Page 3 of Undone By You

Fucking asshole.

Rose is sifting through my closet herself because none of my outfit options have been "slutty enough" . She pulls out a black spaghetti dress that has a layer of lace on the hem and over the cleavage area.

"Now THIS" she says with emphasis on the last word "you can catch something in" she laughs as she throws the garment onto my lap. I scoff as I hold it up "Are we going to a nightclub or am I handing in my application to a brothel?" I say as I quirk a brow at her.

Her smile is infectious, she shrugs and motions for me to start getting ready. I put the dress on, put on some extra eyeliner and false lashes, strap on some black heels to match, I've ironed my long black hair pin straight and decided to go for a pop of colour on my lips, I've always been told red lipstick brings out my eyes. I rub some shimmer oil on my legs and my chest, spray two squirts of Chanel No5 and call it done.

After a twenty minute drive we pull up to Vixon, there is a line outside halfway down the street and I sigh at the fact that I shouldn't have worn heels. We park across the street and make our way to the club.

"Tonyyy!" Rose shouts in her girlish voice, she's been using that tone to get whatever she wanted since she was 16. "How ya doing girl?" The bouncer hugs Rose and glances at me "And who do we have here?" The bouncer says as he wets his bottom lip and traces my body with his eyes.

"Tony, this is Coraline, Cora, this is Tony" Rose says while waving her hand over at me "Nice to meet you, princess" he says as he unbuckles the red rope to let us in and everyone in the line starts hollering.

"Settle down y'all! Or none of ya asses will get into this joint" Tony says.

We walk into the club and "under the influence" by Chris Brown is playing. "Why didn't we have to wait in line?" I askRose as I intertwine my arm in hers. "Tony is a friend" she says while looking at me with a mischievous smile.

"Rose Stirling, are you fucking the bouncer?" I ask her and she smiles and we both bellow out with racks of laughter. We walk over to the bar and order two G&T's with two slices of lemon each, Rose grabs my hand and pulls me to the dance floor where neon lights and fog are surrounding us.

We dance for what feels like hours, after our 5th drink I start closing my eyes and just let the music take me away.

Rose laughs and puts her hands on my hips and starts motioning me to the music, I giggle but stop as soon as I feel another pair of hands on me. I look up to see a man with a crisp white shirt and olive skin with sun kissed blonde hair and emerald green eyes looking down at me.

Rose smiles and winks at me as she leaves us and makes her way to the bar.

His hands are caressing my body and he is undressing me with his eyes. I'm not sure if it's because I haven't had sex in so long or if it's the constant supply of G&Ts and shots Rose keeps feeding me but.. I'm not mad at it. So I decided to lean into the situation.

"What's your name baby?" He asked me. I put on my sweetest smile and bat my eyes at him while guiding his hands to my hips. "It's Coraline, what's yours?" I toy with his silver hummingbird pendant around his neck and twirl it in my fingers while tugging him closer by it. He grabs my waist tighter and wets his bottom lip with his tongue.

"It's Evan" he says against my ear while breathing into my neck. The motion gives me goosebumps and makes my eyes flutter. "And you, Coraline, are looking good enough to eat right now"

I smile and lean into him, he cups my breast and slides his thumb over my nipple which sends shockwaves through myentire body. I feel a tingling between my legs and I can't help but slightly rub my thighs together at the pooling wetness between them.

The club is dark and the fog is surrounding us so nobody pays attention to us in our little bubble. I let a small whimper escape my lips as I close my eyes and feel his mouth on mine. In the distance, glass starts breaking and people are screaming, the music stops and we tear our lips away from each other and look over at the commotion to see that there's a fire that broke out.

Both of us look at each other with wide eyes and I hear Rose screaming my name "CORALINE!! WE GOTTA GO!! C'MON!!" she pushes her way through a panicking crowd of people to get to me.

The fire is spreading and making its way toward the bar. I grab Rose's hand as we fight our way through the crowd of people who are all scurrying to get out. We see Tony through the crowd and he has sweat dripping off his bald head and is screaming to everyone to get out "THIS PLACE IS GONNA BLOW FOLKS!! GET OUT!!!"

I look behind me for a split sending and I see a man about 6 '4 wearing a black hoodie with his hands in his pockets. I can't see his face but.. he's looking at me. He's staring right at me.

His stillness in the chaos is terrifying, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, my legs can't hold themselves as I see him smirk at me faintly.

I sit outside of Vixon with wide eyes and sweaty palms. I watch the building go up in flames and I flinch as windows shatter, he was here. The man who watches me. He did this. I have no idea what he wants with me. I sit on the sidewalk as I watch ambulances pull up in three's and inspect the people on the sidewalk.

A few people have been injured, one man has third degree burns on his face and another woman is clutching her leg and screaming in agony as the paramedics attend to her. What just happened? I'm still drunk off my ass and I find it hard to fully grip the weight of the situation.

"Let's go Cora, C'mon baby, you gotta get up" Rose says as she pulls me up by my hand. I stumble over my heels and I look back at the club engulfed in flames and take her hand as we head back to the car. I stumble into my house and I toss my bag on the sofa, I head to the kitchen and grab a glass from the shelf and fill it up with water and I chug it down before filling it up and repeating. What the fuck? I feel like I'm going crazy.

Why haven't I called the cops yet? Why haven't I told my brother or Rose about all of this? Will I be held accountable for the fire if I saw the man who started it and I didn't say anything? I mean it could have not been him.. but I know it was. This is too much to think about right now. I need to shower and I need to get to bed. My head will be killing me in the morning.

I climb the stairs and pull off my dress as I enter my bedroom, I start the shower and I throw my dress over my desk chair and I peel off my false lashes and remove my jewellery as I get ready for the shower. I stop in my tracks for a moment as I realise that he is probably watching me.

Can he see my bare breasts and my black lace thong? Will he watch me as I soap myself up in the shower? The thought crosses my mind and I'm overwhelmed with rage and I decide to play his little game.

That's what he seems to be doing, toying with me. Frightening me. I walk towards my bedroom window while keeping my breasts exposed and I peek out, I see nothing. I look around and I start cursing at myself at how stupid I must look right now.

Out of the corner of my eye I see something, I see him standing on the edge of the tree-line, I didn't notice him at first because he's dressed in all black. He has a motorcycle helmet on his head and I see a cell phone light up in his hand. My phone chimes.

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