and Richard were talking. I grabbed Roy's hands and placed them around me and pressed my body into his. I wanted to make Richard jealous.. I wanted to make him so jealous he would be seeing green. Because I was his once.. once, but not anymore. I wasn't Roy's either, but he was stupid enough to let me fuck with his head so he deserved it. Anyways, I knew Roy didn't love me, he probably didn't even like me. I have a nice body and that's all he wants. Yeah.. like he's gonna get it.

I smiled sweetly at Richard and licked my lips, "Your girlfriend is a wet blanket. She thinks body shots make us whorish. I suggest you get her to loosen up." I quickly turned my attention to Roy and traced my finger along his jaw.

"Dance with me?" He smiled and followed me to the dance floor. I felt his hands on my hips, pulling me back against his chest as he slowly grinded against me. I closed my eyes and let the music flow through my body enjoying him touching me and making me feel wanted. Every once in a while he would whisper something in my ear, but I really wasn't listening. We danced a few songs, his hands all over me while mine were basically in my hair or behind my head. I didn't touch him, I didn't want to give him ideas.

Soon we were back into the same position we started in, my back against his front, rubbing against each other. I felt cold all of a sudden as he left my body. I continued dancing with my eyes closed until I felt strong arms wrap around me. I pushed my ass against his crotch and ran my hands down my body to meet his on my waist. I felt hot breath on my neck and then he whispered, "That's no way to dance with your 'older brother'."

I froze, shocked that he was dancing with me and pissed that Babs told him of our conversation. I turned around to face him and felt him pull me flush against his body. "Richard, why aren't you dancing with Babs?"

"She's not much of a dancer and anyways, I missed you." I felt his breath against my lips. I was so fucking turned on. He pushed his hips into me and continued our naughty dancing. I felt his hands slide to my ass and grab it, pulling me closer to him. I was buzzed, but not drunk. I was sober enough to know that we should not be dancing like this, but buzzed enough to know that I didn't care. God help me, I wanted Richard to pull me into a corner and fuck me raw.

"Kori I want you so fucking bad." Richard breathed against me. I responded by running my hands up and down his arm and very lightly running my tongue along his jaw.

"Shit. Baby, it's been so hard without you. Fuck, I've missed you so much." He pulled me closer kissing along my neck. I tilted my head and closed my eyes. His lips felt so good against me. Leaving sensations all along my skin. I bit my lip.. I was so fucking wet and I needed him inside me. He pulled back from me a little and stared at me. His eyes roaming every contour of my body and face. He ran his fingertips along my bare back, eliciting shivers of pleasure from me.

"So.. beautiful." Richard whispered and then leaned closer to me. He captured my lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues intertwining and trying to reach the deepest parts of the other's mouth. He tasted of whiskey sours, but his underlying taste was still there. Cinnamon and honey. It was a most enchanting taste. He pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss. Trying to touch every part of me. It was filled with such passion and adoration, I was swimming in it. I didn't know when he took off his sunglasses, but I was glad he did. His eyes were filled with devotion and love. I thought the alcohol was playing tricks on me, but he was looking at me and kissing me as if I was the only thing that mattered to him in the world. I knew he was drunk, I knew he probably wouldn't remember any of this, and I knew that if he did he would say it was a mistake, but I didn't care. This was our night... my night. I wanted him, NO.. I needed him. And I'd be damned if anyone stopped me. He kissed me again, so softly and brushed a stray lock of hair out of my eyes.

"Make me yours.." I murmured. He smiled and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me off the dance floor. I had no idea where we were going and I didn't care, I just loved him so much and I wanted him so bad. We were walking towards the exit when I was quickly pulled from his grasp.

"What the fuck is going on?" Rachel said, glaring angrily at Richard.

"We.. I.. We were just leaving." I mumbled trying to get Rachel to let go of me so I could kiss Richard again.

"No. You guys are not going anywhere together. Dick, your girlfriend, if you haven't forgotten, is at the bar waiting for you. And Kori, You can't handle this. Especially not right now." Rachel said concerned, and pushed Dick towards the bar.

"I saw you on the dance floor," Rachel said quietly after Richard walked away, "Don't do this to yourself Kori. Don't let him break you again."

I frowned, "I wanna go home."

"Let's go." Rachel said and pulled me to the exit. Rachel drove me home, she was such an amazing friend. She would drop everything for me in a second and I would do the same for her. She had been the one to help me after what happened. She was my bestfriend and I would do anything for her, as she would for me. When I finally made it home I trudged to my room. I was exhausted and needed to sleep, but I couldn't get out of my head what happened. I knew this was only complicating things and I was confused as fuck, but I guess I'll just have to see what Richard says about this.

Soon, I fell into a dreamless sleep..