Chapter 3: Improvidence Issues

"Please, please.”

"You'll like it.”

"Live a little.”

"She won't go. Don't you see she's a bookworm and a lame girl who wouldn't even come to the party? Let her be. "

All those words convinced me to come with them, especially the last claim that was, of course, said by Regina. I came to XS Las Vegas with them and now I can't help but feel like a fool as Animals by Maroon 5 plays through the room and nearly everyone's dirty dancing while I'm sitting here next to Jamie who decided to keep me company. Jamie is nice. I still like her.

"Gulp it down! Yeah! ", this dude Kian shouts and presses his front against this girl's ass. I think her name is Sophia, I'm not so sure. He tells her to take a shot of vodka.

His hands move up and down her hips and he squeezes at some point, making me cringe and look back to my drink. An apple juice.

"I still can't believe you came all the way to Las Vegas to go out and drink an apple juice in a nightclub. ", Jamie scrunches up her nose and takes a sip of her beer. I offer her a small smile.

"Uhm... I don't drink. ", I say.

"You're a lunatic. That shit is practically the same as Jorge's pee. Trust me, I've seen it before. When my brother gets drunk he misses the toilet every fucking time. ", she snorts and I gasp.

"Okay, now I'm officially grossed out. “ I say and put away my juice. "What's it about this dance anyway? “ I point to Kian who's now rubbing his manhood up and down Sophia's behind.

"It's all about fun, I guess. Try it, it's actually fun. Then your partner leads you to the room upstairs and you get all nasty. Well, as nasty as you allow it. ", she says casually.

I gag inside of my mouth and she giggles.

"Sorry, I know you don't like that kind of idea. By the way, when's the last time you got laid? "

"Uhm... In my previous life? ", I say shyly.

"What did we miss? “ Jorge asks and stumbles to his seat with Regina the Bitch sitting down on his lap.

Jamie is still in shock. I silently plead for her not to say it but I guess she didn't get my signals.

"Just that Allison's a virgin! “She laughs, too much drink having an effect on her. Jorge widens his eyes.

"What? That's hilarious! ", he starts laughing and Regina only stares at me, smirking like she's about to murder someone. ”You're kidding, right? “He looks at me serious.

"I actually expected this to be true. I knew she was a virgin, who would fuck her with that innocent face. ", she spits and licks Jorge's ear whose laugh stifles.

Couldn't I just lie and say it was two months ago or something? They might throw me out of the suite because of this... I know it's hilarious what I'm thinking but they seem like people who can't stand prudes. Have I just called myself a lame girl? I've drank too much apple juice tonight.

"We have to fix you right away. Who's virgin at that age, woman? Who? Nobody. ", Jorge says and pats my shoulder. I am somehow getting used to his rude way of joking. It might have been funny two or three times. ”I think you could have a great time in bed with my buddy. "

"I don't want to get in bed with him. ", I say, clearly disgusted.

"Fine. It can be a pool or Jacuzzi, as you wish, extravagant woman. ", he trails his fingers up Regina's waist, almost touching her chest.

"I don't want to... ", I say much quieter. I hate this shyness of mines.

Jamie, Jorge and Regina laugh. Kian is too... busy to do the same. That's when they all stare behind me and I give them a curious look, turning around to see what they're staring at myself. When I turn around, I am face to face with this guy and it's not pleasing at all. His eyes widen at my presence for a reason unknown to me and I cringe, noticing the increased way breaths are leaving his mouth. What is wrong with this guy? After a few seconds of staring in pure shock, he seems to have pulled himself together. Breathing is still at its quickened pace between us and he steps back slightly.

How did I get stuck in this situation again?

They even convicted me to come to this stupid party where I'm watching hormonal teenagers and adults groping each other and getting as drunk as they possibly can. It's only been thirteen hours since I've come to Las Vegas and I'm already regretting it. His eyes stare into mines with that curious look of disbelief in them. In my opinion, the guy is too taken back while at only a stranger such as myself and I begin to wonder what might be on his mind. Finally, he collects his thoughts, looks up and down my baggy shirt and old jeans and his lips break into a teasing smirk. He turns to three of my newly made acquaintances.

