RAELYNN'S POINT OF VIEW
After my encounter with Lucas, I went to the secluded garden somewhere around the hall, where only I recognized.
Don't get me wrong, there are probably other people that knew about the garden but I've never seen anyone there since I found it, so I like to believe it was a place only I knew about.
Just like Diana said, this was reality. And my reality was a situation whereby the man who was supposed to be my mate claimed my sister as his mate right in front of me and treated me like an obstacle to his happiness and my sister's future.
I should learn to live with my reality no matter how hard it becomes. And that includes running off from my own birthday party to a place where no one would find me. A place where I'd be free of any unintentional mate's betrayal drama. A place where the man I loved wouldn't look at me with such irritation and disgust in his eyes.
The cold breeze did nothing to soothe the ache in my chest. I just wanted to shrivel up in here like a prune and die. And fuck my luck, no one would probably find my body around here until I became remnants of bones, away from Lucas' face forever... Just like he wanted.
I sat in the garden and played with the flowers for hours, pouring out my heart to them like they could hear me and I believed they could, because for the first time since I found this garden, the poisonous flowers with sharp spines lowered their spooky pines and let me touch them freely without drawing blood.
'If you feel this sorry for me, little flower, why doesn't anyone else feel the same way? Even the moon goddess holds a grudge against me' I mumbled silently, my voice cracking with emotion as I wiped my tears again.
My phone buzzed in my pockets and I pulled it out to see a live video posted by Diana on her page.
The party continued even without the birthday girl and Diana is having the best time of her life, enjoying her newly found love. It's been hours and no one bothered to look for me... Or maybe they did but couldn't find me?
I dragged my heavy feet out of the garden and made my way to the roadside where I boarded a cab that I paid to drive me around the city for as long as my money could account for.
After what seemed like an eternity of going round and round in circles, the cab man stopped, reminding me that I had exhausted all the money I paid and it was time for me to get off.
"Thank you, Mister" I told him as I got out of the car, looking around only to realize I was standing right across a buzzing clubhouse.
I've never been to a clubhouse before but right now, my mental health could really use a drink. I crossed the road and went ahead to make a few reservations for drinks.
I struck up several meaningless conversations with the bartender and even got myself a few free cups from the overly chatty guy. But on my second bottle, I began to feel lightheaded, hot and uncomfortable.
"Why did it suddenly become so hot in here?" I slurred, trying to keep my eyes open as I tugged at the straps of my gown.
"You can barely hold in your liquor. You're just drunk" the bartender's voice echoed from somewhere in my subconsciousness but I couldn't process anything as my body started to zing with discomfort.
I felt my head spin a 360 degree but at the same time, my body grew taut and oversensitive that even my own dress straining against my body began to hurt.
I staggered off the stand where I sat and went towards the restroom. I'm sure, I'll be fine after I have a quick shower.
It took minutes and long minutes to find any entrance at all and when I did, the doors were numerous, lined into a hallway that I didn't even know which one to enter until I saw someone who looked like a waiter lurking around the corner.
"Hiiiiyyyy... You the-reeeee. Do you know where the restroom is? I need a shower" I slurred drunkily and he immediately pushed me into one of the doors, almost leaving my poor body to crash into the ground.
"So rude!" I snapped, locking the door as I immediately stepped out of my clothes. By then, my entire body was covered in sweat and I was just a tiny bit close to going entirely crazy.
My fingers brushed my taut nipple as I took off my dress and strangely it felt good. It relieved the discomfort in that area a bit, so I did it again.
I ran my fingers along my body, touching myself to feel better until I heard a low growl that made me shiver in place.
"What are yioouuuu doing here, you perr-verrt?" I grumbled sharply, feeling my wetness pool between my legs with each passing second.
Without responding, the mystery man suddenly grabbed and kissed me roughly, leaving my protest to die effortlessly in my throat. How did he even get to me so quickly?
With one hand holding me in place for his torturous kisses, his other hand was busy undoing his tie, his buttons and his pants one after the other.
He lifted me in his arms effortlessly and dropped me into the king-sized bed roughly, leaving me gasping for much needed air.
He was impatient... Mirroring my desires to feel touched and fucked senseless until this stinging sensation finally deserted me. As if reading my mind, he came on top of me, holding me down to the bed with his hand around my throat as he plunged into me. Hard. Deep. Without holding anything back.
"Oh god!" I cried out, arching my back and gripping the sheets as he pulled out only to thrust back in harder than the first time.
I matched his every single rough thrusts with my loud moans, fingers scratching his arms whenever he thrusts in too hard and he did well to help me release all the pent up tensions in my taut nipples as a reward.
I had a wild drunk night with a stranger right after being humiliated at my birthday party and I would definitely regret this in the morning.
But all regrets should be left for when I'm in my right senses, not now when my body is hopelessly desperate for a release... Right?