wanting to forget

Chapter 19: wanting to forget

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✴Isabella Marciano✴

''That's me'' I chimed in, not wanting to make the conversation more awkward than it already is.

Alfonse whistled, ''such a small chick, Cal. You should go back to the basics of Kickboxing.''

''Shut up'' Azure playfully punched Alfonse and he faked hurt.

''Drink?'' Brandon held up a glass of cocktail with fancy blue color and a cherry under the glass.

''I'm more of a beer chick''

Brandon chuckled, placed down the cocktail on the bench, and unscrewed a bottle of corona for me. ''Figures.''

''Wow, Cal'' gazed behind me. His eyes almost popping out of their sockets. ''I think Camilla is jealous of little Red here.''

Turning on my heels, I found a raven-haired girl wearing a skimpy black bikini, puffing out her assets melodramatically. She was glaring at me, her green eyes sitting fire towards my direction as she saunters closer to us. With each step she takes, her mascaraed heavy lashes were batting flirtatiously at Azure.

She was pretty, just like the chich Kon chose over me. I swear I'm starting to hate raven-haired girls by the minutes.

''Calvin'' she reached out her pink painted fingernails, trailing down Azure's biceps. ''Happy birthday'' she held up a small black velvet box. Azure took it reluctantly after thanking her. ''Who's she?'' The girl raked me from head to toe as if sizing me up.

''A friend of mine'' Azure stepped closer to me, snaking his arms around my waist. ''Red, this is Camila.''

She held out her pale white hands towards me, ''nice meeting you.'' It was obvious how fake she was. ''Not ready for the party?''

I stared at her blankly, ''I think I am.'' What does this party need? An invitation to get drunk with this slutty socialite?

Camila scoffed, ''aren't you overdressed?''

Looking around, I only notice now that I was the only girl wearing a dress. Most of the people in the boat are in their bikinis. To my defense, Azure was also the only guy with a top on.

So that's why Azure placed that sexy black and red striped two-piece bikini inside that bag.

Sighing, I sipped my beer and smiled at her sweetly. ''I'm not into stripping today.'' Don't get me wrong, it's not s if I wasn't proud of my body, I am. It's just that I hate people asking me about my scars. They are not that bad but they're not pretty. If someone who knows anything about bullet scars and would look at mine, they'd easily see that it wasn't just a stray bullet that hit me. It was intended to kill me.

''Come on, don't be such a pússy'' Camila taunt. Her lips curving up in a mocking smirk.

''And don't be such a bitch, Cam'' Azure held my hand, without another glance, he dragged me with him in one of the cabins. Inside the room rests a bed with white linen, a couch, a study table, and a door that leads to what seems like a bathroom.

''Are you okay?'' He asked as soon as the door shut.

I laughed at the concern drawn on his face. Seriously, does he think I'd get affected by girls like her? Finishing the beer in my hand, I flopped my body down on the soft inviting bed. ''I'm not soft Azure.''

He laid down beside me, both of us were silent for a while.

''Why do they call you Calvin?''

Azure chuckled, ''my name is Calvin but my Mom calls me Azure.''

''Oh''

''Why do you go by Red?''

''I prefer Red rather than ginger'' I answered flippantly.

He leaned on his elbow, laying on his side to face me. ''What's your real name?''

''If I tell you, then I have to kill you'' I murmured half joking half honest.

''I want to know'' he reached out, tracing my cheeks with the back of his hand slowly until he was combing my fake colored hair. ''You intrigue me.''

''Where's the fun if I tell you?'' I whispered flirtatiously, mirroring his posture, our face only inches apart.

''What's with all the mystery?'' He cupped my chin with his surprisingly soft fingers, his thumb bruising over my lower lip. ''I hate it but I like it at the same time.''

Tucking out my tongue, I licked his thumb which made him groan audibly. ''You broke all my rules.''

''I've never been good at following rules'' he leaned forward, his lips millimeters away from mine. His aftershave smells like ocean breeze, cool and minty. The way his lips part as I bit mine was an indication that he was snapping on his restraints. Funny how I affect this gorgeous being this way.

''And you didn't specify about this.'' Closing in the distance between our lips, his soft ones molded against mine. He tasted alcohol and mint, his lips were gently teasing me.

I want to forget Kon. I hate that even when Azure was kissing me, it's still his lips I want to feel against mine. God only knows what he and that girl did last night.

It was unfair to Azure that I was thinking of another mine while kissing him back. No one deserves that. Even if he was an asshole.

I placed my hand on his chest as he positioned himself above me, pinning me down with his weight on the memory foam behind me. His knees nudge my legs open, settling himself between them when they parted. He was hard as he grinds his manhood against mine.

The gentle kiss was starting to get rougher as I struggled to push him away.

Suddenly, I was transported to that warehouse in Mexico all over again. The soft bed was replaced with a cold hard floor. The pretty dress I was wearing wasn't enough to make me feel warm anymore.

Enzo's laugh echoed all over the warehouse. His laugh sounded like it came straight from hell, his eyes darker than a starless night, filled with lust.

No.

Enzo.

''Stop'' I used all my force to push Enzo away but he won't even budge. Why am I weak? Wasn't I stranger than this?

''You smell so good, Isabella'' blood drained from my body.

''Stop!'' I struggled to push him off of me. ''Get off!''

''Hey'' Azure's dark sapphire hues stared at me as he sat up. ''I'm sorry. I thought-'' My palms landed on his cheeks.

''Fuck you Enzo!''