You're not stubborn- Two door cinema club
Was this too sudden? I looked at Colton who's attention was altering around the scene. I pierced my lips together, looking away.
This was my life, my job. Oliver said so himself. I came here to work, not to build two way relationships or have one night stands. Neither did I come here to start a budding fight.
I avoided his look, trying not to think of him, yet I could feel sharp icicles shooting from his cold, blue eyes.
He gritted his teeth. What was going on in his mind? What would become of tonight?
I knew none of the matter, but all I knew was that tonight wasn't going to go as smoothly as I wanted.
Were we attracting a crowd? He wasn't hard to notice and had many girls swooning over him...maybe they were staring at me.
"You alright?" Colton asked. I flinched, halting his touch. He pulled me way from my trance, bringing me back down to earth. He cocked an eyebrow, causing me to flush. He looked up, narrowing his eyes as it fell on another.
"Is anything bothering you, Agatha?" He asked, searching for my eyes. I faked a smile, kneeling my elbows on the table, placing my head inbetween. Not that he as believing any of the crap I was pulling.
"Want me to sort him out?" He questioned, getting up. He took off his jacket, gently resting it on the chair beside me. He looked at me one last time before displaying a short, but genuine smile. I widened my eyes, reaching my hands out for him, but it was too late.
"Colton!" I slid off the chair, just missing him. I seemed to be in the air for only two seconds, yet it felt like forever. When would I hit the ground? Black out and escape from a brewing chaos?
"Little lady!" Keg grabbed my little wrists, pulling me up. I pulled away, feeling the awkward sensation. He sighed before turning away and facing the other way.
"Thanks..." I walked away from him, following Colton, but was pulled back by strong arms. I squealed, colliding with the door and falling right into the janitors closet.
I looked up, staring at Oliver. Why was he here? He didn't dare look at me, but kept a wary face. "What are you doing?!" I screamed, getting up.
He swatting my hands away, bushing me into a broom. I cringed, squeaking as a nail managed to trail down my back.
"Don't talk to me, Little-Miss-Slut..." He mumbled before jiggling keys around. I watched him in silence, not bothered to say a single word.
He shut the door, leaving me dumb-founded. I gaped, jiggling the handle on and on. I pounded on the door. I wasn't afraid to break the door open, not at all.
"Open the damn door, Oliver!" I cried, throwing my hands up in the air. I banged at the door, aiming my bad foot at it. I hissed, turning around. I waited for the pain to leave before I slumped onto the ground.
Little-Miss-Slut... What did he mean by that? Honestly, I don't blame him for looking up for his friend, but what happened between Tedros and I was none and never will be his business.
I wouldn't have had this fight if he just took him to the AA again. He told me he went once, but once isn't enough. Going one time won't magically make him a new person.
Tedros said it was my fault that he started drinking and smoking. I recalled the tiny incident which happened in the car as he tried to convince me not to bug him about his previous words.
How could it ever be my fault? He made the choice to drink and smoke for whoever knows why. All I know is that his problems now have nothing to do with me.
Suddenly, my calm feeling was consumed by the tension that was building up in my mind. I cringed, my breathing becoming heavier as I crouched into a ball.
My upper lip was perspiring as I tried to make a movement, but my body thought otherwise. My palms became sweaty from the effort to stay calm.
I heaved as all the energy I had in my body was squeezed out, leaving me helpless. I could feel my skin tighten and burn, chocking me.
I sighed, trying to regain control over my body once again for my brain was disconnecting all the instructions I was firing at my body.
"Colton?" I whispered. My voice was dry and wary, drained from life. I sniffled, closing my eyes as the walls started to close in on me.
There was a silent pause. "Yes?" This wasn't Colton's voice though, it was a different person. Someone who I recognized.
He never left in the first place, He was waiting. "Get me out..." I rasped. There was another pause before another sound was made.
He grunted, probably getting up. Unlocking the door, I fell out, facing him. His look hadn't changed though.
