Today was a rough day. The college hours are just getting longer every day.
I walk out of the building elevator to my apartment floor. I just need a cup of coffee or two. I unlock the door and it swings open. The unlit apartment with the wide open blinds. Perfect, Ethan is not here.
I take off my coat and hang it on the coat rack. I flip the light switch. When I turn to face the living room I jump. Indra sits there with her phone in her hand and she doesn't even look my way. "Um... hello?" I ask curiously.
She knows Ethan is not here today and how did she get in? She suddenly stands up walking over to me.
"I need your help." I can hear the panic in her voice as she comes closer making my heart hammer against my chest. I can even hear my pulse, which sounds weird.
I look down at her. She changed out of her black dress, but kept her Converse on. "With what?" I ask.
"Ethan. I want to break up with Ethan. It's about time and I need someone to come with me so I don't give in to his pouting and begging. I also don't know what he would do if I went alone, I thought if I come here you would help me. Are you in?" She spoke so fast that I didn't catch on all the words, but I got the basics. "How did you get in here?" I ask instead of answering her question.
"The key under the mat, you should probably hide that better because a thief could break into here. It's not like there is much to take anyways. Are you in?" She asks once more.
"Weren't you breaking up with him a week ago?" I answer her question with another question. She scoffs, placing her hands on her hips. "Didn't work out. Are you in?" This sounds like a bad idea and I don't have a good feeling about this. I stare directly at her eyes. "I'm so in."
Without hesitation, she grabs my hand and pulls me out of the apartment. "It's raining, you need a coat," I say.
"Fuck it. I get hypothermia so be it." She is really motivated right now. "Well, I don't want hypothermia." She lets go of my hand and I quickly grab my coat and lock the apartment.
She takes my hand once more dragging me out of the apartment building. I don't even know where we are going, but she knows. I could have dug my feet into the ground and there would be no way of her pulling me but for her. I would do anything.
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We have been walking for about 15 minutes to god knows where we are not far from campus. I wanted to drive, but she was so determined to walk there. I asked her multiple times where are we going, but not once did she respond. She didn't even look at me.
We finally stop walking right in front of a brightly lit bar. Fill with some students I notice from campus, adults, and clearly underage teenagers. How in the hell did they get in here?
I look over to Indra who stares blankly through the window. "Do you know where he is?" I ask her. Without even looking at me she shrugs a single shoulder.
"Yep." She mumbles under her breath. Not taking my eyes off her as she searches the entire bar. Just looking at her brings a smile to my face because I love her. And one day I'll make her fall in love with me. Fall in love with everything right and wrong about me. Suddenly her entire face drops. A frown forms on my face when I look at what she stares at.
It's Ethan kissing a blonde girl. The same blonde girl I saw at my apartment and the party. His hand on her thigh and her hands on his neck.
It's Catherine. Her roommate is with her boyfriend.
"Fucking bitch!" I turn my direction back to her. She stands up straight. When they pull away he notices her through the window and his face washes with guilt. He quickly gets off the bar stool grabs his suit jacket and walks through the crowd.
She goes to walk away before I hear the bell ring when the bar door opens. "Indra!" Ethan screams running after her. "Indra, wait!" She ignores him and keeps walking. He gets a hold of her wrist making her turn around. She doesn't look at him but at her wrist.
"Please it's not what it looks like." His words make me laugh slightly. "Not what it looks like?" I tease him and he snaps his head towards me. Giving me a death glare so I stare back. "Luke? You brought Luke!" He screams out.
"Hey, bitch." This is the exact reason why Indra shouldn't have brought me. "Whatever, listen I'm sorry. I swear it means nothing." His story makes no sense, but by the look on her face, she's not even listening to him. She pulls her arm away and turns around again trying to walk away.
I shortly follow her, I can hear Ethan walking behind us. "Indra, please wait! Let me explain-"
"Shut the fuck up, Ethan!" She stops facing him with nothing but pure rage in her eyes. "Who the fuck do you think you are, cheating on me?" She asks him, her smile growing as she takes a step closer. "You think there's a woman alive who's better than me? I am the best thing that's ever happened to you and you're going to regret this for the rest of your life." She yells at him. "Look I am so-"
"Fuck off Ethan! Go back to your girlfriend!" She casually says and turns back. Walking in the opposite direction.
