BIRTHDAY

She rummaged through her wardrobe, searching for the perfect thing to wear. All the dresses she came across were either too short or too revealing. They were not her style but Jas would have none of it. When they went shopping, Jasmine made sure to stuff some slutty dresses into her shopping bag.

Her eyes caught a red dress which was a bit better than the rest. She pulled it out of the wardrobe and walked to the mirror. The dress stopped mid-thigh and had an opening at the back. It looked sexy and decent at the same time, if that was possible. Satisfied, Kathlyn dropped it on the bed and proceeded to look for footwear. She got a black stiletto which would go perfectly with the dress.

She dropped the shoe beside the bed and proceeded to the bathroom to have a shower. She came out ten minutes later and her eyebrows lifted when her eyes fell on the clock. It was almost seven P.M. She did not realize how far the time had gone until now. She walked to her vanity and began applying some make-up to her face. She tried to keep it as simple yet sexy as possible. She was slowly starting to feel the rush of her birthday and she attributed the feeling to Jasmine's excitement.

She was never someone who celebrated her birthday. To her, birthdays were a reminder that you were getting old and there were a lot of things you had not yet achieved. She did not like the feeling of growing old but what she detested more was the feeling of failure. She pouted her lips and applied mauve colored lipstick to match the color of her dress. She chose not to settle for red because she did not want a lot of red.

She straightened her naturally curly hair before curling it in a different manner. After she was done curling, she pinned it to the top of her head and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt satisfaction wash over her at the image in the mirror. She managed to achieve the look she was aiming for.

She got into her dress and took one last glance at the mirror before picking her clutch and walking out of the room.

"Girl, you look hot" Jasmine said in admiration as soon as she spotted her. She had a chicken wing in her right hand and a glass of champagne on the other. "If I were a man, I would jump you right here and now."

"Hold up on your crazy imaginations" Kathlyn said making her laugh.

"You want some chicken? I'm almost done with them" She offered. Kathlyn's nose scrunched in disgust.

"You are disgusting. I won't eat that even if I were a beggar" She said making her way out of the house.

"Where you going without me? Thought you were not in the mood to party?" Jasmine called. She rushed to the sink, washed her hands clean before coming back to clear the table. She locked the door before making her way to her friend.

Loud music was coming from the club when they stepped in. Kathlyn looked around the club feeling conscious. Jas dragged her through the sweaty bodies and horny dancers into a section of the club which was reserved for the VIPs. Kathlyn looked at her in question but Jas avoided her eyes. Deciding to let it slide, she settled on one of the seats and looked around the place. This part was quiet compared to the other part. The people in this section talked in hushed tones with each other.

"This is so uncomfortable" Kathlyn told Jasmine. Her eyes caught a couple who looked like they were about having sex in the middle of the room. The man was pushing his fingers into the dress of the woman while she giggled like a deranged woman.

"Just mind your business and have fun" Jasmine scolded. She offered a smile to a small crowd opposite them and nodded her head to the beat of the music. "I will be back in a few" She said after a few minutes. She rose up and disappeared through the door to their right which led to the bar.

An English man strutted towards Kathlyn and shamelessly licked his lips while looking at her suggestively. She glared at him and forced herself to keep her cool. As if ignoring her, the man walked closer and sat on the space Jasmine just rose up from.

"What is an angel like you doing all alone in a place like this?" He said. His accent annoyed her and she felt like he was purposely making it more pronounced so as to get on her nerves.

"Go away" She snapped.

"C'mon. That is no way to talk to someone who is looking out for you" The stranger cooed.

"And they will be looking for you soon enough if you do not get the hell out of here" Jasmine thundered. Kathlyn looked at her gratefully before looking back at the man. He pushed himself up from the seat and brushed past Jasmine while muttering 'bitch'. She rolled her eyes at him and offered a glass of sex on the beach to Kathlyn.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good. I would have broken his nose if you did not show up" She said lightly making Jasmine laugh. They sipped their drinks quietly and danced to the rhythm of the music.

"Hey, care for a dance?" A handsome young Italian man asked stretching out his hand towards Jasmine. Without giving much thought to it, she accepted his hand and walked away with him leaving a slightly drunk Kathlyn all to herself.

"So much for spending my birthday with me" She mumbled and continued sipping her drink. She dropped her glass on the table and sat up straighter when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Slowly, she turned around and she almost choked on her spittle when she recognized the man.