seven souls seven sins - Chapter 48: Chapter 48

Natasha's pov:
"Okay I'm really tired from today so I'm going to go to bed now." I fake yawn and stretch my arms at the dining table. "Sweet dreams Irmã bonita." Chase softly kisses my forehead. "Good night Princess." I hear Vincent's voice in the background as I step outside the room.
It's go time.
I scurry upstairs and hurry to my room. I silently shut the door and walk towards my closet. I pick out a gorgeous black mini dress and a cute pair of heels to match. I clasp on some random pieces of gold jewellery that compliments my tanned skin perfectly. You can even see my bikini strap tan lines since the dress is strapless.
I take a quick snap for Seb and Flynn because they always love my fit checks and begin to make my way towards my bed. I take spare pillows and stuff them under the duvet to make it appear like I'm asleep. I apply a clear gloss on my lips and I take my phone off the charger.
Pre-party vibes are always the best.
I turn off the lights and close the door as quiet as I can without making a sound. I take off my heels when I reach the top of the stairs and walk down barefoot knowing that if I didn't, I would've been caught red handed already. I tiptoe to Xander's G wagon, I effortlessly hop into the backseat and put my heels back on.
Whatever secret that they don't want me finding out must be worth a lot, I wonder what it is.
Not long after I hear the car doors open and in come Xavier and Xander. Xavier sits in the passenger seat whilst Xander takes the wheel. "Let's get a move on." I excitedly hurry them. "I hope you remember that we aren't doing this out of our free will." Xavier clarifies in a stern tone.
"Got it." I roll my eyes at his statement.
"Also two rules Tash," Xavier begins. "Oh come on! It's just a party for fucks sake." I whine in protest. "No booze, no boys." He declares as Xander drives towards Dylan's house. "What's the fun in that? It's a PARTY." I complain with my arms crossed. "I will not hesitate to turn this car around if you don't comply." Xander warns.
He's such a bummer.
"It's not like I haven't drank before, and besides I'm the one who's supposed to have the upper hand here remember?" I try to remind them of the blackmail. "No amount of blackmail will stop me from preventing alcohol from entering your system. You're only sixteen Nat." Xander clenches his steering wheel hard.
"You guys are no fun." my brows furrow.
"I rather be not fun than have you drunk." Xavier elucidates. "Party poopers." I murmur to myself. "What was that young lady?" Xander looks into the mirror to try get a view of me. "Young lady? I'm a year younger than you!" I complain at his judgment. "And you guys are going to drink, aren't you?" I point out.
"Maybe yeah." I overhear Xander mutter quietly.
"So you guys are okay driving me home drunk right?" I clarify with an arched brow. "You got me there." Xander defeatedly sighs. "Look I can get one of our friends to drop us back okay?" Xavier solves our problem. "You really think that someone in there is going to be sober?" I gesture towards Dylan's house as Xander pulls up onto the curb.
"We'll find someone, trust me." Xavier assures although he looks doubtful himself.
"Sure you will." I scoff and exit the vehicle. "Okay meet back here at midnight alright?" Xander clarified as we walk past his lawn. "Noted." I casually respond. There's crushed up beer cans all over the front garden and streamers hanging from the branches of the large tree out front.
A Brazilian party at its finest.
There's music belting from inside Dylan's house and tons of people hanging around the foyer, drunk as hell may I add. We enter the messy house and I'm met with an abundance of teenage life scattered around the place. I turn left to find myself intruding on a make-out sesh and to my right is a jock puking in a plant pot.
Compost I guess..
Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado and Timberland is blasting through the many speakers plastered throughout the house. As I step farther into the house, I hear red plastic cups crunch under my feet. The footballers spot the twins and come up to them. They all greet each other with alcohol laced within their breaths.
They're drunk as fuck.
That reminds me, I haven't had a drink yet tonight. It's the perfect time to start. I managed to slip away from the huge crowd gathered around the twins that reeked of testosterone, yikes. I spot the drink bar and take a shot of tequila which should help set the vibe for tonight.
The burn fuels my throat with a fiery taste.
"Nat, right?" A familiar voice beams throughout the room. I turn around to face Theo. That egotistical asswipe from earlier today. "Long time to see." I greet him and roll my eyes at his presence. "No need for the attitude Shawty." He steps closer towards me. I take a step back but my back is met with the counter top.
