13-Oh Sh*t It's Our Song

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Persephone

You ever just like know something bad is going to happen?

Like you feel it down to your bones that somethings going to go horribly wrong but you just can't pinpoint what that will be?

Well that's how I felt tonight as Peyton and I got ready to go to Swing the club Brendan is obsessed with. 

I haven't told her that I told Asa, he and Phoenix could come along. It might be a bit shitty of me but I knew she would protest especially when it came to Phoenix being there. 

I let Asa know two nights ago after I had gotten back from the rink. Peyton had been on her bed telling me that Brendan had told her she couldn't wear the dress she bought because it showed too much cleavage. 

Right after that conversation I texted Asa the address and the time we had planned on going. 

Brendan is meeting us there because he's driving from town and doesn't want to make a pitstop at the college first. 

Ok Brendan Gack like I wanted to ride in your pick up truck anyway. 

It smells like cigarettes and pineapples. 

No joke, I had to ride in it a few times in high school. It's one of those times where you have to take extremely light and shallow breaths to keep from gagging. 

"Ok let me go put on my dress." Peyton says as she gets up from her spot on the floor and heads to her wardrobe. 

I continue to apply mascara to my long lashes. 

My hair is already loosely curled and I put on the dress Peyton got for me the other day at the mall.

It's a dark blue spaghetti strap body con dress, the front has a crisscross cutout. Honestly I am in love.

I decided to also pair it with my black opened toed heels. 

Peyton walks over to me and shows me her outfit. 

It's a black velvet long sleeve dress with a straight neckline. She's wearing her black doc's with it and her hair is pin straight. Not the dress she originally chose but no less pretty. 

"I hope Brendan likes it." She says looking at herself in our floor length mirror. 

I hope Brendan falls into a ditch. 

"Well I love it." I say and she smiles, "Me too."

* * * 

We find a standing table and order drinks as we wait for Brendan and the guys to get here. 

"I am regretting wearing heels already." I say and Peyton gives me a pointed look, "Shut up you look so good right now, a little pain never hurt anyone."

"Umm it does, it hurts my feet really bad." I grumble. 

"Hey baby." Brendan says as he walks over to us and throws an arm around Peytons shoulder. 

He's wearing khaki pants and a mustard yellow polo. 

I stifle a whole laughing fit when I notice the stain on the left side of his shirt. 

I am pretty sure that's pizza sauce. I wouldn't judge if we were in the confinement's of home but at a club? 

His eyes take in my dress and he grimaces, "Seph, classy as always."

It's meant as an insult because unlike Peyton he can't tell me how to dress or make me feel belittled. 

"Same to you Brendan." I say giving him a nice big fake ass smile, "I especially love the pop of color, " I gesture to the sauce stain, "Adds a bit of flare to your outfit."

He looks down and curses. Peyton pulls a tide stick from her purse and quickly removes the stain. 

I swear he's a five year old child in a grown mans body. 

The music thumps loudly in the club as Brendan and Peyton talk amongst themselves, her trying to calm him mostly. 

She laughs at something he whispers in her ear and I roll my eyes. 

When they begin to make out I whip out my phone. 

Me: when are you getting here?!?!? 

Asa: soon, hold your horses

Me: Ughhhh you'll be hearing from my therapist about this. 

I attach a photo of Peyton and Brendan, and Asa sends a gagging emoji back. If I had to see it so did he. 

I decide to go to the bathroom while I wait for the guys.

When i get back, luckily Brendan and Peyton are breathing their own separate air again. 

"Hey party people." I hear Phoenix call out and i have never been more relieved in my life to hear his voice. 

Asa

Holy shit I think my jaw just hit the floor. 

Percy is the only one I see the moment we enter the club. 

She's fucking hot as hell in that dark blue dress and fuck me, those legs. 

I can't help but imagine them wrapped around my waist as I-

"Hey party people." Ridge calls out and Percy turns her head towards us. 

She gives us a smile as we walk over to her. 

"Hey guys, what a coincidence that you guys just happen to be here at the same time we are." She says looking between us and the couple beside her. 

Brendan frowns as if we are crashing something private. 

Percy smiles when she sees that frown. 

"I didn't know you guys went to clubs." Peyton says and Ridge smirks, "Blondie I hit clubs up every weekend."

That's a lie, most of the time we just go to parties on campus because Ridge tends to over do it with the alcohol and I am the one forced to lug his giant ass back to the house. 

I come to stand directly beside Percy and she leans up, her lips inches from my ear. 

"Thank you." 

It's just two simple words that shouldn't affect me at all, but they do. 

"Seriously Seph you think I'm dumb?" Brendan asks offended. 

She feigns confusion, flipping her hair over her shoulder, "Why would you think that?"

He scoffs, "You invited these two here clearly."

Wow give this man a gold fucking star. 

"No they just happened to be here at the same time as us, it's like in high school when you happened to be in the neighborhood during Peyton and I's sleepovers." She says with an innocent smile on her face. 

He looks pissed. 

"We can all just hang out together, ok?" Peyton asks trying to cool the tension down. 

For some reason I place my hand on Percy's lower back, giving her hip a little squeeze. 

She leans into the touch and takes a deep breath, adverting her eyes from Brendan to me. 

Then a small grateful smiles takes over her face and fuck if it doesn't make my insides flip. 

Persephone

The only thing I can focus on at the moment is Asa's hand resting on my lower back. 

We haven't mentioned the almost kiss and now he's touching my back. 

Luckily before I can read too much into it the song changes and I look over to Peyton at the same time she looks at me. 

"Oh shit it's our song." I squeal and grab her hand. 