"What did you mean, Oliver?" I asked, watching him forrow his eyebrows. "Come again?" I opened my mouth to speak again, but the glare he gave me closed it.
I scanned the room for Colton, looking at his half empty glass. "Where is he?" I asked, scanning the whole place.
He shoved his phone into his pocket before staring at me, quite uneasy. He licked his lips before opening his mouth to speak. "Listen, Little Lady," I nodded, gesturing him to speak. "I think it's best if you stay away from your new boy toy."
I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Tedros told me himself! He doesn't love me, so I shouldn't be waiting for something that will never happen!"
He ran his fingers through his hair. "You and Colton are a thing?" He asked. I shook my head, listening to a sudden sigh come out of his mouth. "Thank goodness..."
I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. "That's not the point anyway. Where is Colton?" Oliver sighed, biting his lip before shrugging.
"Actually, Little Lady. He left. But if you need a lift, Tedros and I can take you anywhere you want." I groaned, throwing my hands up in the air. "Thanks for giving me a place to crash for the night, but I've got a job now-"
I squealed as I was pulled away by cold hands. I sighed, staring into dark eyes. "Like now." He pushed me onto the stage, knocking my cat ears off.
I stared awkwardly at the men. None were younger than me by the looks of it and they must be pretty hungry if they were willing to actually watch me.
I plastered a fake smile, waving at them with a fake 'Queen' wave. "Hello, boys." I cooed in a low, husky voice, catching them off guard already.
Oliver watched from the side, anger boiling inside of him. "You've got to get her off!" He whispered to Keg. He shook his head, folding his arms. "She has a gig."
I walked towards the poll, my black heels clicking on the ground. I grabbed it, swinging myself the other way.
"You guys are in for quite a treat..." I faked a smile again, catching them off guard for the forth time in only a minute.
Did I feel comfortable in this? No I didn't, but right now I had no choice. Would I go out for another job if I could? Any day.
I swayed my hips as music began to play, getting into my groove. I sighed, hands high as they hung around the poll.
"Hey!" Someone called from the back. I turned around, facing Oliver who was already fuming. "We're out!" He stormed to the stage, signalling the music to stop.
"Oliver..." I growled, shooing him away. "You have way more problems than money at the moment, so come with me." He grabbed my thighs, pulling me over his shoulders before running out of the door.
"What the flip!" I growled, crawling off his back. "Agatha, I don't know, neither do I give a flying pig. In!" He pointed to his car, ordering me in.
I sighed in frustration before turning my head. I stared at the two figures who were fighting by the rink.
"Drunk heads." I grumbled before climbing into the car. "Listen, Little Lady. I'm only doing this because I care for you." He started the car. I rolled my eyes, turning to him since I was in the passengers seat. "Please don't lie to me, Oliver. All you care about is Tedros' feelings."
He chuckled, shaking his head before leaving the road and facing me. "That may be true, but I'm pretty sure about my decisions on this Colton guy."
I sighed, rolling my eyes. Maybe he was right, they pretty much know everyone who goes to The Gorilla Pit. "Tell me about-woah!"
I lunged for the door, unlocking the door as I ran towards the right. "Agatha!" Oliver shouted, parking his car right in the middle of the road.
He jumped out, following me, but he stopped when he realised what was going on.
"Tedros, stop!" I yelled,pushing him off. I stared at his icy blue eyes, which were filled with hate and fury. He pushed me off, onto broken shards of glass. I cringed, rubbing myself as I got up.
I ran towards Colton who was kneeling on the ground, one hand shielding his nose which Tedros probably bloodied.
Pulling him into a hug, I hugged him, suprised as he hugged me back. I stared at Tedros, shaking my head with shame.
He stood for a while, before turning around and walking away from the scene.
"Not so fast!" Someone called from behind. I sighed, detatching myself from Colton and turning around. Who was this person and what did he want?
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