chapter twenty-eight

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Sage's POV

The club was packed, to say the least. I guess because it was because it's a Friday, or maybe people are bored who knows? "Come on Sage hurry up" Well jeez getting out is not easy, stupid heals. I caught up to them finally, and we didn't even have to wait in line, that's what happens when you know the person who owns this place. "Shit my jacket"

"It's all good, you will end up getting hot" She is probably right, we found a table thank god in the VIP section. "I am going to get us some drinks" Well this will be fun.

"Hello sir, oh shit no way" I remember him "Sage I knew you would come back" This guy, get a load "I came with some of my friends, not the ones who ditched me we are not friends anymore but I found some or more like met them sort of, they're kinda like my sisters I guess" he just laughed

After ordering our drinks he said he would bring them up, now we wait. Lucia is 19 so technically she is not supposed to drink but I mean come on. "Here you go" I gave him a quick smile "Thank you-Kane" oh Em knows him too "Hello my darling" What the fuck. I downed those shots quickly, who knew I guess opposites attract.

"We are just friends, calm down" Yea okay Mrs.lier "More drinks" I intend to get shit-faced, graduation day is Sunday finally. All I can think about is my dad and how he won't be there. I know it's stupid, I have all these people coming and supporting me, but he won't be there. A lot of people don't understand, why am I like this? He was my best friend, he was my role model someone I looked up to. He helped me through my depression when I was in my teens, he was there for my first heartbreak and now he is gone. So more drinks.

"Let's go dancing" oh god "I should stay here, hold down the fort" I guess that's no, she practically dragged me down the stairs. We danced, Lucia found a cute guy. He was maybe 6'0 shorter than Marco. I wish he was here, loser is missing out. 

I was feeling myself, literally, I felt light, definitely not sober. I know my surroundings, I danced for a while, I started to get hot and decided to stop. Walking through the crowd of people, pushing through making back to our section.

I sat down, the alcohol hit a lot harder now that I wasn't moving. "You feeling okay?" I looked over to Em who was sipping on her drink "Yea I feel great" laying my head back on the cushion. "So you and Kane?" I smiled picking my head up, her face got flustered "We are friends" I laughed "I am not one for lies, the first night we met he told me about a women who he was strung on" The memories flooding my mind I laughed "Sometime it's worth the heart break" Em shot me smile "Fine, we are seeing each other, have been for a while" the smile that was plastered on my face was too good.

"Good, he's a great guy" I got up, getting a stretch in "I need more drinks" I have her a wink and walked towards the bar.  

"Kane surprise me" he turned around and whipped up something "Hello beautiful, what are doing here all by yourself" I looked over, he was maybe in his late 20's. Not my type. I didn't answer "No need to be rude sweetheart" his hand traveled up my shoulder, then down to my back.

"Pig, get your hands off of me" I took his hand and shoved it off. "Oh come on" He touched me again "I like girls who play hard to get" his hand was now on mine. I looked around, I smiled "unless you want to die I think you should not touch me" he laughed "You couldn't hurt me" downing my drink I looked at him.

I took his hand, pretended to give in. I put his hand on the table, looked at his finger, and slammed it. Breaking it. "You bitch" he got up and swung. Busted my lip, I stumbled back stupid heals falling on the ground. He took this opportunity to pick me up by my arm. "You come home with me my darling"

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