Continued from last chapter. Excuse the alignment. It won't stop going to the middle. Sorryyyy. Enjoy.
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My sister nagged at me the whole day when I told her where I had been. Asking me if I wore a condom. Asking if the girl was anything like my ex girlfriend. To which I happily replied no. The only thing they have in common is a name. Although, it is spelled differently. Alyson was a cold hearted whore with daddy issues worse than my own. I'd kill her if I had the chance.
"Where are you about to go looking all sexy, Poison Ivy," Koty asked, smirking suggestively. I rolled my eyes at the nickname and continued tying up my boots.
"I have a date tonight at Jungle. She wants to know why I'm so popular there and you already know I gotta show out," I said, grinning like mad. Koty chuckled and leaned against my door frame.
"I can come with you if you want. You're not the only one they love," she said, sticking out her tongue at me. I thought for a moment. It would be nice to have her there but Alex is supposed to be showing up. Fuck, I forgot about that bitch.
"Nah, it's alright. I don't need you embarrassing me. Telling my date about shit I used to do as a kid," I replied, moving over to the mirror. Koty scoffed at me and flipped her long, black hair.
"Whatever, make sure you text me if you don't come back home. If you don't then I'm reporting you missing. Ivy alert!" I laughed as she walked away. My big sister, the mother I never had but always wanted.
I looked in the mirror and grinned. Jungle has this highlighter themed shit but I just wear all black. Mostly because I like to stand out. My black hair is tied up in a man bun, the sides and nape freshly shaved thanks to Koty. I wear a mesh crop top to show off my stomach with skin tight joggers adorning my leg muscles. My black biker boots adorn my feet.
I grin at my reflection and and adjust my pants a little to show of my hip bones more. My tattoos pop against my deep caramel skin and I decide to add something else. I dig out some glowing paint and put three lines on my face like war paint.
I struck a few poses and slicked imaginary hairs back into my bun. Nerves racked my body when I looked at my watch. 7:30 it read, taunting me. I have to get there early so that I can be dramatic. I have to show Allison what she's missing. What she'd be missing if she decided not to try a relationship with me. This is my best chance at winning her over completely.
I just hope that Alex doesn't ruin it for me. I might just have to kill her blood sucking ass.
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I arrived at the club at around 7:45, absolutely anxious.
I parked my bike and finished off a cigarette I stole from my sister. The menthol flavored nicotine flooded my system and began to calm my nerves. A few people greeted me as they went in and I just smiled politely as they passed. I threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with my boot.
"You got this, man. Think like Poison Ivy. Poison Ivy doesn't get nervous over a girl," I hissed at myself. I took a few deep breaths and smirked. Let's go fuck shit up.
I walked in casually, passed the bouncer. Once he saw who I was, he nodded at me and let me pass without trouble. The music in the place reverberated through my frame as I slid past the crowds of people toward the DJ. I have to let him know that I'm here and my situation so he knows what kind of songs to play. I had texted him beforehand but I needed to make my presence known.
As I walked up, James grinned at me over his turntable. The guy wasn't that attractive but he's cool enough. I think he has a crush, if I'm being honest. "Hey, sexy! You're earlier than I expected," he yelled over the music. I nodded and looked around the crowd for Allison. When I didn't see her, I turned back to James.
"Be looking out for me. When I raise my hand, you'll know she's here, but for now turn on my song! Let these people know what's going on in here tonight," I yelled back, smiling evilly. James grinned at me and swished the turntables to let everyone know the song was changing.
I jumped off his platform into the crowd as his remix of Poison by Bel Biv Devoe started playing. The people parted ways as I began to move to the song. My body swayed expertly to the tempo like I'd practiced it all before. Before I knew it, a few people were dancing with me.
"You guys, we have a special guest tonight! Poison Ivy is in the house! Give it up," James yelled into the microphone. I rolled my eyes at him as the crowd went wild. He wasn't supposed to do that but I like it nonetheless. I'm just overzealous like that.
I got carried away as people began to surround me. Hands were everywhere, touching and caressing down my arms. I felt like I was in a sea, wading in bodies. Before I knew it, I wasn't even paying attention to anything else. My body moved of it's own accord, grabbing girls and twirling them around, sinking to the floor into a split. The music is my drug of choice.
