Chapter 2 - getting drunk

Chapter 2 

Tina being the life of the club and me the girl with party apathy, that's how our clubbing nights usually go and despite my excitement from earlier, it's the same this night as well. 

The buzzing of the party and the way the light just keeps randomly shining in my eyes and threatening me with blindness is so upsetting, but just like every other time, I have no choice but to endure it. 

I have to do the things that Tina likes, else she won't be my friend anymore. And if that happens, I will be the loner I'm tagged as. 

I'm glad she's my best friend, especially since she comes with her very hot and sexy dad. 

I sigh as I cross my leg and open the bottle I filled with some fruit champagne from my last trip to Italy. 

I can never get over the time Tina and I got drugged at the club after prom and the unimaginable almost happened, but thanks to Mr Martinez, I was able to keep my virginity. 

And find more reason to love him. He was my knight in shining armor, always appearing to save me whenever his daughter caused us trouble. 

Not like I'm complaining.

Tina seems to have recovered and gotten stronger after that incident, but I have always been on my defensive while trying to avoid as many beings as possible, especially the toilet flies. 

"Hey sexy, wanna dance?" Some Irish dude with blue eyes approaches me. 

I have learnt to recognize people by Their countries because I meet models and recruiters from countries with similar looking faces like China and Thailand and I had to know them to relate with them and avoid making enemies from them. 

His accent too confirms my suspicion. 

He has blue eyes and his lip rings seem to be made of pure gold because of how they shine. 

I smile at him and turn around. 

"Come on sweetheart, your body looks so perfect but they are wasting if you sit here just like that. Come shake them for me baby", he says, takes a swing from his cocktail and gives me the most unexpected spanking I'd ever gotten in my life. 

Not like I ever got spanked in the past, but I had fantasized being a dirty little girl for Tina's dad while he spanked my naked butts with his big hands. 

However this… 

I process the sting that comes after that and let my hands react better than my reasoning. 

I slap him hard on his face in a way that sobers him up and gathers attention from those around us. 

They of course immediately return to what they are doing, but a few of them don't and the sobered up Irish guy looks angry. 

I'm waiting for a confrontation, but just like the other times when similar scenarios have ensued, Tina comes in and saves the day. 

"Nat", her voice is cheery as she kisses him on both cheeks before giving him a hug, obviously pressing their chest together. 

She's doing it to save me, but it's something she obviously enjoys. 

He grabs her and whispers something in her ear before sending me a hard look. 

Again, I've gotten an enemy at the club but I'm still too mortified by the spanking to process that, until Tina drags me outside. 

The cold air from the outside hits me hard and I shiver because I'm scantily dressed. 

"Thank you", I mutter under my breath as I rub off the goosebumps from my skin because I know I would have never been able to deal with that situation myself. 

"You can't be like that everytime Stella, I can't always be there to save you, you know".

"I will never go to a club by myself, you know that too", I tell her with an eye roll and find myself staggering to the side. 

"Stella, are you drunk?", She asks and I shake my head sideways. 

"Drunk? No way I still have more than half of my fruity champagne here", but I've never been more wrong about that. The bottle shakes like a vacuum. 

"I drank a whole bottle?", I ask her, obviously shocked by my discovery. 

"Why though, is something bothering you?"

"No, no way", I slur as my vision starts to blur. 

I drank a whole fucking bottle and got drunk while thinking of a man who is obviously old enough to be my father. 

Seeing girls grinding against their boyfriends had me wishing it was me and him. 

"You need to go home already Stella, you can't stay here any longer", she says and I shake my head. 

"It's really okay, I'll just wait in a more conceited corner till you and your boyfriend are done and we'll go home together", I wonder if the words come out as coherent as I thought, but it doesn't matter. 

Tina shakes her head and gives me a deadpanned look. 

"We are not doing this, I'm calling my dad, plus my boyfriend and I plan to stay the night. I thought you were gonna get laid tonight", she says and I calm down. 

"Your dad's gonna be asleep, it's 13 am", 

"That's it, hello dad I need you to be at X club in ten minutes. I don't care. Wear a proper dress and wash your face, Stella is fucking drunk and it will be your fault if something happens to her this time", she says and hangs up. 

I get what she meant by something and I try to suppress the memories that accompany that situation. 

I feel a headache coming up, just like every other time when I think of it. 

"Calm down Stella, if only you'd loosen up a bit, you would get over this a lot faster." She says and pats my back. 

"I'm sorry alright, my annoying dad will be here in a while", she says and this I nod to. 

I can't fucking wait to be in the car alone with him. 

I giggle, or I think I do as I rest on the pole to my left. 

"Thank God, he's here", she moans as she waves. 

I feel the headlights of the car start to make me blind, but I don't care. 

I could do it with him blindfolded. 

"Let's get you in the car sweetheart", his voice reaches my ears and I giggle. 

He called me sweetheart. 

"Take care of her, I won't be coming home till tomorrow. My boyfriend and I plan to have a marathon", she says as she giggles and sways her hips on her way back into the club. 

"You haven't even known him for up to two weeks", I mutter under my breath as my head falls to the side. 

It feels uncomfortable, but I'm too lazy to find a comfortable spot. 

"Oh sweetheart, you would get a neck cramp", he says as his masculine scent fills my nose and his hand cups my cheeks. 

I don't know if it's the alcohol, but they seem to linger on more than they should. I of course do not mind but I am startled into soberness for a whole minute when I hear him whisper something. 

Or is it the alcohol making me hear a "you are beautiful" compliment from my bestie's dad? 

He adjusts my neck and pats my bare shoulders. 

"Now let's take you home". 

Yes daddy, take me home! Then I fell asleep.

Only to be startled awake when I feel my back dropping to the fluffy three seater couch in their tiny living room. 

"Mr Martinez?" 

"Sweetheart, you're awake. I'm sorry I woke you" he says as he pats my hair, making me fight to stay back awake. But we are just too close for me to want to lose myself to sleep. 

"Did you lock the door?" I find myself asking out of nowhere. 

I really don't know where that question came from. 

He chuckles," yes, are you cold?"

"Yes, and I want you to hug me too", I say and I do not fail to express my happy shock when I feel a warmth engulf me. 

He's so big. I moan as I snuggle into the warmth my best friend's dad's body provides before falling into the most comforting darkness there ever could be.