Inevitable
tense fist a little and
when I got a text from Jason I thought I might finally be able to
stand being in the same room without feeling the overwhelming urge
to kill him again.
    Sorry man. There’s something goin on with u and Dora whether u
admit it or not. I’ll back off. K? Now stop being a douche and meet
me at Wayne’s place in 20.
    I let out an
involuntary growl that I was glad no one was around to hear.
    Whatever. C U
in 20.
    After hitting send I pulled o ut of the lot and began the ten-minute
drive to Wayne’s.
     
    I was
buzzed into the grounds surrounding Wayne’s parent’s house – they
were in Barbados for a month. The long drive was trimmed with palm
trees decorated with twinkling fairy lights and I was sure this was
either a touch added by his older sister Wendy, or we were all in
for a ‘coming out’ party. I put the Lambo in park, adding onto a
row of at least twelve other cars, and climbed out to light a
cigarette whilst I waited for Jason.
    “ There you are, baby!”
    Oh fuck off,
Keeya.
    “ Where’ve you been I’ve been texting you all day,” she beamed,
snaking her arms around my waist.
    I know. Take
the hint you thick bitch.
    “ Sorry, babe, my cell died. Not got round to charging it
yet.”
    I prized her arms off me, giving my lungs room to absorb
the delicious nicotine. In that moment I saw Lori approaching. She
was linking arms with Maddie who looked fucking amazing in a short
black dress with a deep v at the front and a silver belt hugging
her tiny little waist. Somehow the sight of her even fifteen feet
away made me hard and I was so pissed off with myself I did what I always do
to distract myself from her - I shoved my tongue so far down
Keeya’s throat I almost made her gag.
    I’m such a
dick.
    “ Wow, looks like Momma ’s been working extra hard this week,” Keeya
snickered loud enough to make damn sure Maddie heard her as she
weighed up her outfit.
    “ Why are you such a god damn bitch?” I snapped, causing Keeya
to don her puppy dog eyes.
    “ Oh come on, baby, her mom’s a whore! Why are you being so
touchy?”
    “ Screw you, Keeya. I’ve had enough of your
bullshit.”
    “ What! Are you breaking up with me?” she asked
incredulously.
    “ There’s nothing to break up. You were just around to pass some time.
Now I’m bored, so fuck off.”
    “ Blaine wait!” she called after me as I turned to go off in
search of Jason. “Are you screwing her or something?” she yelled,
causing our fellow partygoers to hone in on the spectacle she was
making of herself. “Blaine!” By now I was so far away her howls
were a mere whisper.
     
    “ What-”
    “ I need a beer,” I snapped, pushing past Jason by the pool and
stalking into the house, straight to the line up of
kegs.
    Jason followed
me and from the expression on his face I could tell he was about to
spout some brotherly advice crap.
    “ Don’t wanna hear it,” I said before he had chance to breathe a
single word. He raised his hands in front of him and closed his
mouth again.
    Nirvana’s ‘In Bloom’ resonated in the air as I filled two plastic
cups with beer and passed one to Jason. Then we headed outside and
claimed two recliners by the pool where we started the process of
drinking ourselves into an oblivion. Over the course of the next
hour I had to fight off three different pissed and half-naked girls
who tried to drape themselves over me or sit on my knee. Eventually
I think people started to notice I was in no mood for company and
they started leaving me alone. Even Jason fucked off after a
while.
    I’d almost drank to the point where the only thing I could
focus on was the fact the house seemed to be moving from side to
side but then Lori came bursting outside dragging a giggling Maddie
behind her ,
sobering me instantly. Her rich brown eyes seemed to dart straight
to mine before quickly snatching themselves away. The sight of her
made my body stiffen – and I mean my whole body.
    I huffed
loudly into

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