"Did some of you get a babysitting job or something? “His voice is much more appealing than his looks. He looks like he just killed a man in that black leather jacket, tight black pants and a red necklace around his neck, his hair messy blonde and eyes twinkling.

Regina the Bitch laughs and presses her behind more against Jorge's front.

"No but I thought the same when I saw her. I was just nice enough not to say it. ", she says. Nice? Alright...

"No, seriously, you know this is a nightclub not an education class or church? “Blonde smirks at me and I roll my eyes at him.

"Whatever. ", is the only thing I say.

"Allison this is the buddy I was telling you about, Ross, this is our new roommate. “ Jorge introduces us.

So Ross is his name. Interesting.

Not.

Flinching at the mention of my name, but then crunching up his nose, he breaks into uncontrollable laugh; which would be a very adorable and nice sound if he wasn't mocking me. We all stare at him, Jorge with that amused smile of his. Ross finally stops.

"Wait... You're not kidding? ", he gasps.

"I wish they are. “ I remark.

"Fuck. Where will she sleep? I won't give her my room or let her stay with me. ", blonde says, now more serious.

Oh, trust me; I don't want to share a room with you either. I'd rather share it with Jorge than you, disrespectful douche bag.

"Relax, dude. We have enough rooms for her; she may have the door at the end of the hall. ", Jorge says and Ross let's out a huge breath and nods.

"I've just finished my own little party. “The blonde speaks now with an even tone and I bite my cheek on the inside from the tension of his serious look but amused twinkle in those annoying eyes of his.

"Who did you party with? “ Jamie asks.

"Sophia. ", as he says the name, I look over at Kian who is now drinking with some friends of his and the girl he was shoving his thing into is nowhere to be found.

"I thought Sophia was Kian's girlfriend. “ I narrow my eyebrows at four of them and they look at each other and try to stifle a laugh.

"Girlfriend? No. We don't do that. ", Regina says.

"Do what? “ I question the bitch. She smirks at me.

"Date. Sophia is just a whore. She doesn't date. ", I gasp at her explanation and she snorts.

"I thought she was your friend?”

"Her being my friend doesn't mean I won't say the truth about her, even if it's as horrible as it is.”

"And what are you then? “ I spit.

She stares at me and giggles. "I'm an ordinary woman.”

"Yea. You know that small quote? We are who we hang out with. ", I say under my breath.

"Are you trying to call me a whore? “Of course I'd never say it out loud but my point is obvious here.

I shrug and take a sip of my apple juice. This party stinks.

"She's not a slut, she just occasionally sleeps with me, Jorge, Kian, Dylan, Will, etc. ", Ross says amusingly and smirks at her. She gasps.

"Excuse me. I haven't slept with Dylan; Jorge interrupted us while we were making out. "

"Yeah, that was a bad day. I so wasn't in the mood. I got home drunk and I barely remember what happened. ", Jorge says and his hand crosses Regina's navel. He looks aside for a second.

I make a disgusted face and stand up from my seat.

"Guys... I'm going back. I'm feeling sleepy. Can I have the key? ", I say and look at them. Each one of them rolls their eyes and Jamie tries to thought me out of leaving but I only tell her I'm really tired and she gives up. When I leave the nightclub, I find myself on the busy, lights covered Las Vegas streets.

"Need a ride home? “Someone startles me from the right and I squirm and turn to look at them. Three men are standing next to me and grinning like they've just won lottery.

"Uhm... No thanks. ", I try to be polite and back away. They follow me.

"Oh, come on, cutie. We will only drop you off. We'll keep our hands to ourselves. Right guys? ", a guy in the middle says and I gulp.

"I just want to walk. “ I say but the guy grabs my wrist.

"Come on. Where's your place? "

"I... I... "

"She said get the fuck away from her. ", familiar voice surprises me and I look in the direction of entrance. Ross and his blonde messy hair approach us and he grabs my wrist, freeing it from their grip.

"Sorry. We didn't know she was with you, Anderson. ", one of them says and I mentally hug Ross for coming in the right moment.