I'm fucked.
"Not gonna lie, you look good in that bikini but this dress does wonders for your body." He checks me out, his eyes wandering everywhere but my face. "My eyes are up here dingbat." I scoffed at him. His eyes meet mine for a brief second before his eyes move towards the bottle of vodka behind me.
"You fancy gettin' drunk tonight love?" He breathes on me heavily.
"I'm good." I sarcastically reply and push him off of me, I then walk towards an unexplored part of Dylan's house. That Theo lad freaks me the fuck out. I find myself in what appears to be Dylan's living room, but with no Dylan in sight. "I missed you at P.E." A deep voice calls out to me. I turn around to face none other than, you guessed it, the infamous..
Nico Harper.
I quickly turn around to exit when he blocks my way out and leans against the door frame. His upper body towers over me as he casts a shadow upon my face due to his height. "I shouldn't be speaking to you." I place my hands on his hard chest to push him away but he doesn't budge.
"You didn't think that you could get rid of me that easily, did you?" A smirk works its way onto his face.
"That's beside the point. I know what you did." I fold my arms, curious if he would confess to stealing files from Vincent's office. "Ah so the cats out the bag." He copies my motion. "You were bound to find out sooner or later." He breaks eye contact. "Did you really think that you could steal from my biological brothers and that I wouldn't find out?" My brows furrow deeper.
"It was worth a shot. It was a few years back anyways." He shrugs.
"It was three years ago." My frustration intensifies. "Like I said, the past is the past. We've all moved on from then and now here we are." He changes the subject. "You know if Xander spots me with you he will genuinely have your head." I warn. "I prefer the risk." He tsks back.
"I need my partner in crime Ms.Perfect." He desperately adds on as the hallway lighting illuminates his sculpted jawline.
"I don't want to be the Bonnie to your Clyde." I begin to walk off. "We both know you feel the adrenaline." His words cause me to stop. "I don't feel anything when I'm with you." I lie and unconsciously bite my nails. "Lying to yourself does more harm than good." He sarcastically advises.
"I will never confess to whatever conspiracy you have in your stupid mind , no matter how drunk I am." I taunt him.
"Wanna bet Ms.Perfect?" He stops leaning against the doorframe and he grows a few inches taller. He sticks out his hand with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. "You're on." I smirk and shake his huge hand with glee. "Blackout or Back out." His hot voice whispers into my ear as we walk back towards the bar.
He scans the beverages laid out infront of us and wisely chooses a bottle of Smirnoff.
"Classic." I mock him. Before he hands me the bottle, he bites the cap off using his pearly white teeth. "Drink up." He places the glass into my palms. I give him a 'I'm definitely gonna regret this' look before tilting the full bottle upright and pouring it into my mouth. The bitter hot liquid coats my throat in a flamed substance.
"It burns." My eyes squelch in response.
"Is it your first time?" He questions with an arched brow. "No but it is with a whole 500ml of alcohol." I manage to murmur out in between chugs. "You're doing well Ms.Perfect. In and around 15 minutes you'll start to feel the full effects." He smirks as he watches me chug down the whole bottle.
"Fuck that was a lot." I swear as I place the empty glass bottle on the marble counter.
"Even I'm surprised how fast you downed that bottle." He chuckles. His laugh sounds heavenly to my ears. "You got any tips on how to not get drunk?" I ask resting my arms on the counter feeling full. "I got a tip for ya, and it's pink." He playfully smirks. I hit him hard on his shoulder.
"Gross! I don't want to talk about your microscopic dick." I gag at the thought.
"Hey! My dick isn't microscopic." He defends himself, acting offended by my words. "Lying to yourself does more harm than good." I repeat his words and he smiles knowing that I remembered them. "There's only one way to find out how big it truly is." He responds with a wink. "You're disgusting." I shove him against the counter and walk off.
"Don't do anything stupid!" He shouts in the distance.
"Watch me." I mouth as I walk into the dining room. There are people dancing everywhere and one moment I'm standing still and the next a person has their arm wrapped around my waist pulling my body towards them. We're dancing to the music without a care in the world.
I also forgot to mention that the person is Theo.
