I don't think I've ever been this drunk before in my whole life.I was currently in a club, drunk out of my mind. After my little talk with Emily, I got ready and called a cab; giving the driver the directions to the hottest club in Miami, Florida.
You see, I've never been good with my emotions. I've buried them deeply inside of my body, and I put them to sleep. It's easier for me to be emotionless; I don't have to worry about getting hurt that way.
So when something happens that brings out my feelings, I don't know how to handle it. I've always just been neutral; never really feeling anything. So emotion is a dangerous ground for me.
And that's exactly what happened earlier. That little talk with Emily awakened my emotions from their hibernation, and I didn't know how to handle it. So I got wasted. Drinking away my pain seemed to be the only sound option I could think of, and that's what I did. I drank and I drank, and now I barely even know my own name. But the pain still there, it's just...numb.
Was it worth spending all my money on alcohol, and getting dangerously drunk, just so that I could be numb for a couple hours?
No, it really wasn't.
But it was the only option I had.
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I was currently making out with someone, no idea who, and I had no idea what gender this person was either. That's how drunk I was.
Male?
Female?
She-male?
I shuttered at the last one. Oh god please no.
Mystery person grabbed my ass, hard. I gasped; not in pain, but in pleasure.
I felt hot breath hit my earlobe "You like that babe?"
The voice was deep and raspy, but had an incredibly sexy quality to it. I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized what that meant.
Male.
I looked up at the man I was currently swapping DNA with. When I did though, my breath got caught in my throat.
Jet black hair in a messy style, but he still made it look extremely sexy. His sparkling hazel eyes were framed by long, black eyelashes, and he had a pair of plush red lips that made me want to kiss him senseless.
Definitely male.
And why hadn't I found him sooner?
He seemed to be doing the same thing I was a minute ago. He assessed every part of my body, and slipped a smirk on his face when he was done.
"See something you like?'' cockiness was dripping from my voice, and I know I sounded vain, but come on. I'm sexy.
"Definitely" he looked into my eyes when he said that, making my breathing once again stop. His eyes were so beautiful.
"Why don't we go get another drink?" I suggested.
He agreed and lead me to the bar. I sat myself down, and he leaned up against the bar, directly beside me. I smiled.
"You know, I never got your name" I stated after we ordered our drinks.
He gave me his award winning smile, but you could see the uncertainty in his eyes. What he was uncertain about, I didn't know.
"Bray" he finally answered.
"Bray" I repeated "I like it"
He smiled. "What's yours?"

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