I remember kisses being so meaningless. I remember just wanting to give them up to anyone since it was shown so much on TV. We wanted one so bad it didn't matter who we gave them to. Now...there just as precious as a soft kiss to the neck. As you get older you start to realize how fragile our bodies are. How much hey actually mean.
You can't just give yourself to anyone anymore. Well for the most part...I can't. But just being in bed with Luke felt right. It meant more than laying next to Michael. It felt like love. Maybe I'm jumping ahead of myself but, how can this all feel so good. So precious. More than a soft kiss to the lips and to the neck. More than pleasure.
Luke drove me to work that day. He sat down at the bar and talked to Calum. Every time I set foot in his sight he looked to me and smiled. He stared at me with his sweet loving ayes and my reaction was always me blushing. I liked the way he looked at me. As if he was seeing me for thee first time each new moment he looked my way.
I picked up the empty beer glasses on each table and placed them onto the tray. I kept glancing at Luke to see him still continuing to stare at me. I giggled and took the tray into the kitchen. Charlotte was sitting in front of the open window where the cooks would pass food to the waitresses.
She had a bottle of wine sitting in her hand. She was staring at me the entire time I knew she was by the look on her face.
"You guys are disgusting." She said. She looked disgusted yet pleased at the same time. He gulped down some wine and tossed the bottle into the trash. She let out a manly burp and wiped her mouth along with the cherry lip gloss she applied before even finding that bottle.
"You're disgusting." I joked back to her.
"I know but, I'm not cute about it." She winked at me "So how much did he make you scream?" She leaned closer to me as if now interested.
I furrowed my eyebrows and dropped my jaw making myself seem to innocent to even sleep with someone so quickly.
"Oh don't pull that babydoll bullshit on me. There;'s no way you could be that vulnerable and not give it to him."
I pursed my lips together feeling guilty at how right she was. But It wasn't just because I was vulnerable. I did feel something for Luke. I knew I did.
"See there's the guilty face. You really think you can just pass by me and have me not realize my girlfriend had sex? I'm the queen of pleasure I can sense these things." She smacked my butt making me jump.
I sighed. "Ok...Maybe I did give it to Luke. But it meant a lot more than you think." I looked to him as he spoke to Calum. "It felt so right and he showed me how much he cared. I bit onto my bottom lip just looking back to yesterday as he kissed down my waist and felt passed my wrist and onto my palm. Then touching my fingertips and-
"La la la lovey, lovey, shoo shoo!" She said interrupting my thoughts.
"I meant how good was it!?" She grasped onto my shoulders.
I laughed. "It was...Amazing." I bit my lip again. This time even harder. I glanced over to him as he laughed at something Calum said.
"Have you talked to Michael?"
I completely jumped out of my thoughts and nearly had a heart attack. I placed my palm to my forehead. "I forgot about Michael!"
She laughed. "Seriously? The dude had been tied to your ass since he day you set foot in this place."
I shook my head. "What am I supposed to do? I don't want to see him! He has been fucking Sweet Pea. The number one bitch I hate." Then it hits me. I saw the schedule the other day and I'm working all week with her. I then quickly stormed out of the kitchen drawing attention to myself. I could feel Calum's and Luke's eyes on me along with everyone else's i the club.
I marched back stage and down to Sweet Pea's dressing room. I pulled the door open surprising her. She nearly fell out of her chair. She turned to face me and looked practically startled.
I had a number of things to say to this whore but not one thing was coming to mind. I then heard Charlotte's heels clamping down the hall headed this way.
"What?" Sweet Pea said in a stern tone.
Charlotte then peeked her head into the room. I could see her threw the mirror.
"Don't what he you slutty little bitch." I spat at her.
She look amazed at my choice of words. She opened her mouth to speak but before she could say a word I just couldn't hold a single thing in.
"How dare you even place a finger on Michael! It's amazing how you can screw so many people and not have an STD yet. How dare you sleep with my boyfriend! Your nothing but, a backstabbing butch who needs to learn how to close her legs. You know why guys go to you for sex? Because they know your that easy that your just a booty call." I then saw more head peeking into the room. I didn't care. I was way to pissed to care. I was going through the motions. I began to walk closer to her. "Your a fake and such a bitch. Your so ungrateful and take pride in sleeping with everyone of our boyfriends. How is that something to feel good about? Trashing every ones relationships! Even Candy's husband!?"
