Chapter 16

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I do a double take on the road, making sure no one will run me over. Me and Vincent walk quickly across the street and we finally reach the doors. The sign above the door says 'Club Ten' in neon lights

"What's the ten for?" I ask staring up at Vincent as he opens the door for me

"Not sure" he says with a shrug while the music floods out from inside

It's loud, very loud, he grabs my hand and leads me in. In the back are tables and booths, a step down in the middle and in front of the stage, is a dance floor with sweaty bodies jumping and pumping around, grinding on whoever is near. Different colored lights stream from the stage moving in all different directions, I smell sweat and a mix of smoke and alcohol in the air, I fight the urge to crinkle my nose. Vincent looks back at me as he pulls us over to a circular red lined booth. I slide in after him "this is just the opener the real band is coming on next" he tells me and I nod looking up on the stage

Three guys are singing and playing there instruments, one shirtless guy hold the microphone and the stand in his hand singing his heart out. Thankfully it's no screamo band. Another has his head banging at the drums and the last one has a long ponytail and is running his fingers up and down the guitar making notes I've never heard. I start to sway in my seat, the lyrics are uplifting but also deep and I try to listen carefully to detect their meaning.

I stare across the dance floor, people in black, red and other dark colors dance across the floor, most with there eyes shut and there body's flowing with the rhythm of the music. A man comes and blocks my view of the floor, I look over to him to see he's wearing a black suit, his undershirt is bright with red, pink and orange stripes and its unbuttoned revealing his chest hair that's swirling out of the open material. He has dark hair and darkly tanned skin, a fresh beard covers his chin and jaw, he smiles down at me with white teeth.

"Hi there" he says

I smile warily up at him, hardly hearing what he said, I look over at Vincent and he looks happy, his gaze on the man familiar. I'm assuming this is the friend  he was talking about "Tobias" he rolls his eyes and steps out of the booth, he stands shaking his hand "always trying to steal my girl" he chuckles patting Tobaias' back and shaking his hand

I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel about that last part...

"Well it's not my fault you get the good ones" he laughs looking over at me

I smile and extend my hand out still seated in the booth "I'm Adeline" I say loudly over the music that I'd rather be dancing to

"It's nice to meet you Adeline, haven't seen Vincent here in a while but who knew he'd end up here with such a beautiful young woman" he says looking me over "he always did have good luck" he says looking at Vincent

I don't think Vincent really 'has' me...I mean I am married, the thought makes me feel dirty and I quickly shake it away knowing that Theo doesn't think about me for half a second when he does his...thing.

"So how do you feel about the band?" Vincent asks

"I'm pretty confident, they're good and from the amount of people here so far I think I'll give them a deal" he says but then turns to me "this is my bar, I usually have bands that I'm interested in come in and play for a crowd and if I get a positive response I usually sign with them" he explains running a hair through his curls

"Wow that must be fun, getting to discover the next big thing and all" I say, I mean this guy literally makes or breaks these bands life

"Beats the alternative" he says slinging a arm around Vincent shoulder, Vincent having to bend down slightly due to Tobias' shorter frame "how is office life treating you anyways?" He asks chuckling

"As good as could be expected" Vincent tells him shrugging off his arm and sitting back down in the booth next to me

"Well the band should come on any minute, how about a round for you two?" He asks

I nod and Vincent does as well, Tobias walks away disappearing into the crowd of dancing people and walking over to the bar in the corner.

Tobias comes back over and sets down two shot glasses down on the table, he keeps one and cheers to us raising the small glass and swigs it down himself. He talks to Vincent a little longer but eventually walks away, having to tell the band to come on.

"I'm actually pretty exited" I say clapping my hands and looking over at Vincent who has managed to scoot all the way over to me, even with the ample amount of booth space...not that I mind

"Whow there, don't get to exited it's just one drink" Vincent says throwing a arm around my shoulder and his other hand reaches and his fingers pinch my cheek "am I going to have to card you?"

