To Reach

Chapter Twenty-One- I'm A Mess Part II

I messed up this time, late last night

            His mouth assaulted hers as soon as her words registered in his mind. The kiss was brutal; no mercy was shown as he poured all his mangled feelings into her through their lip lock. He growled as he felt her submit to him, her small hands gripping his shirt to hold onto him as his right hand pressed her body closer to him. His left hand was in her hair while his right hand was grabbing her butt through the material of her tiny dress.

“Fucking hell, what you do to me, woman,” Harry hissed, finally pulling himself away from her mouth.

“Are you done with business or do you need to get back to Zayn and Liam?” Sabella questioned, gaining her wits as she took air into her lungs.

“I still have to finish up business. You took me away from it with your silent summons, mix,” Harry teased, moving his hips in time with the music.

“I think Zayn and Liam have their heads away from businesses, as well, my love,” Sabella stated, her eyes on the two men with their women.

“I guess we can continue to dance for just a bit longer before bursting their bubbles,” Harry replied, securing both hands at her waist.

Drinking to suppress devotion

“Arabella, have you picked a side in this triangle now?” Liam asked, his eyes on the dancing couple.

“Yes, I’m Team Sabella. She keeps ripping herself apart to try and please everyone when life isn’t about that. She’s so young and doesn’t need any more stress than she has already taken upon herself with school and running this gang. I think she’s made her final choice and that this will be the time where we need to hold fast to our loyalties.” Arabella responded grinning at Liam before flicking her eyes to the couple in question.

            Mary nodded as she looked at the couple dancing before throwing back a blow job shot. Zayn swallowed his mouthful of beer while studying Liam’s face. Liam finally turned his attention back to his table. He caught Zayn’s eyes and nodded, sipping his own beer.

“I just want this sick cycle carousel to stop. I want finality, whoever she may choose. I want peace, happiness, and for our group to heal. We’ve dealt with so much lately, lost so much; we don’t need any more shit. We need to heal, to grow, and fucking live. “Zayn stated to the table before movement caught his eyes; Sabella and Harry were walking towards them.

“From my scanning, this club is such a wicked success. This was definitely a great investment. I only find minor changes we need to make as far as the business end goes.” Sabella spoke, taking a seat next to Zayn as Harry sat to her left next to Liam.

“I see a current change. That male bartender looks to be slipping some shit into drinks and that just isn’t okay.” Zayn pointed out, nodding his head to the red headed male currently attending the bar.

“Looks like that needs to be attended to before anything Sabella’s thinking of. I’ll go deal with that now.” Harry sighed, preparing to stand before he felt Liam’s hand on his shoulder.

“Mate, let me handle this. You just stay here. Mary, love, come with me.” Liam said, reaching out his hand to Mary.

            The table watched as Liam and Mary made their way to the bar. They noted Liam asked the bartender to step away before, what they assumed, firing him. The bartender stormed out, leaving the bar with only one bartender to manage the entire club.

“Well, it looks like we have some changes that need to be handled. I guess I know what I’m doing tomorrow.” Harry groaned, rubbing his temples.