Her eyes widened. Surprised...But I couldn't stop. I was angry. "What didn't think I new about that huh? To think I actually felt sorry for you when you almost lost your house. Honestly I feel like such a fool for even considering to let you stay in my home! I thought you'd actually come around and we could be friends and do things together but, by the looks of it you were to busy doing it with my boyfriend! I feel bad for you. What are you going to do when all those men are married and want nothing to do with a side chick? Hmm? I hope you and Michael have a nice life. your both trashy and drunks. I'll send you two a box of wine hopefully you don't down in it you slut." I folded my arms feeling so proud of every single word I said. She stood there waiting for a good moment.
"You know what. I couldn't care any less about you or Michael. It's not my fault you couldn't please him enough." She smiled and bitchy smile.
I could feel my insides bursting into flames. I didn't mean to but it just happened all at once. I clenched my fists and struck her in the nose. She looked up at me holding her nose with her hand. I didn't sop there. I tackled her to the floor. I was on top of her hitting her repeatedly. She began hitting me back and began pulling my hair.
I could hear the girls screaming and Charlotte yelling: OH!! Get her Baby!
I heard Michael's and Luke's voices along with Ashton's. Who quickly hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me off Sweet pea. "Alright ladies that's enough!" He said separating us. Sweet pea stood up and I nearly laughed at her. He hair was now a mess and I could see I smudged her lipstick.
She glared at me and stuck her tongue out at me. How childish she looked right now.
The room got quiet as soon and Candy stepped in and circled around the three of us. Me, Sweet pea and Ashton who was keeping us from attacking each other.
We both were breathing heavily. Sweet Pea look horrified wondering how much Candy actually heard. All the girls looked shocked. Not realizing that Candy saw the whole thing.
"So...You two want to argue? That's fine. Yell it out. You want to sleep with ones boyfriend? better yet husband?" She stopped in front of Sweet Pea. "Now what do you do at that point? Hmm?" She glanced over to me and winked. "You want to fight each other you take it somewhere else." Her voice rose. "This is a club not smack down. But when secrets like that come out. That's when it get's personal." She folded her arms and looked down at Sweet pea. "I knew you could be harsh but, this. This is low." She looked to me. "Babydoll. What has gotten into you? You have brought out a fireball." She took a step back tp view us both. "You're both a mess. Fighting about a boy?" She looked to Michael. "You. allowed you into my club because you said to me and I quote: I want to watch over Christina and I let you do just that. And here we are. Finding out you've been watching another dancer as well."
"Look Ma'am I didn't-"
"I am not finished." Her voice roared above his. "Did it sound like I was finished?" Michael stood there quiet. "And don't ever call me ma'am. What am I? My mother?" She placed her hands on her hips. "You knew the rule. No boyfriends allowed in the club but, for you I made an exception. at this pint I regret that decision." She looked to Ashton. "I want his escorted out of the club immediately."
"Yes Candy right away." She looked to Michael and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Wait Chris!" Michael called to me. A knot in my throat formed just hearing him. "Please can we talk!?"
I shut my eyes and turned away before tears could escape my eyes.
"Christina please!" His voice cracked.
"Now as for you two." Candy said. "Both of you in my office now."
"Great more time wih the hoe..." I muttered.
"Why don't you go try and please your boyfriend instead of bitching at me?" Sweet pea said in a girly tone.
I glared at her and never tackled someone so hard in my life.
I felt a warm hand scoop me up. This touch. I knew who it was just buy his feeling. It was Luke. He placed me down and held me close. We looked to Ashton who hadn't left the room with Michael yet. Michael's eyes looked hurt. As if he already knew I found someone else.
"Really Christina?" His eyes tore into me. I wanted to feel sorry for him. Feeling like it was ll my fault now. I bit my lip.
"So what? You're giving up on us just like that?" He pleaded with his eyes.
I looked him dead in the eyes. "You gave up on us the second you decided to get into bed with her." I pointed to Sweet pea. Ashton now finally led Michael out of the club.
I looked to Candy who was still waiting for us to go to her office. I took a deep breath as Luke led me out of the dressing room and to the other side of the stage to Candy's office.