I hit his hand away and rub my cheek as he laughs "meany" I pout frowning at him

He smirks, his golden eyes twinkle with a teasing glint "Five year olds don't get alcohol" he says smirking at me

I scoff and lean into him "Assholes don't get to dance with me then" I say next to his ear

I back away and take the shot glass, the last time I took a shot was in high school when one of my friends dragged me to a party...that didn't go over well with my parents, but hell it was fun. I hold the clear glass in my hand, staring at the liquid that moves against the glass as the music vibrates through it.

I close my eyes and go for it, it's exactly like it was last time, it burnt like hell going down my throat and I feel the heat of the alcohol burn down into my stomach. That is so not pleasant.

I put down the glass and smirk through my disgust over at Vincent, I wink at him and stand from the table walking over to the dance floor. The band comes out and introduces themselves, the crowd goes wild and I'm shoved and pushed but I try to ignore the rude people and listen to the first song that comes on.

I sway my hips to the beat and listen to each word the singer says, this band is a lot better than the previous one. This guy is a much better singer too, something about his passion rolls off his tongue and comes through into the words. The singer along with his whole band all have shirts that say there bands name on it. One guy, the drummer, is wearing a flannel over it, his hands clutch the sticks and move rabidly across his drum set. All four of them are attractive, the singer has shaggy blonde hair, his pale skin glistens with sweat as he grips the microphone stand and sings each word with closed eyelids and pure passion. The guitar player has his head down staring intently at his guitar, his hair is black as night and his skin is creamy white. There's another electric guitar player who has dark skin, his hair is short and brown along with his eyes that sweep the crowd and a big white smile is uncovered from his lips.

The people holler and shout in cheer as they sing along to the chorus. I smile getting lost in the words and with the energy of the room, the flashing lights in the dark, the deep soul speaking lyrics, and even the smell makes me want to loose myself. I'm not used to this punk music, I see why people love it though, I'm not saying the soft sweet sounding piano or violin symphony that I listen to is bad but this.., this just makes you want to forget everything and sing your heart out until you forget your name.

I sway my hips like the rest of the girls on the dance floor and move my hand in my hair trying to memorise the lyrics while I hum to the tune. I open my eyes and scan the area expecting Vincent to be sitting at the booth, when I see it empty I stop my movements and my lip pouts in confusion.

I feel someone come up behind me, closer than the rest of the people around who are hopping up and down. I move away not facing them, I feel large hands grab my waist and I begin to pull away startled at this action but then I hear a deep melodic voice whisper in my ear, his lips grazing my jaw "I swear you'll be the death of me" Vincent says and I smirk

"I thought I told you no assholes get to dance with me" I say still not facing him but I have restarted my movements to the music, swaying my hips

"Well you're not a five year old and I'm not a asshole so looks like we were both wrongly accused" he says and bites my ear lobe, I giggle and bend my neck to try to get away

"We'll see" I say turning back to look at him

"How are you likening the band so far?" He asks speaking loudly

"They're good, the singers cute too" I say smiling back at him, he frowns at me, his eyebrows pulling together, I laugh and kiss his cheek "not near as cute as you" I tell him but he just rolls his eyes with a small hint of a smirk

We dance a little longer but after a while I'm exhausted, and frankly if I stayed on that dance floor one more minute I would officially turn into a tomato at the words Vincent wouldn't stop whispering in my ear, not to mention he wouldn't let a single inch between us...not a single one.

He leads us back over to the booth, the band finishes a song and tells the crowd that there are only two songs left. Vincent excuses himself to go get us another drink, the shot from earlier loosing its buzz. I sway to the music, this songs a little slower, not as up beat but still great. This band definitely deserves a record deal, they're amazing. I'm so glad Vincent brought me here I've never done anything like this and it's so much fun, in a way it's like an adventure...I feel like a normal young girl. I wonder if Cara would ever go with me to a place like this. She's kind of my only friend, would she laugh at me and tell me that's for uncivilized people like my mother would or would she be all for it, she's a pretty interesting soul.

