Song for the Chapter: Chandelier-Sia (Jennel Garcia Cover)

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STELLA

"How did I ever let you talk me into this?" I question Annalisa as I tug at the ridiculous costume, she got for me to wear to the Halloween party tonight. We were invited by another guest we met over breakfast, in the hotel we are staying at.

We are staying at The William Vale Hotel in Brooklyn...yes, in New York. I decided it wouldn't be that bad to do a road trip for Samantha's birthday. She was beyond excited to see New York for the first time.

We spent most of yesterday and today sight seeing, visiting all the typical tourist hot spots, The Empire State Building, Time Square, Central Park, The Statue of Liberty, and The Museum of Modern Art. We even got tickets to see Mamma Mia the musical yesterday, which was amazing.

"My ass is literally hanging out, Anna!" I exclaim as I turn, looking back at my reflection in the mirror.

"It is not!" Annalisa argues. She stands next to me in her Robin Girl costume as I tug at the leather skirt to my Bat girl costume.

"The cape goes just past the skirt, Stella. So no one's going to see that gorgeous ass of yours anyway." Samantha walks to my other side in her two face costume. We were lucky enough to find these costumes last minute.

"Are we ready then?" She asks, smiling into the mirror.

"Yes, just one last thing." Annalisa says as she hands me the mask that goes with the costume and she puts hers on as well.

We head out of our hotel room and head to the Halloween Party.

"What's the plan then?" Samantha asks while we are riding the elevator down to the lobby.

"Plan?" I question, looking at her confused.

"Yes, plan. What if one of us gets lucky?" She asks as she scrunches her hair in the reflection of the stainless steel elevator panel.

Annalisa and I look at each other. "Yeah, not likely." I tell her. That's the last thing on my mind and I'm sure for Annalisa, too...I think.

"Okay then" Samantha laughs. "If I get lucky, then you bitches better not leave New York without me tomorrow."

"We won't." Annalisa and I both say at the same time. We make sure Samantha has our current phone numbers since we just changed our phones out, recently.

We flag down a Taxi and give the driver the address to where the party is supposed to be in lower Manhattan.

"Okay, we need a code word if we need to be saved from a creeper or something." I tell the girls.

"No, let's do a signal instead. It's less obvious." Annalisa says. "Like tug on your ear or rub your shoulder."

Samantha sits and watches us with her brows furrowed. "Why don't you just tell the guy off if he's being a creeper? You two could literally kick anyone's ass and you want to use code words and signals?" She sniggers, shaking her head.

"We can't just kick someone's ass for the hell of it." I defend Annalisa and I's strategy. "Let's just tug at our ear." Annalisa nods while Samantha shakes her head, still laughing.

We pull up to the address and it looks like it's a large three story townhome. The party is in full swing as we hear the music blaring before we even step out of the taxi. Neon lights are visible from within the building.

Samantha stops us before we head up the stairs to the front entry. "Ladies, you've both been through hell in the last year and even myself recently. Let's just let loose, have fun, okay? Plus it's my birthday wish for you two to act like the young, wild crazy girls you should be at your age."

"No promises." I tell her, she frowns. "Okaaay, I'll try and I'm sure Annalisa will too."

"Great, here. Just in case." She says and hands us each a small packet. I open my hand and see it's a condom. I laugh shaking my head. I tuck it inside my top knowing it won't be needed.

We head up and into the party. The lower level is packed and hazy from all the weed being smoked. We make our way to the kitchen and grab drinks. We scope out the area and start mingling with a few of the party goers.

Samantha has no issue going off on her own but she stays within our line of vision. Annalisa and I stick together and decide to go on the dance floor. I can see Annalisa is apprehensive but I pull her along with me and start dancing and soon she follows along.

After a while we sit down on a couch and guy with a toga costume sits down next to us. He has a bong with him and adds some weed into it. He lights it and takes a deep inhale of it. He looks over at us and passes it to Annalisa.

She looks at it for a moment before she grabs it and takes a hit. She hands it off to me and I also take a long hit from it. It's strong. Really strong. But I can't help myself as I take another long pull before handing it back.

After a while, I sit back enjoying my drink and the growing effects of the pot. I look up as I see two guys dressed in a Batman and Robin costume walk in through the entry of the room we are in. Annalisa and I look at each other and burst out laughing.

It's just our luck that we would come across guys dressed as we are. We laugh so hard we are wiping at the tears on our faces.

We look over again and the guys are gone, I figure maybe we were just seeing things as we don't see them anywhere in the room.

We get up and dance again for a while enjoying the music and the atmosphere. I look over and see Samantha making out with someone in the corner of the room. I smirk, looks like she's getting lucky after all.

As the party progresses into the night, I finish my third drink and tell Annalisa that I need to find a bathroom. She tells me she'll come with me. The line to the bathroom on the bottom level is crazy long, we head for the second floor and that one isn't as long.

I tell her to wait there, while I check the third floor. "Call me, if you get through." I tell her. She nods and leans up against the wall. I glance back as I start going up the stairs and see she's talking to the girl standing behind her.

When I make it up to the third floor, I ask someone who brushes past me where the bathroom is. He tells me he thinks it's the third bathroom on the left. I look down the hall and see only two doors on the left but there are three doors on the right.

I test out the third door on the right and it's not a bathroom but a bedroom, but I see another door inside the bedroom with the light on. Maybe there's a bathroom inside the room. I step in and head toward the other door in the room; it is a bathroom.

I smile to myself, proud of my investigative skills. I quickly use the bathroom and wash my hands. As I step out into the bedroom again, I can't help myself as I look at the pictures on the wall and on the dressers.

