Romance
The Bad Boy's Dirty Little Secret BL Chapter 21: Drunken Mayhem
Kai’s P.O.V
“Excuse me.”
I let go of Erica and began moving away from the dancefloor, my mood considerably sour, however, she held onto me tightly, not letting go.
“Come on…are you seriously going to walk away?” She snapped. “Just like that?”
I looked back at the table to find Landon sitting alone and drinking, before Devon joined him at the table sans the women who had been hanging off of his arms. I didn’t know when he spotted the two of them, but thankfully, Cole was nowhere to be seen, which I could take as a good sign…
However, another person who appeared to be MIA was Night…and that male partner of his…
I took a swig of my drink, every possible kind of scenarios playing out in my mind at that very moment.
It could mean they had just gone to the men’s room, right? It’s not like Night was going to hookup with every possible guy he saw in a bar…right?
Fucking hell!
I hated this! I hated that my mind was racing with all the worst kind of scenarios and what I hated the most was that it was making me feel incredibly anxious at the same time.
I gulped down the rest of my drink in one go, before placing it on the trey of a passing waiter.
“Let’s go.” I spoke through gritted teeth; my jaw clenched and my body tense as I caught a hold of her hand and removed it from my nape, before dragging her across the dancefloor and past the sitting areas and straight in the direction of the washrooms.
There was a huge line right outside the women’s room, but just like she had predicted, while the men’s room was almost empty.
I stopped, hesitating right outside the door.
Fuck…what was I even doing here? That too with a woman in toe?
This looked really bad…
And on top of it all, I could tell that I was partly drunk. This wasn’t a good thing. If I went in there right now…and saw something that I didn’t want to see…I might react badly to it…
I didn’t want that…Fuck! What was I even doing here?
“I think we should go back.” I told her, turning to face away from the washroom.
“What? Whyyyy?” Her whiny voice got on my nerves. I looked down to find her looking up at me with large puppy-eyes and her lips jotted out in a pout.
Any other time, I would’ve thought it was cute…but right now, I found it incredibly annoying.
“Nothing.” I told her, albeit irritated. “I changed my mind.”
“Oh, come on!” Her expression turned offended. “You can’t just lead me on and then leave like this! That’s just unfair.”
I looked behind us at the line outside the women’s washroom. Several eyes were turned in our direction in open curiosity. Some even tried to pretend like they weren’t interested, but I knew they were listening in on our conversation, trying to figure out what exactly was going on.
It was when I saw someone whip out their phone to record the incident, although they tried to cover it up by making it look like they were taking a selfie…was when I knew that this had the potential to become a problematic incident.
So I took the woman’s hand grudgingly and turned toward the washroom once again, opening the door and hauling her inside behind me.
However…I was not prepared for the sight inside…
The first thing I saw as we entered the bathroom, was…the boy from earlier sitting on top of the bathroom counter with Night between his legs as he wrapped his legs around his hips…and they were kissing…
Night’s clothes were still intact but the other guy’s shirt was down past his shoulders and I could see the buckle of his belt undone and their lips moved.
The other boy was also the first to notice me…us. I could vaguely recall the girl beside me telling me something, her voice shrill, almost like a scream…but my mind didn’t register any of that…nothing at all. All I could hear was the rush of blood in my veins…and an eerie kind of silence.
Even the loud, pulsating music from outside the door became irrelevant.
Something in me just…snapped.
I marched forward, jerking away the woman’s arm from mine. “Get out.” I remember buttering to her, but I don’t think I could tell if that was really what I said as I reached for the men.
Pushing Night away when the other boy unhooked his legs from around him, I grabbed him by the collar and hurled him down from the counter and threw him away from Night with all the strength I had.
“Kai!” Night’s voice came from behind me, sounding startled and confused. But I wasn’t in a state to listen to him.
Anger fuelled by the alcohol I had been drinking made all reason fly out the window. What was I doing? Why was I doing this? Why the fuck did I even interfere?
I just didn’t know anymore. All I knew was that Night…I couldn’t see him with anyone else.
“Get out!” I roared out to the two other people in the washroom who stood confused and perplexed…and maybe even a little scared as they stared at me with wide eyes as if I had gone completely crazy.
Maybe, I had. Maybe I didn’t want to be sensible when it came to Night…
Whatever it was I knew it was pretty fucked up.
The two of them didn’t need to be told twice. They turned around and left, slamming the door shut behind them as I saw a glimpse of curious faces outside the washroom door. Some people might have heard my shouts…and they were now trying to figure out what was happening.
