Page 14 of Broken Pieces
It gets quieter the deeper into the house we go and I feel like I should be nervous, but all I feel is warm and lightheaded.
We stop outside a door and as James opens it he smiles down at me. “You’re so cute.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and I swear he’s about to kiss me.
My stomach tells me that’s a bad idea and I look away before I throw up on him.
Why did I drink so much?
I should quit while I’m somewhat ahead. I start to turn away, but I’m pulled inside the room with him.
“Is this your place?” Ilook around the space confused.If this is his house, surely he would have mentioned that?
“Nah, it's Owen's place, his parents are out of town for the weekend. He lets me use the guest rooms whenever he's throwing a party.”
Oh, that's right. This is Chloe's boyfriend's place.
Wait.
How many girls has James done this with?
As soon as I take another step, my vision goes blurry. I swear the room just flipped and the carpet is now on the ceiling.Oh God, please don’t throw up, please don’t throw up.
“Shit, are you okay? You really can’t handle your drink. I’ll have to remember that.”
I’m moved to something soft. A bed, I think. Everything feels wrong. Even my skin doesn’t feel right.
“I want to go home.” My tongue feels thick and dry in my mouth.
“I’ll take you home, after.”
After what?
“No, I need to—” I try to get up, but there’s a firm hand on my leg keeping me pinned down. Another hand travels to my waist, squeezing me firmly. Then I feel something unpleasant on my neck, something warm and wet.
Blindly, I push my arms out, but I can't move the weight of James off me. My head spins again and I feel like I'm going to pass out.
I close my eyes and when I open them, James is sat at the foot of the bed.
His phone is in his hand and my skirt is rolled up over my hips. I quickly yank it down, thankfully feeling that my underwear is still on and dry.
"Did we?"
James raisesan eyebrow and smiles smugly at me, making my stomach drop.
Sliding his phone into his pocket, he starts to crawl back up to me. "Not yet. I was hoping you'd wake up, sleepy girls aren't half as fun as the feisty ones and I know you're going to give me a good time, aren't you?"
I shake my head. “I really don't feel good. I need to leave.”
Slipping away from him, I fumble around in my purse for my phone and repeatedly tap the screen, trying to unlock it.
“I can take you home,” James quickly says, coming up behind me and spinning me around.
His hands are on me again, holding my hips tight as he presses me to the door. “Just don’t say anything to your brothers about this, okay? Look, I’ll text my dad right now, he’ll come pick us up and I’ll get you home. We can still enjoy ourselves while we wait.” His eyes are wide like he’s frightened about something, but it’s not enough to make the erection in his pants go away. The one that is currently rubbing on my thigh.
“Violet?!” A thunderous voice shouts from nearby. I look around not sure where it came from and James looks down at my phone as he steps away from me.
“Maddox?” I ask, then I move the phone to my ear and ask again. “Maddox? Where are you?”
“Where the hell areyou?” He roars down the phone and I hold it away from my ear.