Chapter 11
It's Saturday night.
I wore in a simple black, tight jeans and a plain white shirt. I also wore a low-cut white sneakers to match out my outfit for this night. I wasn't overdressed, I was more likely as an underdressed. Like, dude. Why am I wearing so casual inside a party? And it's not just a simple party with drinks and music around. There will be a pool party. There would definitely lots of hot chick out there wearing bikinis and swimsuits. But... I just don't feel being hype up of this night. I wanted to lay down in my bed while watching some movies till I fell asleep.
“Michu! Can you please quicken your pace! We're getting late!” it was my sister's voice coming outside of my room. I rolled my eyes and opened the door, seeing her stressing out.
“I"m now good. Let's go?” I offered my hand but she only rolled her eyes and turned her back as she stomped downstairs. I followed after her.
“Dad!” she yelled. Not a seconds later, dad rushed down and went towards his daughter. He gave her a hundred of dollar. I showed my palm and he put 50 dollars in it. Unfair.
“Take good care of your sister, Mighty, okay? Watch over her. If you see boys flirting with her, don't hesitate to give him a warn,” Dad said and tapped my shoulder.
“Yes, dad.” I nodded my head. He ruffled my hair, then he returned to Missi.
“You, young miss. I don't want to hear any thing involves with boys, okay? Michu will gonna watch over you so don't you dare try it. Veer when a boy approach you. Don't talk to them—”
“DAD!” Missi hissed, glaring at our father.
Dad shook his head. “No. Listen to me. Boys are poison. If you come near them, you will—” Mom cut him off.
“Honey!” she yelled. Pinching her husband's waist as soon as she came near us. “You are acting so unlikely of you! Don't you have any trust on your daughter? Let her be! Let her have fun!”
“Wife, you don't understand. I am her father so of course I get worr—”
“Shut up or you'll be sleeping in the couch this night! You choose!”
Dad's mouth automatically closed as he paled. I stifled my laughter. My sister on the other hand, grinned happily.
“Thanks, Mom! You're the best!” she cheered, tip-toeing to kiss mom's cheek.
Mom smiled sweetly and kissed Missi's forehead. “Have fun tonight, okay?”
“I will. Surely!”
My sister and I exited out of our house. I was holding her through her small of a back while I rolled the car keys in my fingers. I could already drive a car as I had already a student's license and I'm nearly 18, and also mom and dad trusted me on my driving skill, so yeah. It's cool.
I glanced at my sister. She was wearing an off-shoulder dress that reaches just above her knees. On her shoulder, there was a small mini shoulder bag hanging. I'll bet it was only lipstick and girl's stuff inside of it.
As we entered the car, I immediately turned on the heater to have her warmed as we made our way towards her friend's house. I also turned to waze so that we wouldn't get lost since I had never been in her friend's house before. As we travel, I opened the radio and had played some jazz music.
My sister was quiet while we drove off. I caught her seemingly lost in a deep thoughts as she stares over the window. I just shrugged it off. My sister could sometimes be so just unpredictable when it comes to moods. Earlier, she was so enthusiastic and now she's being silent. I really don't understand girls. They are complicated to deal with. That is why also I didn't enter into a relationship since I've broken up with my last relationship with Marianne, a college girl. They are... so annoying, sometimes I would question myself how the hell their family could handle them? They are brats and utterly moodies.
“We're here,” I announced, pulling up the car outside the big house inside the exclusive and expensive subdivision in this city.
My sister's eyes lit up in an instant and she squealed happily, unbuckling her seat belt and got out of the car.
I chuckled and parked the car properly outside the house before I got off the car and followed my sister.
“What's your friend's name again?” I asked as we stopped in the massive gate.
“She's Emily. Her name is Emily,” she informed. I only nodded my head. The gate opened and the security guards asked us for an invitation code.
“BFF love,” Missi said. I grimaced and looked at her with a disgusted look painted on my face. She rolled her eyes. Dude, what the f*ck? Do they really have that code-code stuff? Yikes.
“Come on in,” the guard said and let us welcome in.
Loud music and disco lights with noisy sounds of people greeted our sights and hearings. I stood calmly while my sister has this widened eyes and parted lips. I put my hands inside my pockets as I roamed my eyes. Truth to be told, boys were spattered around the whole area wearing only trunks. The are naked in upper part I wanted to cover my sister's eyes.
“Wow... So this is life...” My sister uttered.
I chuckled.
“GIRL!” A girl wearing a red bikini ran towards our direction. Her boobs was bouncing up and down. I gulped hard as I looked at her figure. Wow, she has some good body. Her small of a waist was perfect. Her butt was big like a Kardashian butt. Her hair was dyed red as it tied tight in a ponytail.
“Emily!” My sister squealed and they hugged together.
Oh, so this is Emily...
I smirked inwardly. Maybe coming here with my sister is not that bad at all.