I felt hands on my shoulders, firm yet cautious and I knew who they belonged to immediately.
Turning around, I grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the counter, my fingers around his throat tightening a fraction before I realized what I was doing and let him go.
“What the fuck were you doing, huh?” I snapped at him, bringing my face close to his. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“What the fuck it your problem!” Night’s expression changed to anger as he pushed against my shoulders roughly, causing me to stumble back. “Why the hell are you acting like I own you a fucking explanation?”
“Because I had to save your ass the last time you were in a washroom, in a similar situation!” I told him. “Do you even remember that?”
“And you knew very well that today was different!” He shot back pushing me further away as he took another step towards me. “Did you see him attacking me? Did you see me in any kind of situation I couldn’t get myself out of? What the fuck, Kai? You acted without thinking!”
“So what if I did?” I shouted. “Why don’t you just get the fuck out of my life for good so that I don’t have to deal with you every single day! I don’t want to fucking see your face anymore!”
“Are you sure about that?” Night smirked, instead of getting angry. “Are you sure you want me to get out of your life? Because the way I see it, you were just jealous that I was ready to fuck someone else other than you.”
My blood chilled in my veins as the impact of his words hit me like a ton of bricks. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You know what I’m talking about, Kai.” Night took another step towards me, our bodies so close to each other that we stood toe to toe, chest to chest. “Actions speak louder than words. And you just showed loud and clear that you may say that you can’t stand to see me, but you damn well acted like a possessive motherfucker who didn’t want to see me with someone else.”
I grabbed onto his collar and hauled him closer, slamming my lips onto his in rough kiss that left my mind completely blank for a second.
Night stood still, shocked with his grip tightening in my shirt, but then he gave in, and I felt his lips move against mine.
His hands came up to grab onto my collar, hauling me to his body as he deepened the kiss.
I let go of him, pushing away as I lungs burned with the need for air. My hands went to my head, gripping onto my hair as I realized what I had been doing.
Fuck…fuck…FUCK!!!!
This wasn’t what I planned! This wasn’t what I wanted!! Fuck it! What was I even doing! I wasn’t like him! I didn’t…I wasn’t…
“Kai.” Night took a step towards me, but I backed away until my back hit a stall door. “Kai…”
“Stay away!” I told him, but my voice didn’t have any strength left in it.
Night strode forward, grabbing onto my arm as he pulled me out of the washroom and towards the back where there was another door that served as an emergency exit.
“Where are you taking me?” I snapped at him, trying to get my arm free of his vice-grip. “Night! Fuck it, Night! Let me go!”
But Night didn’t listen. He dragged me behind him and pushed open the doors and bragged me out into the alleyway behind the bar and into the pouring rain.
“This should help you cool down.” He snapped back, letting go of my arm.
The rain pelted down heavily onto my hair, my face, my entire body…and I came at Night to shove him up against the wall of the club.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I shouted at his face, trying hard to keep my eyes open as rain water dripped into them.
“Ask yourself that.” He snapped back. “Because I have no fucking idea what’s going on through your mind.”
“Shut up, dammit!” I felt enraged…desperate. “I don’t…I don’t know! I don’t fucking know what’s happening!”
I slammed my hand at the wall beside him, feeling the bones in my hand rattle from the force of the hit…but it was like I didn’t feel the pain at all.
“Kai!” Night’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at my hand. He quickly took my hand in his, turning it around to see the extent of the damage. “Fuck! It’s bleeding!”
“Leave it.”
I went to turn away, to jerk my arm out of his grip, but Night grabbed a hold of my shoulders and pulled me into an embrace, holding onto me tightly.
“Let go!” I jerked in his arms, not wanting any of it. “Let go!”
I thought he would let me go, leave me to my own demons, but he didn’t.
“It’s alright.” He whispered against my ears as thunder clashed in the background, lighting up the entire sky. “I know you’re confused. I know you’re feeling intimated. It’s alright. Let it go…you need to stop fighting it, fighting me.”
“Let go!” I muttered, this time, my voice sounding more defeated as the weight of his words finally settled in.
“It’s alright.” His hand came up to my nape, forcing my head onto his shoulders.
It felt like I was losing…losing everything I once knew…about myself.
So as a last way of holding onto my sanity…I bit down onto his shoulders, clamping my teeth hard around his skin, over the think material of his shirt.
My hands came up to clutch at his shirt with all my strength…and no matter how punishing the bite was…Night didn’t let go.