That's what I don't get about Vincent, he lives in the same high class, proper world I and many other people live in but he's so different from what I expected. I don't think I could find a more confusing guy...but I don't mind the puzzle, I know one day I'll be able to solve it.

When I start to think about this afternoon, when he was saying those sweet things I feel a tap on my shoulder and I shake from my thoughts. I turn to see a guy probably a little older than me, most likely Vincent's age, he has dark hair but his hair isn't lush like Vincent's, if anything it looks corse and unpleasing to the touch. He's wearing a band t-shirt that I'm not familiar with and a pair of jeans. His build is lean but not anything like when I saw Vincent take his shirt off, that was...I shake my head and smile up at him wondering why he needs my attention.

"Hi there" he says

I smile wearily "hi" I play with my necklace, hoping that if I don't look up at him he'll go away

"I'm Tom" he says and I nod staring at the wooden table

"Adeline" I say

"I've never see you around here" he says smiling but it sends a shiver down my back, it reminds me of Theo's sleazy smile

"Yeah, I've never been here before" I say smiling and looking around him, hoping Vincent will be back soon

"Do you want to dance?" He asks moving in my line of vision to the bar "I'd sure like to see what you can do" he says looking me up and down with black eyes, at his stare I feel completely naked

I cross my arms over my body hoping by my silence he'd leave me alone "come on, one dance" he says placing a tight hand on my forearm, I quickly pull it away ready to give him a piece of my mind and tell him if he ever touched me again I'd punch him, but before the words leave my mouth a hand is placed on the mans shoulder and he is shoved back falling on his ass, making people move out of the way and give him sneered glares

I lean over the table looking at the man on the floor "she said she doesn't want to dance" Vincent spits "she doesn't dance with assholes" Vincent growls as a crowd grows around us

The man looks like he wants to fight back but he looks over Vincent and scoffs. He stands and brushes off his shirt and walks through the crowd, that's gathered, disappearing in the mass of dancing body's that hadn't noticed the scene that unfolded just behind them. The people of the crowd look at us for another minute but soon get bored of us and start to listen and dance to the music again, although some of the females eyes linger on Vincent making me glare at each of them.

Vincent shakes his head "damn men are animals" he says leaning on the table while I fight to laugh

"You're telling me" I say

He looks at me and smiles "are you ready to go?" He asks

I nod with a slight frown taking his outstretched hand. We walk through the people, thankfully not running into that asshole, if we did I'm afraid Vincent would beat him up. Vincent finds Tobias and we say goodbye, he invites us back and tells Vincent that he'll email him when a new band comes and plays.

He leads me out to the car by the small of my back, the heat from the dance floor returns to my body as his hand inches lower, his warm hand touching the bare skin of my back from the crop top. I smile thankful we reach the car before he makes me scold him. We hear the muffled noise of music from inside but besides that the parking lot is silent. He smiles at me and goes to open the door but actually wraps his arm around my waist, I'm to shocked to respond when he pulls me to him and devours my lips.

I soon come down from my shock and rest my hands in his hair, running my fingers through the soft strands. His hands tuck under my shirt, just at my rib cage, I want to pull away knowing he can feel my heart pounding in the cage its held in but I stay put, his grip on me tight in the most amazing way. His lips taste salty from sweat but his tongue tastes of mint.

"You were killing me in there" he says huskily against my lips

I smile as his lips move to mine once again, his hands move down to my thighs, he pulls my legs around his waist and I giggle and he smiles at me. He takes my lips against his an I roll my hips needing a friction, a friction I haven't needed for what feels like an eternity. He groans against my lips and I pant out trying to absorb as much oxygen as my lungs will allow. His lips move done my neck leaving a hot trail, he nips at the skin on my collar bone and I tug on his hair, he pushes himself against me harder and I bite my tongue refusing to embarrass myself. He doesn't hold back, he groans loudly and moves his lips back to mine, devouring them with his. My lungs feel empty but I wouldn't pull away for the world. He rotates his hips when I try to hold myself up higher and the friction and heat grows along with my racing heart rate.

