Desire

EMILY'S POV 

My eyes opened up and I was met with the beautiful night sky. 

How I wished my life was beautiful like the sky. 

My body felt heavy and weak as I clawed at the ground.

My fingers and lips were cracked and I wished I could vanish in the next moment.

But then reality was staring me right in the face and I couldn't run.

The pain in my heart continued to increase as the sky served as the big screen, showing me what my life had turned into.

"Haha…" I let out a mocking chuckle, as I struggled to stand up to my feet.

My legs wobbled and I had to steady myself not to fall.

I stunk of blood and grime and I just wanted to take off my dress.

My dress would forever remind me of my sorrows and my birthday had turned into a cursed day.

With my hands clenched into fists, I started to wobble my way back to the Beta mansion. And then I realized I was bare footed. 

Suddenly a voice floated into my ears, "Look at that thief. You shouldn't be like her." The voice said, and it was a mother advising her child.

I suddenly became the bane of the pack and I looked up to the heavens.

"I'm a bad daughter." I said, simply.

Twenty minutes later, I was seated in my bathtub, naked, while I stared blankly at the wall. The wall represented the blank state of my mind and I knew I needed some color on it, else I would go crazy. 

I shut my eyes as I let myself sink into the tub as the water came over me. 

A thought crossed my mind to end it all but then I couldn't do it. I knew killing myself was something my parents would frown upon.

In the next second, I stood up from the tub. My once dirty body was now clean and my birthday dress was discarded in the corner. 

Like a robot, I walked toward my closet and I started to ransack everywhere. Trying to find what to wear and in the process, my eyes caught onto a short and revealing dress. 

"The nightclub." I said as a thought popped in my head.

I realized I could get drunk now and no one would care.

I heard alcohol could drown a person's sorrows. 

The next moment, I threw on the dress. I felt really uncomfortable but then my life was far from comfortable anyway. 

Walking to my wide mirror, I applied light makeup and I was ready. 

With a sigh through my lips, I grabbed my little bag and I put on 6-inch heels and In the next second, I sashayed my way out of the house.

For a moment, I felt my eyes go hazy and I got into any available car belonging to my family. 

Swiftly, I started the car engine and I drove off. 

Thirty minutes later, I was before the nightclub. I wouldn't lie, I was damn nervous as it was my first time.

I have heard stories of girls being drugged and taken away in the club and for a moment, I wished it would happen to me. 

However, in the next moment, I shook my head and then walked forward to join the queue before me. 

I tried to hide my face, hoping no one would recognize me as I was still in the pack.

However, it seemed everyone was piped to get in and they had no business with anyone.

Soon, it was my turn and I walked in with a nervous smile on my face.

The whole place was blasting with music and it was a good distraction for me.

My eyes roamed all over the place and I could see people dancing wildly with their sweaty bodies.

But then I did not want to dance, I just wanted to get drunk. 

In the next moment, I sauntered toward the bar. 

"A glass of whiskey, please." I ordered and the bartender looked at me like I had grown two heads.

"Are you sure?" He asked me, with a skeptical look in his eyes. 

He probably thought I was a little kid who sneaked out of the house.

However, I did not reply to him, I stared at him with a forlorn look in my eyes. 

I wanted him to see how sad I was and he would realize how badly I needed the alcohol.

"Sure…" He replied in the next second and our staring contest ended. 

In the next moment, a glass of whiskey was placed before me and my eyes shone.

Without thinking twice, I downed the drink in one go and my throat burned. 

"Ahhhh…" I let out as I slammed the glass on the table.

"Another glass…" I ordered and the bartender heeded to my words.

This routine continued until I had downed three glasses.

"Hey…" I heard an incredibly familiar voice behind me and I turned.

I blinked my hazy eyes and I saw Eric before me.

"You must really think you're hot, in that dress, huh?" He said to me and I snorted, lowly.

I could see the heated look in his eyes as his eyes roamed over my body. 

I knew he was bewitched by my beauty but then why wouldn't he leave me alone even after rejecting me.

"What do you want?" I asked, with a cocky smile on my face.

With the alcohol in my system, my confidence shot up to the skies and I felt like I was free.

"Sleep with me. I want to thrust in and out of your wet cunt." He said to me and I snorted.

His words rang in my head and I realized he wanted me to give myself to him. 

In the next moment, I burst into a peal of mocking laughter. 

"You wish…" I said, simply, as my laugh came to an abrupt end. 

In the next second, I pushed against Eric and stood up on my wobbly feet. I stumbled forward aiming to find the restroom.

"Come back here. You wouldn't find this opportunity elsewhere." He yelled and I snorted.

I couldn't believe he would say that to me but then his words made a thought pop in my head.

"I need to get laid!" I declared as I finally found the restroom.

Immediately I stumbled in and I came face to face with a man so majestic, I was speechless.

Even with my hazy eyes, I could still see his defined features and he exuded power like I have never felt before.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me, in a low tone. 

"Oops…" I said, as I looked around and realized I was in the men's restroom.

But then I still did not make any move to walk out as I was drawn to the man before me.

"I want to get laid. Let's have sex." I blurted without thinking as he stepped closer to me.

His eyes held a dangerous light but then I knew there was something lurking within them. 

At that point, I knew he was attracted to me too.

"Sure!" He replied, simply and immediately I smirked. 

I decided it was way better to give myself to a stranger I was attracted to than to give myself to Eric.

In the next second, our bodies touched as his breath fanned my neck and I shivered. My nipples puckered and I felt my core go wet as he touched me.

His touch ignited fire in me that only him could quench at that point.

In the next second, our lips slammed against each other and we were drawn into a world of ecstasy.