I cleared my head enough to look toward the bar and I saw a sight that shook me to my core. Scott and Stiles were here. Along with a guy I don't know. Most importantly, Allison and Lydia were a few feet away from them, just watching me with shock on their faces. I almost blushed but thought better of it. The girls around me tried to pull me back as I walked toward them. Hands everywhere, swiping against my stomach and shoulders as I broke through them. A smirk crept to my lips when I saw Allison's jealous look.
She looked amazing though. Skin tight jeans, ripped at the knees, and a white crop top illuminated in the black light. Lydia was always stunning. I wonder why I never was attracted to her? I guess redheads intimidate me. They shook the shock away as I walked up to them. Lydia was the first to speak. Unsurprisingly.
"If I was gay in the slightest, I would totally bang you. When I say bang, I mean bang hard," she said, looking at me suggestively.
Allison smacked her arm and moved in to hug me. I grinned and wrapped my arms around her tightly. I could see Scott walking away in my peripherals. "That was, um...amazing. I really didn't expect that," she said, pulling away slightly. Her eyes wandered over me and I grinned in triumph.
"I have a question. Why did you bring them along on our date. Especially the dog," I said, pointing at the boys with my thumb. Allison looked at Lydia expectantly and she rolled her eyes.
"Scott found out that Alex would be here and decided that he should come in case she attacked. Stiles is here because Scott is and Isaac is my date, he's the second dog," she said, smirking at the last part. She pranced over to said date and pulled him onto the dance floor. We laughed as he looked a bit shaken.
"So, I'm the sixth wheel then? Isn't that freaking great. Nothing new honestly," Stiles said, running off to find Scott probably. We laughed again and I turned back to my date.
What a date she is. Allison ran her hand down my arm and blushed. I smiled in confusion and grabbed her hand. "Don't tell me you're nervous. You were just talking all that shit this morning and now you gotta back it up. Literally," I said, pulling her back over to the dance floor. Allison laughed and pretended to struggle. I raised my hand to let James know she was here and a few moments later my favorite song started playing.
"I'm not as good as you are when it comes to dancing." We stopped in the center and I smiled at her encouragingly, putting my hands on her hips. Slowly, I began to guide her hips to the beat. Her eyes pierced mine as I moved with her.
"You have to feel the music in your bones," I said, leaning into her ear. I could faintly hear her gasp. My hands traveled up her sides teasingly, still guiding her. "In music, there is no shame. There is no embarrassment or worry. Think of it like shooting your bow. Fluidity and precision. Let your body be the bow as it releases."
I kissed her neck softly and pulled her flush against my body. My leg wedged itself between hers and hers between mine as I guided her through the slow, sexy song. Before long, Allison moved with me fluidly. Her hands traveled over my body as my own wrapped themselves in her hair.
I began to heat up from the friction between us. The way she was moving so deliciously against made me want to explode. I turned her around and pulled her ass against me faster than she could react. I chuckled deeply as she gave me a look over her shoulder. I leaned into her ear, pulling her hair back. She gasped and grinding back into me hard.
"I like control, Allison. That's why I don't think you can handle me," I said, lips tickling over the shell of her ear. My free hand traveled down the front of her body, dangerously close to her most precious place. I pressed myself against her and she grabbed my arm, nails digging in, making me moan. "Hmm, you get it. I like it rough."
I watched in confusion as she smirked. Before I knew what hit me, our entire position was reversed. Allison's left hand was wrapped around my neck and her right wandered over my exposed stomach. I moaned brokenly as she squeezed my neck. I thought I couldn't get any harder.
"Well, Poison Ivy. Like I said this morning, I'm far from vanilla," she said in my ear. Her hand traveled to my crotch and she squeezed for effect. I moaned and ground into her hand before she pulled it away. "Nice meat."
We both laughed and I turned around in her arms. Allison wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling us flush. I shivered when her fingertips carressed the nape of my neck. Her face became serious as she stared at my lips and I licked them nervously.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Her smaller lips smashed against my thicker ones passionately. I inhaled deeply and carressed her cheek as we battled for dominance. It was everything that I imagined and more. My mind swam as she slipped her tongue into my mouth. The shock of it coursing down below my waist.