"Indra please-" He pleads for her to listen. He tries to grab her, but I pull him away. "Don't you fucking touch her!" He stumbles at least seven steps back. I look down at him, my jaw tensed as I hold back the urge to break every bone in his body for touching what's mine.
"You guys going to get it on or can I get going?" I hear Indra ask as I take a step back. Ethan tries speaking again, but Indra flips him off before walking away.
"Luke! Come on!" I didn't even realize that I hadn't moved. I quickly jog over to her, slowing down when I am next to her.
We have walked past at least three blocks now. We haven't said a word to each other. Haven't shared a glance, but I can't look anywhere else. Her arms are crossed over her chest as she shivers from the cold. I did tell her to wear a coat. "Indra wait." I stop in my tracks and so does she.
She is looking directly at me. I can feel butterflies in my stomach. I take off my black coat and place it over her shoulders, she hesitates at first. "No Luke." Pushing me away.
"You are going to get cold." She shakes her head when I force it onto her. She accepts, slipping her hands through the sleeves. The coat usually drapes above my thigh, but for her, it stops just below her knee and the sleeves are longer.
"I'm sorry Indra. If there is anything I can do, just say it." When it comes to comforting people, I am not the best and this was the best thing I could think of.
"I mean you could kill Ethan." She chuckles. "I will be right back," I say turning away from her.
"What! No! I was joking!" She says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back. I am so vulnerable for her and her only. If she asked me to stab myself in the heart with a rusted knife. I would do it happily. This girl could say or do anything to hurt me and I would fall in love with her every time.
"So I shouldn't go kill him?" I ask her jokingly. She shakes her head with a smile on her face. I put a smile on her face. Me! I did it!
"I'm so sorry for what he did." I pull the arm that she has a tight grip on slightly, making her come closer to me. She wraps her arms around my torso. I jolt back at the sudden movements while she stays put. I was just pulling her closer, not expecting this. I have known Indra for three years, and not once in those three years has she hugged me.
Do I hug her back?
I wrap my arms around her and she squeezes the life out of me. "What's this for?" I ask her.
"I don't know, I needed a hug and you looked like you needed one too." It's quite random to just hug someone in the middle of New York, but hugging Indra in the middle of New York is a dream. Everything about her is a dream. "That and I am really cold." She hugs me tighter.
I take in her strong scent that turns me on. She's my heroine and I'm addicted to her. "Actually," she pulls away, placing her hand on my chest where she can most likely feel my heart beating. "There is something you could do."
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I stand in front of Ethan's prize possession. His Audi S5. Ever since he bought it he hasn't shut up about it. Every minute of every day I hear him mention his car. He's a wannabe Germany car guy while I am throughly breed JDM car guy. I've always enjoyed them.
When I was a teenager, JDM cars were all that was driven at Overdrive. You would see a German car every now and then, but they were extremely rare. The German car drivers were also never good and lost every single race which is why JDM drivers would fight to race them because they knew they would win loads of cash. The only German car racer who was almost impossible to beat was Alexandre who drove a BMW M3. It was never the car, but the way he drove the car.
I hear the sound of heels against the tar, glancing over my shoulder I see Indra wearing a pair of black platform heels. I admire how she specifically went back to her dorm to change her shoes for this. She notices my eyes on her and she tilts her head to the side before she stands beside me. "I can finally wear heels so I'm taking advantage of it." She smiles, trying to place her arm on my shoulder, however, I'm still too tall for her.
My gaze moves back to the car, taking in the beautiful blue color before I look left and right, searching for any eyes to be sure. I don't want any fatalities or witnesses. The parking lot is empty, though. It's just us two.
The stars dot the night sky, the polluted air tickling my nose as we take a moment before committing a crime. "Why are we doing this, Indra?" I ask her. She scoffs, rolling her eyes at me. "Because I want to."
Soon enough, I hand her the red gasoline can. "Thank you." She walks towards the car before she pauses. "I can't do this." She turns back to face me. I shoot her a look. "I'm studying law. If they find out that I did this, it could affect my record forever." Her shoulders drop before she walks back to me.
I feel a lump in my throat, and my heart pounds like it always does whenever I'm around her.
I stare at her for a moment, but her gaze isn't on me. Taking a few steps forwards, I take the gas can from her hand and walk towards the car. "Are you sure this isn't an impulsive thing?" I ask, raising the gas can. She thinks for a second, rethinking her decision.
