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The Second chance at love

Chapter 4 Mr stranger

Word Count: 1342    |    Released on: 17/09/2024

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und my waist so tight that my aching heart stopped for a second and beat. The first

you want to d

I told myself not to be disappointed. I was here to forget that jerk not expect h

a damsel i

act that it felt like I was looking at something metal. Every part of him was so strong

that perfect or was I only imagining things? I flipped the thought away. I did not

ere made just for each other. He was holding me tight against himself for two reasons; one, to keep me on my feet becau

han I could think. I blamed it on the alcohol. It h

ng us through the dance floor like it too was another extensions of ourselves. I was sure that

rid me of all the thoughts I wanted to be rid of. I no longer thought of him or her (I refuse t

id

ully and I was lost in the rhythm and bass. Here in this chaos

s ha

from my waist. Our chest no longer touched and the ache in my heart retur

ressing myself against him because

rds rolled out of my mouth. The three w

salivas. Pushing ourselves through a narrow hallway with flickering light

air. My breath came out in short gasps – when I had the time to breath – everythi

om of the club before I coul

I was fas

bed no doubt. I also registered the whirring sound of an old air conditioner – which must be what had pulled me out of my

I saw Raymond, laying beside me, watching me sleep as he used t

off the bed. Like cold water, it hit me. Everything came bac

h lingering on my skin, the gnawing emptiness that had returned

I did not need her to chastise me. My con

inking? My clothes were everywhere around the room and it took me about ten minutes to go around and pick them

r but that did not help, instead, i

et out of her

The stranger was nowhere to be seen, and a part o

minded myself. Last ni

that the party was over and everyone was gone, everything looked so foreign, so... Out of p

e curiously. "You are up." He commented as if I

shook my head. "No, hold on. On a second thought, I don't want to

y and messy stall. Bottles littered the floor, used and unus

hanging out in a piss hole? I cursed under my breath, ignoring both t

y throat now felt like an itch and I 'knew' that something

as I could. Dig into every memories I had but I found nothing and

uneasy. I needed to move. To run away. Ev

nder my breath as I

was close. I knew it as s

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