Song: Drink about- Seeb

They were right about one thing, I would regret not dancing. I have danced all my life and just can't imagine a day not doing it. After returning back to the Company, I spent all my waking hours into dancing. I was at the studio beyond hours just because a part of me didn't want to be back at the apartment all alone. I was even over doing it a lot of days and my feet were so sore from being on them way to long. Several nights I just had to stay home and soak them to relieve the pain and even though my ankle was starting to cause a little trouble, I continued to ignore it.

I didn't want to know if he still lived across the way a few blocks and still looking in on me. I would find myself dancing and prancing around half naked in front of the window. A part of me knew that he was watching and a part of me wanted him too. I know it sounds really messed up but I was actually starting to miss him. However another part of me just wants to forget all about him.  I can only imagine what my dad told him to actually keep him away from me but for the past month or so he is doing exactly what he is told and I haven't spotted him one time.

There were a few nights that I wanted to go out to the Club just to do freestyle dancing but I had a feeling he would be sitting there hiding somewhere within the crowd watching over me. Not only that but now I know that Jasper owns half the fucking clubs here in New York and even if Eli was not there Jasper would have a way of knowing and for sure relay the message back to him. It was like I was still confined into one space. I was doing good for the first few months but then it was like I was itching for excitement in my life. I needed to escape this new life that I created.

After the performance tonight, I get home and change out of my clothes and put on a party dress. It was super short and showed off way too much skin but at the moment I could care less. I finished up the damn season that I said I would and now I can't decide on if I want to continue or move back home. If I was being honest with myself I would choose neither. I just feel so burned out on dancing and going home is just not what I want. I sit down in front of the mirror and add make up before attaching a blonde wig to my head. I figured this way no one would bother recognizing me. I head down to the garage and start up the car to head out of the main city. I decide to go over to Jersey City to a club there, maybe no one even notice me gone.

I pull in to the parking lot and get out. Of course I look around to see if I have been followed or not. I have been doing that a lot lately, looking over my shoulder everywhere I go. I don't notice anything suspicious so I make my way inside. The music is blaring and the lights are off with only a few multi-color lights here and there to light up the room. I make my way over to the bar.

"What can I get for you?" The bartender practically yells over the music.

"Give me a Blue Hawaiian," I respond back.

A few seconds later, he is handing me a glass with electric blue liquid filled to the rim. I take a sip and to my surprise he did well, the coconut with the rum is very delightful. I nod my head and walk off. I find a spot over to the side to finish it completely off before heading to the dance floor. I let myself go as I dance in the middle of the floor with not really anyone. I just need to let loose for once. Not only that but my body is dying for attention, it's been months since anyone has touched me in that way.

I dance to several songs and order two more drinks. It's a little after mid-night and I am feeling a really good buzz. Another song comes on and I jump to the floor to dance to the beat. I find myself dancing with this guy that I haven't notice being here earlier in the night. He gets super close to me and somehow or another, his hands find their way to my hips. Seconds later we are grinding into each other and my body acts like it craves more of his touch.

It's not like I am into this guy. He is so not my type. I mean he does have this really nice body and all but he is just this college looking guy, perfect hair and freshly shaved. He looks close to my age or maybe a little younger than me but I don't really care, I just want to have a good time. He has on jeans with a college tee shirt to let everyone know that he attends the University here. He is looking for a one night stand and that is what I am looking for at the moment. I just need a release and I will be good to go.

I let him take my hand as he guides me to this room in the back part of the club. He starts kissing down my neck and tearing at my clothes. I stop him in the process. If anyone is going to have control it will be me. I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it off to expose his nice abs. Damn he does work out; I am a little shocked as I drop his shirt to the floor and then quickly start to unzip his pants and pull them down to expose his friend, which happened to be a little bigger than I thought it would have been. The guy is stiff as a fucking board ready to go at any given moment. I grab a hold of it and stroke it a few times before begging him to take me right there. "Show me what you got college boy." I lick my lips as a hungry grin forms on my face.

He picks me up and props me up on the metal shelf, knocking over the top items. I don't bother watching it fall to the floor making a mess. He shoves himself inside of me and as he moves, I do as well and ride him like the fucking pony express. I claw at his back as he leans more into me and suddenly his mouth comes over my collar bone and starts sucking so hard that I come within seconds. Thankfully he pulls out and jerks himself the rest of the way off. I think he was hoping that I would kneel for him but there is no way in hell that I will do that with him.

When he finishes, I stand up on my wobbly feet and pull my dress back down. I bend over to find my panties. When I stand back up, I let my fingers tap his chest a few times. "Thanks college boy, I so needed that."

"Likewise. That was fucking awesome. So can I get your digits maybe we can hook up again."

I start to giggle, "I don't think so. Look I was just needing this for tonight but hey you never know maybe we will meet up again sometime."

"I attend NJCU, maybe you can come to our frat house one night. I think the guys would really like you."

"Oooh...I think you have the wrong idea here. I am not a prostitute. I just needed to get off and you were here," I smirk.

His eyes go wide not to mention his jaw. "I'm sorry I didn't mean anything by that."

I step closer to him and stand on my toes to reach his heated lips. I open my mouth slowly and then kiss him softly. "Again...thanks for the fuck." And I walk off as if it never happened. I don't go back to the dance floor only because I had a feeling he will either want me to go home with him or try hooking me up with his frat buddies and that is not going to happen.

I walk over to the bar and grab another drink and finish it before leaving for the night. Once I open the club door the cool morning air smacks me right in the face. The blonde locks swirl around my face and I have to grab a hold of them to tame them down. I stumble all over the pavement as I make my way towards my car. As I reach the door, I take out the keys and as I fight with the key fob I keep locking the damn door back instead of hitting the unlock button. It's annoying and if I haven't been drinking I wouldn't have dropped the damn thing to begin with. I quickly bend down to grab the fob, however as I reach for it someone else is also reaching for it. In my haste to look over to see who is grabbing it, my heel slips and I fall hard on my ass, not to mention that my ankle bends the wrong way under me and I scream out as the pain shoots up my leg, "Mother, son of a....holy fuck!!!" I grit my teeth in pain. I slowly move my leg out from under me and my hands go right to the scar where I had the surgery. I feel around to make sure it's not broke. There is no way I can go through that again.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Was you seriously getting ready to drive? Do you realize you could get hurt?" his voice comes out harshly but he was genuinely worried about my well being.

I so don't want to look over at him right now to see those eyes of his staring daggers into my soul.