My eyes are having a hard time focusing as I'm starting to get the full effects of the weed and alcohol hit me. The faces look familiar in some of the pictures, but I can't get my eyes to focus.

There's pictures of a group of guys shirtless after what looks like football practice. Flashes of JP in his football uniform come to my mind, remembering how he would walk around in just his football pants in the kitchen to grab a snack or drink after practice.

I sigh as I think about him, wondering what he's doing. I lay back in the bed and look up at the ceiling. Who ever lives in this room must be pretty vain, as I look at the reflection of myself on the mirror mounted on the ceiling. I can't help but giggle at the images that come to mind.

But then the door opens, interrupting my dirty thoughts...I sit up and see Batman walking into the room.

"Hi, Batman." I greet him.

He looks surprised to see me but looks around. "Sorry, looking for bathroom." His words sound funny.

I fall back on the bed and lift my hand pointing to the door on the other side. "In there."

I'm making gestures and moving my hands around looking at myself on the reflection of the mirror in the ceiling when I hear the bathroom door open again. Batman's walking towards me, why does that sound so funny. I begin to laugh.

I laugh even harder when Batman's face is starting at me through the mirror. He's leaning over the bed looking up at the mirror. But then my laugh turns into tears, I throw my arm over my face, not wanting Batman to see me cry.

I hear his footsteps recede towards the bedroom door. I sit up on my elbows and look over.

"Wait, can I ask you a question, Batman?"

"Um, sure." He says.

I pat the spot next to me on the bed. Batman stands there looking at me, like he's confused. I pat the spot next to me, again. Harder this time, impatiently. Batman's really trying my patience tonight.

"I don't bite unless you want me to." I tell him, but then I slap my hand over my mouth and begin laughing. Did I really say that out loud? I hear Batman laughing.

I sit up and fold my legs under me, pulling at the damn too short skirt. I look over at him, seriously. "Do you ever feel guilty for the things you do, Batman?"

"Yes, yes I do, but I think everyone does at certain points in their life." He surprises me with his answer, but it's not what I mean.

"No, no." I shake my head. "Do you ever feel bad about doing the wrong thing for the right reasons?" I lean in and whisper, "like killing someone?"

"That's a good question, Batgirl." He says, "but I think if you kill someone because they were hurting you or someone you love, then no."

I think about what he said biting my lip, but then realize there's a major problem here. "Wait, wait. I'm not the real batgirl." I laugh.

"Well, I'm not the real batman." He tells me.

"Whaaat?" I scrunch up my face in confusion. "But you sound just like him." Fake Batman, shakes his head at me. "That's okay, I won't tell if you won't." 

I reach up and place my hand on the exposed part of his face under his mask. I pull my hand away quickly when it makes contact, gasping.

"Did you feel that, too?" I ask fake Batman. He nods slowly. This is so weird.

"Can I try something?" I ask, him quietly. I don't wait for his response as I close my eyes and lean forward. I brush my lips against his and gasp when I feel the familiar warmth again. I touch my lips then shake my head. It's gotta be the weed and the drinks I had.

But now there's a fire that's been lit and there's no stopping it now. I launch myself on him. My mouth crashes against his as I push him back on the bed.

Its like there's a magnetic pull and I can't resist it, but I find myself not wanting to. I can just picture him being the one person I want right now in this moment. "Wait." Fake batman is trying to push me away.

I keep kissing him but he sits up. "Wait." He says again.

"I don't think you want to do this, I think you're drunk and maybe on somthing." He tells me. I lean down and smell him. He smells so nice.

"Please?" I don't recognize my own voice. "You can pretend I'm someone else. I will too." I tell him. It's better to be upfront and honest, right? I just want to feel close to him even if it's not really him.

Batman reaches up to take my mask off but I stop him. "No, leave it on." I pull the strings of the cape around my neck and slide it off.

I lean in again and begin kissing him again, tentatively at first. He kisses me back as if he's unsure, but then it changes. The kiss begins to become more heated and the room is filled with our moans and heaving breathing.

I move my hips over him, feeling him grow under me. He pulls away from me suddenly but I shake my head at him. "Please, don't." I tell him. I bring his hand towards my inner thigh. I hike up my skirt and lead his hand up further and I picture it's JP touching me, like he did the first time. Excitement and need building within me.

I sigh as he moves his fingers over my panties. I picture JP's hands on me as he moves my panties to the side as his finger slides in and I clench around him. I moan JP's name, my body arching in response to his touch.

I grind against his fingers and move my hair to the side as I kiss his neck. Nipping and sucking in the spot I know he likes.

He turns to lay over me and pulls my underwear down my legs. He pushes my skirt up and begins to lick me. He moans into me as his tongue run circles over my clit. I grabs on to his hair calling out his name.

"Please, JP!" I beg. I sit up and pull his face up to mine kissing him, tasting myself on his lips. I reach down and stroke his length and moaning into his mouth. I'm struggling with undoing the belt of the costume, but he leans back to help and I lay back.

I dig into my top desperately searching for the small wrapper. I finally find it and tearing it open, handing it to him. He rolls it on quickly and then plunges into me.

I scream out in pleasure. This is just like my dream I tell myself. But I want more. I urge him for more and he picks up the pace. He grunts just like JP and it helps in me reaching my peak as I wrap my legs around his waist. He moans out a name as I call out for JP.

We lay there, panting for a while before someone comes in and we scramble to get dressed. I pull up my underwear and run out of the room realizing I left my cape, but there's no way I'm going back now.

What have I done?

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