Disaster

Bonnie's POV.

'I hate this and I hate him.' I thought as I felt rage burning through my veins.

'How could he? How dare him and how dare they?' I pondered as I stood there, watching the bastard that calls himself, Jeremy, propose to that bitchy girlfriend of his.

He was on a knee, a radiant smile dancing on his lips as he asked her to marry him. I gritted my teeth against one another as I watched his stupid friends, continuously cheering him up.

"Oh my God!" The bitch, called Pearl squealed. "Yes."

I tried hard not to roll my eyes at how cringe she sounded, watching with annoyance as Jeremy slipped the ring onto her finger before getting up to embrace and kiss her deeply.

They didn't mind the loud applause or cheers, they instead, kept wrestling their tongues with one another, like the world would end any minute.

It was like they wanted to eat one another alive, especially since Jeremy's hands kept going downwards, to cup Pearl's ass, fondling them tightly, as she moaned into his mouth, wrapping her hands around his neck.

I wrinkled my nose from disgust.

Those two should get a room or something. Soon, the grand celebration began and the more I watched people party, the more irritated I felt.

Tonight was supposed to be my night, my hours of celebration because it was my birthday too, like that of Jeremy since we coincidentally had the same birthday date.

Jeremy was just two years older and instead of being an adult to let me have the day, he refused and hijacked my party, to propose to Pearl.

My parents, as usual, didn't see anything wrong with what he did, rather, they granted him the permission to do as he liked and that has been the case, since he moved in with us, after his parents died.

Jeremy and I have always been enemies from childhood, despite our families being friends for generations.

Why?

Because he got pleasure from bullying and tormenting my life. Then all of a sudden, his parents died in some sort of accident and my parents, decided to take Jeremy in.

He became my foster brother and instead of the sick brat to be grateful, he stole everything from me and even made my parents begin to see me as the bad guy, by framing me for stuffs I never did.

My parents indulged whatever he did because they never wanted him to feel the absence of his parents or grieve too much.

They wanted him happy but he literally, chose to make life miserable for me and he still is, but tonight, he wasn't gonna get away with it.

I was going to get revenge and what night was more perfect, if not this night? I mean it obviously meant so much to him.

Just then, Jeremy's eyes met mine and the side of his lips curved into a mischievous grin as he gave me a look that stated he won again.

I dug my nails into my palm, turned around and stormed into the kitchen where the waiter were preparing the drinks for the guests.

I sighted the one for both Jeremy and Pearl, then inched closer to it as I felt my palms beginning to grow sweaty.

The waitress was arranging them on the tray and I knew I had to act fast or forget about revenge.

"Hey. Please check on the meals. My friends are getting impatient." I made my voice stern when I noticed her, about to grab the tray away.

She stopped, bowed and immediately scurried away to do as I asked, giving me the opportunity to bring out the pills I had bought.

I added two to three in the glass of Jeremy's, then twirled it carefully, before setting it back on the tray.

The drink of Pearl continued to stare back at me, daring me to try the same trick I had just done on Jeremy, to hers but she didn't offend me, except by being with that asshole.

But still, my business was with Jeremy and not her, so it would be best if she wasn't involved.

I heard the footsteps of the waitress coming back and immediately sneaked out of the kitchen, feeling satisfied that Jeremy would soon drink the content in the glass and embarrass himself in front of everyone.

I was so going to crush this party. Since I couldn't have my birthday, then he couldn't have his, as well.

Jeremy has always loved to be immaculate, perfect and organized but tonight, he was going to perform the opposite in the next 15 to 30 minutes.

The thought of that made me giggle, as I grabbed a glass of wine from another waitress serving and began to sip.

As expected, Jeremy was served the drink in the same glass cup, I was certain of before, because he had a specific and unique, wine glass, he does use.

"To us, baby and many more special memories." He yelled as he toasted to pearl whose cheeks kept burning red from too much blushing.

She buried her head into his chest as he tapped her back gently, gulping down almost all the content in the glass cup.

I watched for 15 minutes as he danced with pearl, to the loud baring music. She was grinding her ass all over his crotch as she rocked against him.

For some reason, I was frustrated, seeing them being all touchy and stuff, but at the same time, I was more impatient.

I tapped my foot against the floor, waiting for Jeremy's ironic display but it's been going 20 minutes now and yet, nothing.

What was going on?

Was I given the wrong drug?

Had I been tricked or was the wine served to someone?

My heart pounded heavily against my chest as I tried to be calm.

I had seen the same waitress serve the same glass cup to Jeremy or was there another one I wasn't aware of?

But Jeremy was a dick, that hated sharing his unique stuffs with others, so what could be going on?

So many thoughts burst through my head, questions I didn't have an answer for as I began to feel my head, banging.

It was like a hammer was being hit on it as I groaned and sat back down on the stool, clutching my stomach as I suddenly felt it turning.

The night was chilly, the cold breeze blowing fiercely as the result of the heavy rain that fell an hour ago.

I was shivering earlier, due to the short gown I had on, but now, I was feeling super hot, my cloth, suddenly feeling itchy on my skin.

My vision grew blurry and I could feel my chest tightening as I tried to get up from the stool and began walking inside the house.

What was going on with me and why does everywhere hurt?

I almost tripped on the rug as I began to climb the stairs, when I heard movements and turned to notice, Jeremy pressing Pearl on the sofa as he began to undress her, while making out.

When did they come in?

I tried to ignore them as they ignored me but Pearl's moans of pleasure was causing my jaw to tighten and her voice was increasing my headache.

Doesn't Jeremy know the way to his room, anymore?

My parents were currently not around. They went on another one of their business trips, so anything could go down here or if they perhaps, stumble on this scene, Jeremy would find a way to frame me as the culprit again.

How he always does that is a mystery and right now, I should get my camera or phone to record him in the action, but I was too damn tired.

I just wanted to sleep.

I struggled to enter my room but could feel my nipples hardening underneath my dress, as I tried to unzip my gown from behind.

As I kept struggling, minutes passing, I felt a heavy breath on my body, sending goosebumps all over my skin as I turned around sharply.

But I could barely see as all I felt was a hard kiss to my lips and a familiar taste of chocolate, before everything blanked out.

.....

.....

The next morning, I flicked my eyelids open to find myself in my room, my entire body aching as I tried to sit up, my eyes feeling so heavy.

I yawned as I relaxed against the wall, trying to take in my surroundings properly as I searched the bed for my phone, which was ringing.

But then, my hands fell on someone and I froze, my blood turning cold.

What the hell was that?

'Was someone in here with me but who?' I pondered and then heard the familiar groan that jolted me back to reality.

Nope.

My heart skipped a beat from panic as I immediately turned, our eyes meeting as his came to realization and widened in disbelief.

I shook my head sideways, refusing to believe, especially after realizing that he was just as naked as I was.

Impossible.

What could have happened?