Indra sighs before she grabs the can from me and empties it on his car. I keep my eyes peeled for anyone who isn't us. I smirk as I watch her smile grow like the entire bottle. I am not going to stop her.
She walks back to me, tossing her gas can aside. "I'm going to light up the sky." Her smile grows wider as she motions for my lighter. "Are you sure?" I ask her, holding my lighter back. "Never been so sure in my entire life." I sigh, handing her the lighter. She sparks the Zippo lighter before she launches it at the car and all it takes it a moment before the entire car catches a flame.
Indra's eyes glow when it catches a flame. Gosh, I would do anything for those eyes to look at me.
The fire makes its way down the car, burning the leather seats. It travels everywhere and the smell of burning tires is intense. A smirk forms on my face as the heat of the fire covers my face, and I close my eyes. The flames spit and hiss at us.
I look over at Indra, seeing her eyes shut before she turns to plant a peck on my cheek. My eyes go wide and my cheeks heat up when she giggles. Her arm hooks around mine as she places her head on my shoulder. "Let the bitch burn." She tells me before she suddenly stands up straight. Her arm moves down mine until it reaches my hand. She intertwines our fingers and I smile at her. "Come on, the night isn't over."
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My eyes trail all over the club to be sure that no one else has eyes on her. I'm sitting by the bar while she dances in the crowd. The music is loud and the lights are bright. Indra keeps her head high, taking quick sips of her drink.
I watch her intently. Bright green eyes and lush red lips, perfect skin, and tar black hair falling in loose waves down her back. Young, beautiful, and magnificent.
I like seeing her the way she is now. She's never smiled so much in one night. She keeps her hands down before she locks her gaze with mine. Sure I've seen many beautiful women in my life, but Indra does something to me. I come alive when I see her. My head tilts to the side and a small smirk grows on my face.
She soon disappears into the crowd. I grab my cigarettes out of my pocket, pulling one out. I place it between my lips and spark it with my lighter. I inhale the smoke, letting it enter my lungs. Blowing out the smoke, I feel a great sense of relief. "Boo!" I feel someone grab my shoulders.
My head turns to see Indra. Her arms wrap around my neck from behind before she whispers in my ear. "How about a few drinks?"
She looks over at the bartender and immediately grasps his attention. She orders a few shots and practically inhales them. Her face scrunches with the burn of the straight-up alcohol.
Indra's hand moves to the cigarette in mine. She takes a long drag, letting out puffs of smoke. Her gaze meets mine once again. My shoulder tensed and knots form in my stomach.
Indra takes the last shot from the table. "Lean back." She whispers in my ear. My eyebrow raises as she comes completely behind me. She takes hold of my jaw forcing me to lean back. She then places the shot glass in my mouth. "Hold it." I do what she asks as she holds my neck.
Her cold fingers sent shivers down my body. The alcohol in the shot spills a little on my face as she holds my face steady. She brings her mouth to mine, grabbing the shot glass in her mouth. I let go of the glass as she throws her head back allowing the liquid to fall into her mouth.
I bite my lips watching her. Bringing my head back up I lick my lips and smile at her. "Come with me." She grabs my jacket, forcing me to stand up.
I follow her into the crowd. She moves my arms to "help me" dance. My shoulder tense as I feel her hand travel up my arm. She laughs at everything and everyone.
I wish I could have her laugh recorded and I could listen to it every time. I'm so lost in my thoughts of her that I don't realize her bringing her lips to my cheek to place a peck.
"Thank you." She screams over the music. "For what?" My eyebrows furrow. "For being here." My heart skips a beat, leaving me speechless. My eyes move away from her to avoid doing anything stupid and moves around the crowd. I scan each person enjoying their time here until they land on a specific figure.
Ethan pushes people around, pulling girls and scanning their faces to see if they're Indra before he pushes them away. My body somehow reacts upon seeing him when I whisper down into her ear. "Ethan is here." Before she can say anything, I quickly bring my lips to hers, kissing her.
She doesn't stop. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, tugging me closer. She stands on her toes and I lean further down. A kiss is making every hair on my body stand. A kiss is making electricity run through my body. A kiss is making me melt. A kiss from her is the end of me.
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