Stay: Odd Jobs #1 by Alexander AJ

Author:Alexander, AJ
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

15

ADDISON

It’s dark and smoky in the nightclub that Heather decides to bring me to. When I finally gave in to her begging for me to come out tonight my only request was that we go somewhere I had no chance of running into Cole. It’s only been a little over a month but I don’t want to take any chances. After the conversation with my dad, I couldn’t trust myself not to fall into Cole’s arms and let him have his way with me. It’d be nice to forget all the crap going on in my life, but I’d have the same troubles the next morning.

The bass of the music bounces off the walls, it should be setting the mood but, in all honesty, it’s making my head hurt. I head over to the bar. The only way I’m going to get through the rest of tonight is with alcohol.

“Two more shots of tequila and keep’em coming,” I shout over the bar to the bartender.

“You’ve been pounding them back tonight, sure you want another?”

“Take my money and give me my drinks. This is pretty much the only way I’m going to make it through tonight,” I slur as I lean against the bar.

I know I’m being a stick in the mud, but how can anyone think or even talk over this music?

“Why aren’t you dancing?” the bartender asks as he places my shots in front of me.

“If you call the body humping dancing, that’s not my thing. I like to know someone before they get intimately acquainted with my body parts.” I slam back my shot and place the first glass back onto the bar. Before I even have a chance to get to the second, Heather slides up next to me and grabs it. Throwing it back before I can even process what happened.

“Bitch, that was mine!” I shout, well at least I think I did. I can barely hear myself think at this point.

“First, I was thirsty. Second, you’re barely keeping yourself up at this point. You're cut off.”

Heather wraps her arm through mine and pays our bar tab. “Time to go home, drunkie. If you puke, I’m going to kill you. I. DO. NOT. DO. PUKE.”

I stick my tongue out at her as she leads me toward the front door to call an Uber. As we wait for our ride, my phone vibrates in my pocket. It takes a lot more effort than it should to get it out and unlock my screen. Heather may have something when she says I’m drunk. As I stare at the screen, I’m met with Cole’s gorgeous smiling face.

“Why! Just why does he have to be so perfect!” I shove my phone into Heather’s face but notice she’s also on the phone. “Who could possibly be more important than me and my issues. I wanna sing like a chorus of angels again! You should be helping me, not talking to whoever this is.”

Before she has a chance to stop me, I snatch the phone out of her hand.

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