"Why are you still here? Get lost. ", blonde spits and they all turn around to leave.

When they do, I notice my wrist is still in Ross' grip. I mumble a quick thank you and that's when he starts pulling me somewhere.

"What are you doing? Where are we going? ", I ask, shaking being the evident of my slight fear in this situation.

"To my car. I'll drop you off. ", he hisses and approaches the black van.

"Wait... Why would you? "

"Because Jamie told me to do just that and I can't stand her high pitched voice when she's pissed off, so cooperate with me and get in.”

Everything that relates to him is black, even his car; it's such an awful yet appealing fact. I can't deny it that he intrigues me in this weird way of his.

"I can walk. “ I pull my hand out of his grip and follow him.

My subconscious tells me to run away and hide in the bushes, but I follow his lead anyway. Where would I even find bushes in Las Vegas?

"Don't be scared. I just saved your ass out there. I know these guys; they are quite interested in girls like you. ", he says and sits on the driver's seat.

I sit on the passengers’ and buckle up my belt.

"And what kind of girls is that? “ I ask as he guns the engine.

"Well... The alleluia kind of girl, you know the one who says alleluia every time mother hugs her child or some shit. ", he says and I laugh. "The innocent kind."

"I'm not an alleluia girl. I'm just responsible. "

"Responsible for what?”

"Life. ", I say. "I don't go around, drinking disgusting things, some of them we won't be even naming, and I don't sleep with different guys every day. It's simple. "

He chuckles "You're boring. "

"You're annoying.”

Ross drives away and I hum with the song playing through the small car of his.

"Do you like grapes? “ I ask when I notice a small store on the outside.

Ross raises his eyebrows and rolls his eyes "Please don't ask me ridiculous, annoying questions anymore. "

"I was just asking if you...”

"Me taking you back to hotel doesn't make us friends so don't try to make a chit-chat with me please. “He says and pulls out his phone to text someone.

I roll my eyes and lean against the window. When I notice the car is meandering, I squirm and look at Ross who is only texting and not paying any attention to the road.

"Ross! Drive the car, we will crash. ", I shout. He laughs at the text message and my anger rises.

When I notice we are going in the direction of a big truck, I scream and unbuckle my seatbelt.

"Ross!! “ I yell and lean across his lap, grabbing the steering wheel.

"What the... Oh my god! ", he shouts and grabs me tightly by the waist as I turn the wheel right, hoping to pass the truck.

When we run past it, I keep on driving on his lap for a few moments until he stops on the side of the road. My breathing has increased and I fall back to his chest. I can feel his fastened breath blowing in my ear and I close my eyes.

"Fuck. ", he says and rests against his seat, holding me in place.

When I catch my breath, I stay quiet for one more second and then angrily turn around. Heavy slap echoes through the car and Ross' shocked face is everything I see.

"What the heck? Did you plan on killing us? What is your problem, Ross? We could've ended our lives right there, in the back of that truck!! ", I scream at him.

He rubs his cheek up and down and gives me a glare before pushing me off of him and back to the passenger's seat "I'm sorry."

"Sorry is not enough!" I am still pissed.

"Let's not talk about you straddling my lap. “He snaps.

I gasp "You are mental! I've just saved our freaking lives and you thank me by accusing me of sitting on your lap? You know what; I'm walking back to hotel. I don't know why I accepted your offer to drive me in the first place. ", I spit and get out of the car, slamming the door behind me.

I rush down the sidewalk and hear a honk. I see Ross' van slowly following me by my side and try to walk faster. The window rolls down and his smug smile appears.

"You know you're no faster than the car, right?”

"Shut up.”

"Fine. Get in the car. I'll be more careful. ", he demands.

"No. "

He bites his bottom lip. Hard.

"Come on.”

"I said I won't.”

"I'm sorry, okay? I will be more careful now. Just get in.”

I roll my eyes but somehow know I've lost the battle against his pleading voice. It's hard for me to believe he says sorry often.

I sit on the passenger's seat again and he continues to drive, keeping his promise and being very careful.

Thank god, I'm finally going to get some sleep before going to work tomorrow.