My right hand moved to her ass and squeezed hard. Allison smiled into the kiss, hips chanting toward me. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. The music thrummed through us, influencing the kiss tenfold. Nirvana wouldn't describe the feeling.
Allison pulled away as the song ended, hands framing my face gently. I blushed as she stared into my eyes, lips pulling into a smile against my will. She said something but the music drowned it out. My face scrunched up in confusion and I tapped my ear.
"I couldn't hear what you said," I tried to yell over the dubstep beat. She repeated it but I still couldn't hear her. Suddenly, my eyes caught something a few feet behind her. My heart stuttered.
Allison turned around in confusion and grabbed my hand securely. Alex and her two flunkies stood at the bar, glaring at us angrily. Her lips pulled over her sharp teeth. I felt the need to run immediately. Alex's eyes were black as coal just like her friends. In them was a madness that I couldn't fathom.
Allison tugged me through the crowd immediately. The smiling faces of the crowd blurred past me. Hands like vises reached out to touch me as they yelled my name. We shrugged past them frantically, in need of an escape. Eventually, we managed to round up Lydia and the boys. Scott seemed to be looking a little nicer than before.
We snuck through the back entrance, into the parking lot. My heated body was struck by the cold instantly but I didn't care. I was just happy to be away from that psycho bitch and her minions.
"Alex is in there and she looked pissed," Allison said, catching her breath. She wrapped an arm around me subconsciously as I wondered toward her. Scott's eyes followed it. He didn't flip out, thankfully.
"I know, I had the chance to talk to her. She's obsessed with Ivy. Like, if she can't have her then no one can type shit," Stiles said, sweating profusely. My brows shot up. He's either stupid or stupid brave. Both are dangerous.
"Why'd you tell her about us, Allison? I don't even know why you decided to have your date here, knowing she was supposed to be on this date with Ivy," Scott said to Allison. Anger flooded my system but Allison beat me to the punch.
"Because, Scott, this is Ivy's favorite place. I wasn't going to stop her from coming here just because that bitch is jealous. You know I can take care of myself," she said, pulling a knife out of nowhere. I laughed nervously and stared at it in awe.
"I didn't feel that when I was-"
"But can she?"
My head snapped to Scott and I scowled at him furiously. "You don't know anything about me, besides the fact that I'm dating your ex. Don't worry about me, boy."
Scott scowled and began walking away.
"Isaac and I will keep watch here for the night. If we get an opening, we'll attack."
Lydia pouted and Isaac kissed it away. It was sweet to watch. Stiles grimaced at them and followed Scott. "Just wait until I get in a relationship. You'll all regret this."
Lydia twirled a strand of hair, watching her boyfriend walk away. Allison stood in front of me, arms wrapped around my waist. "You guys are so sickening. Call me if something interesting happens. I'm going to bed. Alone, sadly enough."
Allison pulled away slightly to wave at Lydia.
"Be safe, Lyds! Text me when you get home!" Lydia flipped her off and hopped in her car with a grin. I shook my head at her. I like that she's Allison's best friend. They balance each other out well.
When I look back to Allison, she's already looking at me. She pecks my lips softly and tightens her arms around me. That familiar surge of jitters hits my body again. Everything is going so well, besides the whole vampire situation. I feel like the universe is smiling at me through her eyes. Every question I've ever posed has found its answer in her. I'm just a star getting ready to explode in her presence.
"Why are we standing in the middle of the parking lot," I asked, randomly. Allison chuckled and shrugged adorably. I glanced around at the dark lot and sighed. I feel so complete. Doesn't matter where I am, as long as she's with me.
A thought pops into my head suddenly and I have the burning desire to ask her about it.
"What were you saying to me in the club? The music was too loud for me to hear it," I said, curiously. Allison gave a short chuckle and looked down at our feet.
I could faintly see her cheeks turning red in the streetlights. When she looked back up at me her eyes were twinkling, bottom lip caught between beautiful, porcelain teeth. Those awful butterflies twisted and turned in my stomach like gymnasts as she leaned closer, breath tickling my lips.
"I said...you're mine," Allison whispered, lips smashing into my own passionately. Hands ruining my perfect bun.
Supernova.
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Fin