He's drunk, and I mean drunk drunk. I feel his hot breath on my neck and his bulge against my dress. "You're a better dancer than you say you are." He compliments trying to gain my attention. "You're not so bad yourself." I feel the alcohol coursing through my veins. As Theo and I sway to the rhythm in sync, I feel a familiar stare upon my back.
I take charge in the dance and turn to the side to get a better view of the person, only to find Nico's envious eyes.
Oh boy, it's payback time. I take this as the perfect time to make him jealous of me, which also happens to be my favourite past time. I look away from him and into Theo's red eyes. I lean forward, on my tippy toes and whisper into his ear, "Can I kiss you handsome?" I think the seduction worked because his head nods up and down eagerly along with his adam apple.
I peck my lips on his for a whopping total of 5 seconds before pulling away.
He leans in for more but I only let him kiss my neck. I turn to face Nico's clenched fist coming up to us. "Back the fuck away Theo." He protectively barks. Red engulfs his vision. I watch Nico's jaw tick at Theo's sloppy words. "No can do amigo, she's all mine." Theo peers into my eyes but mine are attached to Nico.
"She has a boyfriend." His possessive voice gets angrier by the second.
"Oh really? I would love to meet him." I sarcastically ask, detaching myself from Theo's hold. "You're coming with me." Nico demands and drags me away from Theo who doesn't seem to fight due to his tampered mental state. "I suggest that you let go of me, unless you're taking me to meet my boyfriend." I complain as he pulls me into the living room.
"Sit down." He orders with his dominant voice.
"I'm sat." I lay down on the couch, crossing my legs in the process. "What the fuck were you thinking?" He possessively scolds. I shrug my shoulders."Looks like it worked, you are jealous." I blurt out. Shit, that was meant to be kept in my mind. He folds his veiny arms and my mouth collects saliva at the sight.
"You're not thinking clearly." He states.
"After drinking a whole bottle of vodka, I hoped I wouldn't." I bicker back and stand back up. "Sit down and rest, I don't want you pullin' shit like that again." He orders me in his deep voice. He looks at me up and down before speaking in a low tone. "I'm going to get you water to sober up, don't go anywhere."
"This was a bad idea." He mutters to himself as he leaves the room.
My hand reaches for my head as the alcohol is starting to kick in. I should've eaten more pasta at dinner, drinking on an empty stomach feels awful. Soon enough the beverage invades my thoughts. I stand up and a wave of dizziness washes over me. I stumble a bit in my heels but I steady myself and walk into the dining room.
There's always a wild side to an innocent face.
"Let's get you up on the table." A random man lifts me onto the tabletop. It's only two other girls and I dancing our heart out as others watch and laugh with us. My body moves but my mind is numb. Meddle About by Chase Atlantic belts through the speakers. I sway to the beat and let my conscience make the decisions for me.
It's about time that I let loose.
I bring on my inner pussycat doll and begin rolling my body in ways that you would never expect. The crowd cheers me on as I bend and snap whilst my dress has risen quite a lot. I let loose and begin feeling myself. I whip my hair around whilst sexily dancing to the music in my ear.
I have never felt this alive before.
Before I know it, Theo has joined me on the wooden table and he dances by my side. "You got moves baby." He compliments and works his hand around my waist. "Why thank you Mrrrrr??" My words slur. "Theo, your favourite." He smirks back. "I couldn't get enough of your taste my love." His face gets closer.
"You'll have to wait for more." I tease him and hop off the table with him trailing behind me. "Let me take you upstairs gorgeous." He offers with his eyes full of lust. "I don't knowww. My brotherz said no boyss or boozeee." I drunkenly decline. "C'mon sexyy. I wanna see that body in actionn." He persuades.
"Take mee." I grin without knowing what's to come next.
He grins and leads me upstairs and into a bedroom. He drags me to the double bed and seductively pushes me onto the bed. He quickly locks the door and comes back to me. He begins to climb on top of me and starts kissing my neck, working his way upwards.
"Fuck you taste so good." He curses which makes me force a smile at his words.
Once he reaches my lips, one hand balances himself beside my shoulder whilst the other trails down my stomach, working his way down. Although I'm drunker than him, I still have my senses. "You're going to farrr." I whine trying to get him to stop going that direction.
"I think I'll be the judge of that." He slyly smirks and reaches that spot.