Don't Let Go

Kacey Anderson has had a rough ride. Her whole life has been filled with sadness and heartbreak. With most of her family dying in a car crash, she has been forced to grow up independently. Some say that's good, but with no one to love her, who will she be able to fall back on? She thinks her life can't get any worse when she meets the definition of beauty, Quinn. They are everything to one another, but will Kacey end up losing him like everyone else she loves?


3. The Beginning

He started walking my way and girls were giving all of us death glares and one even stuck up her middle finger which made me glare back at her. Jeez, what some girls would do just to sleep with a guy for one night. I however, had some other intentions.

Once he got to our table, he flashed a bit of his white smile at us. "So, how are all of you ladies?" He said it in a polite way, which made me wonder what he was doing at a club like this. "Um, we're fine. Why don't you sit down?" Pepper patted the space next to her. He sat down right across from me and i found myself gazing into his eyes once again. I shook my head and gulped down the rest of my drink. I needed to steel myself. I know his type, gorgeous but jerks. I wasn't planning on falling for him.

"I'm gonna go get another drink. Be right back." I stood up and walked over to the bar, careful not to step on my dress. After I ordered, a beautiful blond with a short black dress walked up to me and slammed her empty glass on the counter. She glared at me and said, "Stay. Away."

"Don't you think you've had one too many-" She cut me off

"Listen, are you going to do what I say or not? I can do some pretty nasty things if I don't get want I want. He's mine." She stood up and walked away, swaying her hips. Should I stay away, or not? I knew that I should just let her have him, but I couldn't help but want to see her suffer. Plus, I wouldn't mind if that involved me...well, doing certain things. So, I chose the obvious option. Get another drink, and another, and another.

Pretty soon my head was spinning and I was seeing double. I hadn't been this drunk ever. I walked back to my table, or more dragged myself there and plopped down back in my seat. Quinn was still there across from me, but he was a blur. The only thing I saw were his eyes. "Hey, Kacey. You okay?" Ally asked. I tried to tell her I was fine but it came out as some kind of groan. I was seriously drunk. That's when it hit me. I stared back into Quinn's eyes and this time I wondered how I had never noticed how attractive he was, oh wait, I had. I was just trying not to fall for him. All of a sudden, it didn't sound like such a good idea. I mean, who cares if we had sex and then never spoke again? People do that all the time. Kacey, the good girl. Kacey, never does anything stupid. Kacey, the girl who always listens to what's rational. Why couldn't I be the bad girl for once? That decided it. I stood up and pulled Quinn out of his chair. "I talk to you...for a second." I pulled him out into the alley and pushed him against a wall. He wasn't resisting but I could feel that he was tense. I started kissing him on mouth, hard. I moved down to his collarbone and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pressed myself against him, he just got tenser and tenser. "Listen, you seem like a nice person and all, but your really drunk and you probably won't remember this tomorrow. I'm not the kind of guy that takes advantage of girls." I just kissed him harder. My hands slid down his back, my fingers feeling every single muscle in his body. He pried my hands off of him and carried me, bridal style. "Uhhhhhh." I moaned. I was so drunk I could barely speak. He carried me down the alley and down a couple streets. I had no idea where we were going, but eventually I fell asleep, only to be woken to puke on a lamppost. Eventually, my eyes fluttered and then shut, and I fell into a deep sleep.


I woke up the next morning in a strange room, in a strange bed. My head was pounding so hard that I covered my ears to block out the sound. Sadly, it didn't help. I looked around the room, although there was much to see. It had plain white walls, a closet and desk and of course, the bed. The only thing that didn't make it look like a hotel room, was the picture on the nightstand. There was a beautiful woman sitting on a bench laughing. She had laugh-lines around her eyes and perfect smile. She looked to be in her mid-forties and she was sitting next to an old man, presumably her father, and a young boy who looked familiar. They were all laughing with her. The boy was Quinn! I threw off the comforter and to my relief, my clothes were still on and my shoes were sitting next to the bed. I guess that after I got drunk at the bar, he took me to his house. Anyways, where was he?

I left the bedroom and went through the kitchen and the dining room until I came to the living room, where there were sheets on the couch. I smiled at the fact that maybe he was really a gentleman, maybe I had judged him too harshly. I searched the whole house until I finally went into the bathroom only to discover that my makeup had smeared all over my face. It took a few minutes, but eventually I washed it all off. I went back to the living room where I found that the window was left open. I went over to close it, as it was freezing outside. I poked my head out the window and grabbed the handle. I pulled the window towards me and hit my head on something. It was a latter, leading upwards. I climbed it all the way to the top, which was in fact a little scary.

There he was, leaning back on his elbows, staring at the sky. "Hey! You found me!" He sensed my presence. I sat down beside him. "It's freezing. How can you stand to be out here. He reached out until his hand was on my chin, and I once again stared into his stunning green eyes. He tilted my head up and to the side and that's when I saw the sunrise. A little bit of the sun was peaking out from the horizon. I imagined what it would be like to be the sun. Every morning it comes up from the ground, surrounded by the most beautiful colors known to man. Well, every color except Quinn's eyes.

Even though the sun is 90 million miles away, it would still be beautiful, even from that far away. "So, what happened? I kind of blanked out. " I squinted at him.

"Well, you acted like a drunk person. I sat down, you went to get a drink...or 20. You come back eventually and drag me to an alley where you push me up against a wall, and well, try to rape me," my face turned almost as red as the sun at that part, "Not that I minded it. It's just that I don't feel right taking advantage of girls. And also I want them to be fully sober to experience the awesomeness that kissing me makes a woman feel." I rolled my eyes. "Then I carried you back to my place, the whole time you were either sleeping or puking. Then I set you down in my bed and you went out like a light."

"Thanks for the de-brief." We sat in silence for a few minutes before he spoke up.

"Can I ask you something?"


"How would you like to go on an actual date with me?" I smiled and looked at him.

"I'll think about it."

"Ahhh. The cliché 'hard to get'." I smirked.

"Fine. Give me your number and I'll call you." he gave me his number and we said our goodbyes. I left with a giddy feeling in my stomach and a skip in my step.


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