The Dark Ghosts

15. Phone Calls

Nathan's POV

I watched as Sadie rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. I didn't miss the look on her face she had for a few seconds when I told her I forgot about last night. And I didn't like it one bit. There was something in me that didn't want to see it on her face ever again.

I hate it. I hate lying to her. It feels so wrong. But I needed to. For both of our sakes.

I did remember every single thing that had happened. After all, it's not my first night out drinking. And a blurred memory has never been a problem to me.

Don't get me wrong, I don't regret anything from last night. I probably wouldn't have said anything I confessed if I wasn't drunk, but that doesn't mean I didn't mean it. Because those words were probably the biggest truth I've ever told. Being intoxicated just helped them coming out.

I didn't completely lie to Sadie though, because I truly was in a club. That's actually the place where I had the idea of going to her room...

~Flashback~

I was sipping from my drink while sitting on a bar stool. I was watching people dancing like there's no tomorrow, drinking their weight on alcohol and making out like it's the last kiss they'll ever share.

Hunter had left me around twenty minutes ago to go to the toilets with some blonde girl. And I think you can already guess what they were doing, no need to explain it.

This is what we both usually do when we go out. Enter the club like we own the place, have a couple drinks together and then go flirt with someone of our interest. Though most of the time it was women who approached us.

I was lost in thought when one chick made her way to the seat next to mine. She was looking at me the whole time with lust clear in her eyes.

"Hello there, sexy. What are you doing here alone?" she whispered seductively in my ear.

"Just sitting here," I grumbled.

I wasn't really in the mood for sex tonight, but I could try, right? I hadn't had sex since we came to New York, that's like a record for me. I just couldn't bring myself to, something inside of me stopped me every time I was flirting with some girl.

"Hm, you look stressed. Let me take it away," she said as she places her hands on my chest and leaned in.

She was about to kiss me, our lips where just inches away from touching. But just as we were almost there, I saw her. I saw her face, her mesmerizing brown eyes, her perfect lips, her cute nose... I saw Sadie.

I pushed the woman away immediately in surprise. I blinked once, twice and the woman's confused face came into my view. It was just an hallucination. And I kinda felt... disappointed.

"Go away," I growled.

"But bab—," she started saying but I cut her off.

"I said go away," I roared showing her the gun on my waistband and she quickly squired away. Scaredy-cat.

I ordered the bartender to bring me his strongest drink. Then another. And another, and another... Drinks kept coming like that and I lost count, but I knew I should stop.

I've always known my limits and it was pretty clear to me that I've already reached them. I sent Hunter a quick text letting him know that I'm leaving so he doesn't worry about me. Then I paid the bartender, got up and stumbled out of the club with only one purpose in mind.. Go see the person who had been stuck in my head for the whole night.