stinging sensation - 12

peyton wrapped her towel tightly around her body as she stepped out of the hotel bathroom plopping down on her bed with a sigh. peyton had been going to the bar every night for the past 3 nights and nick haven't shown up she was getting frustrated. peyton looked over at the clock that hung on the wall.

"6:35" peyton muttered knowing Caleb would be calling her any minute for their daily check in.

thankfully Jason hadn't bother to chime in on any of their past phone calls not that kyla really cared she was still mad at Jason for their first fight in the car the phone call a few days ago just added fuel to the fire.

looking to her wrist peyton ran her finger over the plump skin raw and red from the cuts she made only a few days ago after that fight over the phone. almost falling off the bed at the sound of her ring tone going off in the silent room payton's looked down at the caller ID noticing that it wasn't caleb's number.

"hello?" peyton asked holding her hand to her chest where the towel met her skin.

"Hey it's James." a guys answered and from the background noise it sounded like a was on a bus.

"who?" peyton asked debating wither on not she should hand up.

"James the guy from the club, we danced together." he said sounding kind of disappointed that she didn't remember him.

"oh right." after a few seconds peyton realized a key fact. "how did you get this number?"

"ohh i asked that guy that you came in with the first time, jeff? he was at the club last night and i asked him for your number." James sounded all proud like he's just climbed mount Everest or something.

peyton rolled her eyes annoyed.

"i have a boyfriend." peyton said putting her elbows on her knees.

"didn't seem like that the way you were dancing on me." James spoke sounding cocky.

peyton didn't have an answer for him.

"what do you want?" peyton asked wanting to get to the point.

"im meeting some buddies at the club tonight we were wondering if you wanted to join us?" James asked finally.

"fine i'll be there at 10." peyton said ending the conversation, quickly dialing caleb's number.

peyton was in she new James was like nick's gangs mole she noticed the gang tattoo on his knuckle while they were dancing.

"peyton." Jason's voice rang threw the speaker.

"wheres Caleb?" peyton asked wanting to keep this call strictly business .

"he's out." Jason said his voice icy.

"fine just tell him im in and don't call me ill call him i don't know how long i'll be out of contact for." peyton said keeping it short

"peyton." Jason spat out in a tone that made peyton listen harder.

"what?" peyton sighed leaning back until her back hit the bed.

"don't, OK just don't. come back home and be with me, im sorry ok just don't do this."

"im sorry." peyton said hanging up the phone tears sliding down her cheeks her legs shaking making it harder for her to walk to the bathroom. grabbing one of the complementary razors from the counter peyton made 3 long cuts across her left wrist making beads of blood slide around her wrist crashing into the tub making a pool. once peyton started to feel dizzy she grabbed the hand cloths from the floor wrapping it tight around her wrist turning on the tubs taps making sure to wash away the blood.

taking the bandage off her wrist peyton walked over to the full leanth mirror hanging from the wall accessing herself. she was wearing one of the black mini skirts that Caleb packed for her that bearly covered her ass along with a dark purple see threw shirt with a black bando underneath.

(PS a bando is like a strapless bra made out of like a shirt material)

looking over at the wall clock peyton decided 9:27 was close enough to 10PM so she put on some black heels and headed for the door.

(AT JASON'S HOUSE)

"im sorry." peyton whispered handing up the phone.

"SON OF A BITCH" Jason yelled punching the wall in front of him leaving a large hole.

"what the fuck." tim said coming into Jason's room noticing that his knuckles were bleeding. "peyton." tim guessed a second later.

Jason nodded sitting on the edge of him bed putting his head in his hands.

"if anything happens to her." Jason growled.

"peyton's a tough girl she knows what she's doing, she puts up with all of us doesn't she." tim said his lips turning up in a half smile.

(with peyton)

the floor of the club shook from the beat of the music as peyton entered giving her pale jacket to the guy by the door.

after a quick look peyton decided that the guys weren't here yet so peyton walked over to the bar ordering a double shot peyton felt a pair of warm hands slide around her waist pulling her back against a strong chest.

"its a pleasure seeing you again." a deep voice spoke lips to peyton's ear making her shutter.

Turing around peyton found herself pressed against nick pova the leader, he was holding her so that her body was pressed against his no space in between.

"your not one for subtleties are you?" peyton asked leaning back onto the bar making a little space between them.

peyton watched as nick check her out head to toe his eyes stopped and lingered on her boobs and legs before coming back up to look at her face. smirking at peyton

"its not in my nature." nick said his voice deep and sexy.

peyton rolled her eye in her mind before pushing herself off the bar walking around nick.

"you comin?" peyton said using her tease voice walking onto the dance floor.

nick followed behind peyton making sure not to lose distance taking peyton's waist stopping her to pull her against him. peyton and nick moved to the music grinding into each other nick was breathing heavy as he leaned down to peyton's ear nick groaned kissing just under peyton's ear before puling away keeping peyton's ass tight to his crotch moving with her.