“I am so glad you came!” Emily exclaimed and jumped excitedly at my sister.
“So am I!” Missi said, grinning from ear to ear. “Wow! Your bikini looks good in you! I can't wait for you to show mine!”
“You'll probably win the night, Missi!” Emily laughed, accidentally meeting my eyes. She was still laughing, giggling. And I just stand there with my hands inside my pocket as I stared at her with interest.
She smiled and looked away, she whispered to my sister.
Missi gasped and laughed hard.
“Oh! Right! Come on, I'll introduce you to him!” she said pulling Emily's arms towards me. “So, Emily, this is my older brother. His name is Mighty. Mighty, this is my friend from school. I've met her in the bookstore before and we hang out and we became friends. Her name is Emily.”
I smiled, extending my arm for a hand shake. “Hi, it's nice meeting you, Emily.”
She flushed and shyly accepted my hand. I smirked as I kissed the back of her hand. “I-It's nice meeting you as well, Mighty...”
“Come on! The party is starting!” My sister couldn't help her enthusiasm. She pulled Emily and dragged her towards the pool.
Emily looked at her over her shoulder with a look of disappointed. I just smirked at her and winked.
Later, baby...
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I don't know where my sister right now. I just sat in silence in the bar filled with different kinds of drinks. The bar counter was filled with teenagers. Some are making out, talking and there are even thick-face, shamelessly grinding in each other's crotch.
A brunette girl came and smiled seductively at me. “Hi, Mighty...” she whispered through my ear as she kissed my jaw.
I smirked and held her waist, guiding her to dit on my lap. She obeyingly sat with her legs in both of my sides. I was not shocked when I heard him calling my name. Everybody knows me.
“Oh, honey...” I said and caressed her waist, gliding my hands up and down on her bare skin since she was only wearing a swimsuit. She was soaked with water but I could care less shit of it.
The brunette girl smiled and leaned on me, her chest was pressed against mine. I could feel her erect n*pple on my dress shirt. It made me aroused.
“Wanna play with me tonight, Mighty?” she whispered flirtatiously. I pulled her close to mine, letting her feel my crotch. She gasped audibly and I smirked.
“You don't know who you are about to play with. I'm afraid you might regret it,”
“Oh, I'm sure as hell I'll regret it if I won't be able to have you buried deep inside me tonight, darling.” She started grinding herself to me. “Oh...” she moaned and kissed my lips. I kissed her back automatically, pushing my tongue inside her mouth.
I tugged her lower lip through my teeth and she moaned loudly, not caring if someone might hear or see her. What a slut.
I was actually enjoying myself kissing and dry-humping with this slut sitting on my lap when a voice spoke from behind.
“Get a room.”
I instantly stiffened and I paused. Those deep and rough voice. I knew exactly to whom did it belong.
I turned my head and gasped slightly when I saw Rizer sitting on the next stool chair in this bar. My heart took a leap. Yeah it's always like that.
My heart would freaking jumped.
Because he's annoying.
Rizer raised his left hand with a cigarette in between his fingers then smoked in it. I grimaced automatically. His lips rose up and he smiled sarcastically at me.
“Hey, dude.” He spoke with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes. What was he doing here? Don't tell me he's here because he got invited? How does it happen? Majority of teens here are girls. And I happen to be here because of my sister. Some boys are also having that reason. So why's Rizer are here?
“Love...” The girl cupped my face and pressed our lips together. I almost forgot she's here and was sitting on my freaking lap.
I clenched my jaw and pushed her gently away from me. She whined and hugged my body.
“Let's have some fun tonight,” she practically whined.
“Later, baby,” I whispered through her earlobe and then with a peck on the lips, she stood up and left, but not without giving me a knowing look and a seducing smile. I watched as she walked away, swaying her hips as she did.
After she was gone, I looked over my shoulder again and saw Rizer sipping on a liquor now.
I turned around, facing him so that we're sitting face to face. “Are you a stalker? Are you following me?” I said and grabbed my glass, taking a sip in it. The bitterness of the alcohol burn my throat.
Rizer made a face. “The fudge?” he said. “Of course, I am not. I do not even know you're here.”
“Defensive,” I murmured and rolled my eyes heavenwards.
“What are you doing here?” he asked casually like it was as though we aren't actually dislike each other.
“How do you see it? Partying of course.” I sipped on my drink.
His eyes narrowed a little and one of his thick brows rose up, not buying my excuse.
“That's ladies drink.” He chuckled, looking down at my glass.
I looked at him sharply. “And so what? My plan here is not to get drunk.” And aside of that, I should not get drunk because I'll be driving a car with my sister. I wouldn't take the risk that we might get into an accident.
“Weak.” Rizer smirked and leaned on the bar counter through his elbow with the glass on his hands. His other hand that was on his lap has a cigarette between his fingers. He looked at me defiantly.
I gritted my teeth in annoyance. I swear to God, I will kill him if he continues to annoy me within this night!