He pulls away and takes three deep breaths and I follow in that action, he kiss any cheek and sets me down leaving my legs feeling like jelly "sometimes I hate being a gentleman" he groans

I laugh "I know it's new for you" I say, he looks up at me a little guilty but I smile, I know I should feel a little hurt knowing a month ago he was sleeping with woman left and right and sure it pings at my heart a little but when I look into his eyes I see me. That may sound odd and I can't even really describe it but I feel when he looks at me he only sees me and that's something I've never had the privilege to feel or see.

I peck his lips and open my own door climbing in, trying to get away from the nipping cold. Vincent comes around and climbs in next to me starting up the car and turning the air warm, I rub my hands together and blow in them, without a word Vincent takes my folded hands in his and blows in them himself, somehow his warm breath heats more then my hands from a simple lustful stare and air from his lungs.

I smile and he kisses them, he holds one and rests our intertwined hands in my lap. We drive the long drive back to the 'other' side of the city, we talk about our favorite song from the band and how good they were, we banter about random things and when we pull into my driveway we both grow silent.

I hate feeling like this, I know it was going to happen but all night I had tried to ignore the fact that my time with him wouldn't last forever and eventually we would have to go back. Him alone to his penthouse and me to my lonely home with a dreadful man who I share it with.

I sigh and he kisses my hand "hey" he says quietly "I'll see you soon" he promises

"I don't want to go" I admit quietly "thank you for everything...This was one of the best nights of my life" I tell him honestly

"I plan to make many more best nights of your life" he says smirking at me, it turns my frown into a small smile but I shake my head

I pull my hand away "don't go" he says pulling me back

I sigh "I have to" I say looking up into his golden eyes, even in the dark of the car I still see the beautiful colour "Theo will be wondering where I've been, I was supposed to just have lunch with my Mom but then this handsome stranger stole me away" I smile playfully at him

He chuckles "I think I've become more than a stranger by now" I shrug pretending to debate on it with a hidden smirk

"Will you call me soon?" he asks

I nod "I'll try... thank you for everything you've done...you've done things for me that no one else ever has...and I know it's not really what you usually do-" I say referring to his one night stands, I don't want to get all sappy and scare him away but I do want him to know how thankful I am

"But I don't want to be that person anymore" he says with such a different tone I look at him with wide eyes, it's like he's begging me to forgive and believe him "Adeline Taylor-" he stops like the words get lost on his tongue and he doesn't know how to finish his sentence "you-...I didn't know this would or could ever happen to me, but you have truly changed me...I thought it was impossible for me to care for anyone or anything anymore but...I care about you, I care about you a lot" he says and it looks like a weight was lifted off his shoulders after confessing this "I'm not going to repeat what I've said before but if not for me than for yourself, Theo's not good for you-" he stops himself "never mind I know I can't crack you yet but I will" he says staring at me, determination in his solid eyes

"You will" I tell him leaning over and hugging his neck while running my fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck "soon" I whisper

I want Vincent, it might seem crazy to some but I know it. I don't know how this happened, this was never supposed to happen to me. He was supposed to be some player womaniser like the rest that only felt bad for me when he took me home on a night where my Husband left me at the charity ball. But that's not what happened. When I'm with Vincent I feel happy and I don't want to let that go. He's a dream that I never want to wake up from because my reality is a nightmare.

I kiss his cheek and climb out before he can pull me back, I walk up the stairs to the front door and look back at him with a smile and a full heart. I feel so giddy and on top of the world, my heart races and I can't stop smiling.

I walk in the house, the loud echo of the door closes behind me. I smile leaning my head back and closing my eye humming one of the songs from tonight and going over each word Vincent said and the pure excitement of this day.

I smile and sigh before I hear the sound of heels clicking against the floor hurriedly over to me. I open my eyes to see Sofia looking at me with wide and scared eyes.

My happiness immediately turns to worry "Sofia what is it?" I ask reaching out to her

She holds my arms and her dark eyes are brimmed with tears

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