Jessie was glowing as she took Adrian as her husband. And Colette was giving me a hard on with the way she was running her tongue over her lower lip, eyeing me from behind Jessie. I looked behind her, noticing Dafnie avert her sight from me and towards the people in the benches.
Fuck her.
The music was pumping as we danced on the floor, letting the alcohol dictate our decisions. Dafnie has been ignoring me all day and I could care less. I'm sure she's mad at me because I wouldn't fuck her, I'd fuck Colette.
Which reminds me.
I pulled away from the floor, pushing past all the people flooding it. I found my table, which had Dafnie there. It was a table for the Bridemaids and Groomsmen. She was seated with Isabelle.
"Isabelle." I breathed.
She looked over at me, the lights from above her maybe her skin look like it was glowing. Our eyes met and my throat felt dry.
"Philip," She said.
"Get the fuck out of here." I hissed, feeling my heart stop.
Her glance averted from me to Dafnie. My vision got a bit blurry, but I blinked it away, walking around the table, towards them. I took hold of her arm, pulling her up with all my strength. She whelped under my grip.
"You've never treated me this way." She hissed back. "Let me go, Philip."
My eyes bored into hers, trying to find some sort of apology. Nothing, just brown eyes filled with nothing. Her skin felt cold under my fingers, and her arm was so nimble, if I didn't let go, she'd break.
"You hurt me." I swallowed. "and I don't get hurt, I hurt people."
"Fuck you." She pulled her arm out, making the tension between us fade. "I'm leaving, okay?"
"You fucking better, hoe." I yelled.
Dafnie took my arm, pulling me down to her seated level. Isabelle had froze, standing just before us. I looked at Dafnie, watching her blue eyes fill with ice.
"You have no right to call her a hoe, Phil."
"I dropped being a fuck boy for her, and she did this to me."
She looked over my face, I guess reading how drunk I was. "You did this to you." The tension between us was growing thick, so thick I felt like I wouldn't be able to breathe soon. Our eyes couldn't stop meeting.
"Dafnie?" An older man called from above us.
Looking up, I saw Jessie's father. Dafnie let me go, so I stood up, eye to eye with him. Dafnie stood up as well, her cheeks extremely pink. I had noticed that Isabelle had left, thank God. People were pushing around us, they invited a million people, didn't they?
"Rupert needs you," he glanced from her to me. "I'm guessing a lot of people need you."
"I don't need her." I huffed, looking over at her.
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Thank you for letting me know, where is her?" she was poised.
"The bar..." He faced me. "And who do you need?"
"Colette,"
He walked away, towards the bride and groom table. Dafnie had stayed for just a beat longer, until I took out my phone. The Lonely Island started to play, must've been some drunk ass kids here.
I found Kathy's number and dialed her up. The music and loud ass singing form these people was a little bothersome, but I could deal.
"Hello dream boy." She purred.
"I want to fuck you right now." I slurred.
"That's what I like to hear."
I hung up, turning around to see how the party was going. But once I did, I saw Colette. Her jaw had dropped, her eyes unable to get any wider than they had became. My heart stopped, as if I was embarrassed. When did that ever happen?
"What the fuck?" She asked.
Jessie's dad must have actually grabbed her... or she found me on her own? I don't know.
"You know we are casual Colette... I mean, you are my best friends' girlfriend. Do you actually think I'd get serious for you?" I asked.
I could see the vein in her forehead grow. "Ex girlfriend."
I let out a laugh, "I'll fuck you right now if you want, she can wait. I prefer your pussy anyway."
"What the actual fuck?" She seemed to sway. "What are you saying?"
I paused, taking a look at my sitaution. Cocky Philip wouldn't do. "You misunderstood my phone call... I'm just taunting you." I lied.
Her eyebrow rose, the lights flickering around us. "Somehow I don't believe you."
"Seriously," I took a step towards her, she took a step back. "I was making fun. I said I want to fuck you up right now... it was Rupert. He had the audacity to call and bitch his drunk ass off at me." I felt the rage grow in my voice.
Her expression changed to more understanding.
"He didn't wanna tell me in person, coward." I added.
"You would make fun of me for misunderstanding you... I'm sorry." She let off a small smile.
I placed my hands on her shoulders, surprised by how warm she was. The Lonely Island kept on going, yup, this party was done for.
"I took you from Rupert because I believe that you deserve better. And better sex doesn't hurt either." I chuckled, she giggled in reply. "You came to me and I saved you."
"Let's fuck," She whispered.
Cole, and then Kathy... I'm good. Maybe I could get in some... what's that girl? The one that texted me this morning.
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