Pon De Replay by Rihanna fills the speakers of the club

"Where the hell are you taking her?" Brendan asks, clearly annoyed. 

I resist the urge to roll my eyes, "To dance, you can join if you want." I offer. 

The only reason I do is  because I know he won't, Brendan hates dancing. He's allergic to anything remotely fun. 

We make it to the dance floor and Peyton and I let loose. 

It's been forever since we just danced, and I forgot how fun it is. 

Looking over at the table I see the guy's eyes on us. 

Well Phoenix's and Brendan's eyes are on Peyton, Asa's are directly on me. 

My body feels like it's on fire and I completely forget how much these heels are killing me. 

I turn back to Peyton to see a huge smile on her face, which in turn makes me smile. 

'It goes one by one, even two by two. Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do...' Peyton and I sing along, and everything around us drifts away. 

Well until....

I feel a body press up against me and a pair of hands coming to rest on my waist. 

"Thought you might want some company." Asa whispers in my ear. 

I wonder if he can feel the goosebumps that run up my arms and down my spine. 

I push up against him, which I will be blaming on the alcohol I had tonight. He nuzzles his nose into my neck, breathing in my perfume as his fingers tighten their grip. 

Looking over I see Phoenix dancing with Peyton. Not like how Asa and I are dancing. He's actually a good distance away from her but it's still clear as day that he's dancing with her. 

She doesn't seem to mind.

"Has anyone told you how hot you look tonight?" He says into my ear, "Every person in this club would die to be where I am right now."

Oh god, my mind is screaming abort, abort, abort. Yet I stay right where I am, letting him torture me with his words. 

I don't think I have any sort of common sense when it comes to this man. 

I feel his tongue dart out and lick my earlobe, making my knees go weak. Luckily he's holding me up. 

What has gotten in to him? More importantly, why do I like it so much?

"Would you be biting your lip like that for just anyone Percy?" He asks and sure enough I am biting my bottom lip. 

He's also really hard against my back and I can't think straight. 

Any restraint I had left me when I feel him kiss my shoulder.

I'm weak for this man, utterly and completely weak.  

Slowly he kisses his way up my neck to my jaw. It's torturous the way he takes his time and I almost groan in frustration. 

He gets to my jaw finally and I turn my head slightly for him to get a better reach. 

Then his lips go higher and higher. 

He kisses the side of my mouth and all I want is for him to finally kiss me and put us both out of our misery. 

Just as his lips start to descend near mine we hear it. 

A girl screams and the crowd gasps.

Asa and I spring apart like someone just dumped cold water on us. 

It might as well have been. 

The scream came from Peyton and I look to see Brendan standing over Phoenix who's clutching his jaw. 

"You fucking prick." He shouts and I wonder how he managed to clock Phoenix like that. 

Not only is Phoenix a good ten inches taller than him but unlike Brendan, Phoenix is pure muscle. 

He must have gotten him by surprise. 

Phoenix gets to his feet and he looks pissed. Any trace of his normal playful attitude gone.

Asa

Shit this is not going to end well. 

Ridge stands back up to his full height, his face twisted in anger. 

I have some anger issues but nothing compares to Ridge when he gets pissed. 

Brendan doesn't know it but he just made probably one of the biggest mistakes in his life. 

Before anyone can do anything Ridge picks up Brendan by the collar of his shirt and slams him into the hard ground. 

Percy jumps beside me, making me spring into action. 

"Come on man lets go." I say as Ridge sends his fist flying into Brendans face. 

"Ridge." I shout but he doesn't register it as he continues to pummel Brendan. 

The thing about Ridge is once he gets like this you shouldn't touch him. 

Freshman year I made that mistake after he was attacking some guy in a bar for spilling his drink on him. 

I tried to get him off the guy and next thing I know he's attacking me. It's like when he gets like this all he can see is red. 

Luckily unlike the guy at the bar I was closer to Ridges weight and could get him off of me. 

I did have a busted lip and black eye though, something I really don't want a repeat of before early morning practice tomorrow.

Peyton walks over to him and before I can stop her she places her hand on Ridges shoulder. 

"Phoenix he's had enough stop it." She shouts, tears in her eyes, and he visibly stills. 

He turns his head to look at her and she shakes her head in disappointment. 

Standing, he gets off of Brendan. The guy's face is covered in blood but he's still awake. 

I watch as Ridge reaches for her but she bypasses him and kneels beside her boyfriend. 

"Seph can you see if we can get him some ice." She says and Percy hesitates before heading towards the bar. 

"Peyton-" Ridge starts but she glares up at him, "Leave, I don't even want to look at you right now."

He sighs and heads to the door, and I follow. 

I get into the drivers seat of my jeep, Ridge gets into the passenger side. 

"You want to talk about it?" I ask and he shakes his head, "This girl is fucking with my head."

I nod in understanding. 

What happened tonight with Percy never should have happened, but fuck it felt good to be pressed up against her like that. To have her lean against me. 

It was a good thing something stopped it from going too far. It was a reminder of what was going on. 

The thing is I am wildly attracted to Persephone but I could never act on it. She's not only too good for me but I could never give her what she needs. 

She wants a boyfriend and that's not something I can offer. Yeah, I can give her the physical stuff but the emotional shit....

It would mean having to tell her about my past which no one but Ridge knows. She knows some but not nearly half of it. 

I know I am not ready to tell her all of it. 

We are just friends who are working on a project. 

Now I just have to remind her and myself that, that's the only thing we are. 

Friends.

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Edited

A/N Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas was so good. If I were Jordan I would pick Pike Lawson over his son any day. 







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