The Regret

Luke swung his leg off the bed and shook his head. He has to get his mind off Liam one way or another.

And the only way to do that was to watch a show or something.

He walked to his desk and turned on his laptop. He spent the next five minutes searching for the right show to watch.

He finally found the perfect one.

Ten minutes into the movie, he realized that he wasn't focusing.

His mind kept drifting off back to Liam.

Fuck!

He cursed and slammed his laptop. He pushed his hair backward and stared up at the ceiling.

Since watching a show won't work, then studying will. He brought out his textbooks and began to flip them through.

But again, his mind kept drifting off to Liam… the way he hugged him, the way he was crying, his jawline, his cobalt blue eyes he used to drown in…

Fuck!

Luke groaned again, frustratedly and slammed his textbooks shut.

He was slowly losing his mind and it infuriated him. Liam had now occupied his mind like a fucking dark cloud!

He sprang to his feet.

This wouldn't be happening if that date didn't happen! This was all Sam's fault! Yes, that good for nothing asshole!

He's gonna find him and teach him a lesson!

He grabbed his phone and exited the dorm.

***

The loud music blurred the noise everyone in the bar was making. The dim light swung to and fro and people jubilated as they danced and rocked.

A girl walked in, she had on a dark leather mini-skirt that stopped just a few inches from her thigh, dark fishnet stockings, dark boots and a corset top that squeezed out her titties. Her raven hair lay on her shoulder and her thick succulent lips were smudged with red lipstick.

The moment she stepped in, everyone instantly felt her presence and turned to look at her. Some of the girls went green with envy at the sight of the lovely girl while the guys stared in lust and admiration.

Among the guys in the bar was Sam, along with his other friends, Tom and Mike. Sam was known popularly around the school as the playboy who had slept with nearly all the hot girls on campus.

He wasn't particularly handed but he just had that magnetic charm that drew girls in.

“Bet you can't pull that girl.” Tom teased at Sam who wasn't yet aware of the girl that just stepped in, while Mike just chuckled.

“What girl?” He asked, turning around.

His eyes instantly landed on the girl and he let out a slow whistle. He liked what he saw. The girl possessed everything he liked in women… ass, boobs and pretty face.

These were the three things.

He sipped his drink, his eyes still not leaving her.

“How much do you wanna bet?” He swung around to stare at his friends.

“Five dollars,” Tom replied.

“Make it fifty.”

“What? You're crazy. I ain't got that kind of money.”

“Okay, how ‘bout we do this? If I manage to get her, you'll link me up with your sister.”

Tom glared at him while Mike laughed. “I've told you, Sam, my sister is off limits!”

“I'm a gentleman, I'm sure she'll like me.” Sam patted Tom on the shoulder and walked off towards the girl.

The girl was now sitting on a stool in front of the bar.

“Dry martini, please.” The girl ordered, her voice as sweet as melody.

She liked the attention she was garnering and would enjoy it while it lasted.

“Make that two.” Sam took his seat beside her.

The girl didn't acknowledge his presence.

“Hello, princess.” He rested his arm on the counter and fixated his gaze on the girl's breast.

The girl still didn't acknowledge him.

Playing hard to get I see? Sam thought, with a smirk. He liked his girls with a little challenge anyway.

“You alone?” He asked, knowing fully well she hell was. Getting the response from her, he went on, “You know it's dangerous for a girl like you to be out here by yourself, right?”

The girl turned to look at him for the first time, acknowledging his presence.

Wow! Big green eyes! Sensational! Sam thought, I'm definitely laying this chick tonight!

“And who says I can't handle any danger?” She mused, giving Sam a glance over. “Misogynistic much?”

Sam made to speak but a guy who had just stepped into the bar caught his eye.

He paused, squinting his eyes to ensure he wasn't hallucinating.

It was Luke! He wasn't hallucinating!

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! He cursed looking for a spot to hide but Luke had already spotted him.

“Hey, Sam!” He yelled his name, walking towards the counter.

“Goddamn!”

“What's the matter?” The chick asked.

Luke slammed his fist on the counter. “We need to talk, don't you think?”

“Uh… I'm in the middle of something here.” He whispered to Luke.

“Don't care!” Luke dragged him to his feet and began to pull him out.

I didn't even get her name, Sam thought miserably, regretting setting up that date. If he hadn't, he would have laid this girl tonight.

Once out of the bar, Luke let go of him and turned to face him.

“What the hell, Sam?!” Luke yelled at hy

“Okay, okay, before you say any further, let me say this. I was just trying to help you. I mean well…”

“Did I tell you I needed a blind date?” Luke cut him off. “What you did was totally disrespectful and I don't appreciate that.”

“Alright, alright, I'm sorry.” Sam apologized, “I was just trying to help you out. Travis is a nice guy and I thought…”

“Yes, he is.” Luke blurted.

Sam paused, “Hold on, if you think he's a nice guy, then what's the problem? Don't tell me you're afraid he'll betray you like that asshole?”

“Actually… I saw him.”

“What?”

“I met him. Travis suggested we go to the basketball tournament our school was having with Raven College. He was among the players.”

“Oh God!”

“And now,” Luke pursed his lips, “I can't get him off my mind.”

Fuck! Sam thought regretfully, this is all my fault! What have I done?