Chapter 120 - The Party And Dylan.

Lance. 

We get into Lisa's car and jack signals me with his eyes. I am in the front seat of her Porsche and he is at the back; all I can give him is a shrug because I am unsure of what is going on. Yeah, I am grateful that he came with me because I don't think it would even be sensible to go out with her alone, especially after everything she has done. This is all so awkward and I don't even know how to handle this. 

''This is ridiculous Lisa,'' I groan in complaint. I have no choice but to do this with her even though I would rather be in hell than in the same car with her. 

''I asked Brad out and he didn't respond. So you are my next option. Maybe when he sees this. he will be jealous.'' Her eyes gleam brightly from her words. She seems to think she is so smart. 

Ford wouldn't be jealous, he will be angry. I know already but this is not my fault. I sent him a message and he didn't respond. So there was nothing I could do. 

''This is a bitch move you know,'' Jack speaks up for the first time since we got into the car. we both look at him through the rearview mirror. I have a frown on my face but Lisa is all smiles and quirkiness. 

There is nothing to smile about. 

What she is doing is basically kidnapping. 

''I want to spend time with my boyfriend's brother. Is that so wrong?'' she asks him calmly. 

''You know for a fact that Lance is not his brother, so stop fucking kidding yourself.'' He scoffs.

Jack gets impatient in situations like this. I know that he is getting to that point but I also need him to calm down. this will not help anyone. There is no point in giving in to her. She wants us to go out. I will go out with her. I will sit this out till Ford returns. I don't want to cause any more irreparable damage to our relationship. I still haven't told him about the one I caused while he was away. Till now, I don't know how mom is. I left the house that night and I have been at the apartment since. I can't face her right now. I regret a lot of things I said to her and did. She is sensitive and I hurt her with my words and actions. I know I will need to apologize but I am not ready yet. 

She stops the car and I look outside. We are at a house. a different house from the last one they had a party at but also as big as that one. 

''Where are we?'' I ask her immediately. 

She removes the key from the ignition and faces me with that same creepy smile ''My house,'' he mutters still smiling. 

I can hear the blaring of music. There is a party going on. It seems like all these kids do these days is have parties. 

Doesn't anyone just spend their Friday nights studying?

She leans forward and reaches for her bag, I watch her as she brings her phone out of it ''Let's take a picture,'' she smiles as she opens the camera icon and slings her arms over my shoulder. I want to push her off me but I also know that I cant. I have no choice but to comply with her demands. I feel like I am being controlled by her and I hate being controlled. 

Fucking hell.

''Smile,'' she urges me but I don't do what she says. The phone makes the click sound and I see the picture for a second before she pulls away from me. my expression is blank. There is anger in my eyes. Jack doesn't even bother with the façade. 

''Not the best but it will do,'' she mutters and I wonder what she intends to do with the picture. ''Come on, get down,'' she tells us and we obey her like puppets. 

This is what my life has become. 

Fucking hell. 

We walk into the house and the music gets louder ''Dude I have never been more irritated by a party than I do right now.''

This is weird for Jack to say. I mean he loves parties. There is a rush that he gets from parties. The music, the dancing, the alcohol. So for him to say this is shocking to me. 

''I would have thought this was your scene,'' I mutter sarcastically. 

He rolls his eyes ''Right now I will take being in bed with Trick over this shit. Lets bail already,'' he groans and I can't help but open my eyes wide from the shock of his words. He would rather be in bed with his boyfriend than at a party. 

Is this the Jack I know? 

Wow.

''Why are we here Lisa,'' I ask her as we walk into the living room of the house. there is a crowd here, people are dancing and drinking. Everyone seems to want to be here but us. ''I need Ford's attention. You are the only one he seems to be focused on now. So, I am using you.'' She pulls out her phone and takes another picture of me. 

I already know what she is doing. 

If this will bring Ford back home, then a part of me wants that. I miss him so much and I guess it is selfish of me to want to use this bitch to lure him back home. 

''He doesn't love you. What more do you need from him?''

She shrugs and then pulls us up the stairs of the house. we walk at her back until she gets into another large room. The crowd in this room is smaller. Thank the heavens. I recognise the faces here and this is like a relief. These are Ford's friends. Dylan, Clara and Jason are here. 

Dylan looks up from the conversation he is having and a smile spreads on his face. his eyes stay fixed on mine and I wonder why. He is the only one that really talked to me at the last party. He is a cool guy but I am not really looking to make new friends.

''So, there are drinks by the bar,'' Lisa points to a bar at the corner of this room. This party seems a lot classier than the last one, that just had keggers of beer. Well, what do I expect from her? 

She is acting like we are her guests even though she basically blackmailed me to be here. With her words, she struts away from us and to a group of girls. She doesn't really need us here, she is just being a bitch. 

''Dude, we should just x this shit. There is no way she will release that video. This whole blackmail shit is fun for her, she is basking it all in.'' 

He has a point, but I also don't want to do anything else that could potentially mess things up any further. I just want Ford to get back and then we can deal with this together. 

I hear his phone ring as I am about to respond ''I gotta take this,'' he waves the phone in my face and I see Patrick's picture. This thing between them is still shocking but I like it a lot. 

''Sure.''

I walk to a corner of the room that has the bar as he walks out. I can still feel Dylan's eyes on me. I look up at him as the bartender asks me what I want. ''What do you have that is not strong?'' I ask him with a shy smile. 

He is a man that looks to be in his twenties, serving drinks to underage kids. What are the odds? I guess when you have money, you can do anything. He hands me a glass and I raise a brow ''What's this?''

''You wanted something mild, so you have it, a lot of coke mixed with a little vodka. Enjoy,'' he says as he goes away from me to attend to someone else. 

''Fancy seeing you here Lance,'' I hear his voice before I see him. 

I swing the stool around and there is a smile on his face with that same expression plastered. 

''Hey Dylan,'' I manage. 

He sits down next to me and his shoulder brushes against mine gently ''You left the party last time and Brad has been MIA, so I couldn't ask him about you.''

I shrug not wanting to go into details. ''Yeah, he has stuff going on.'' 

He nods ''Yeah, it is not unusual for him. not the first time he has disappeared.'' 

I take another sip of my drink as I manage a smile ''I heard you bat for the other team?'' 

I freeze at his words. 

He chuckles nervously. 

''You mean, you heard I am gay?''

He nods again. 

''And?'' I ask him wanting to know why he would bring that up. I don't want to go around announcing it. I mean straight people don't have to announce that they are straight so why do gay people have to?

''No and. I think it's cool. You know. Being gay.''

I raise a brow, taking another sip of my coke. My head suddenly starts to feel lightheaded. I start to think back to earlier today. I didn't eat much. Maybe I am hungry cause it definitely cannot be this drink. 

''Thanks,'' I answer him unsure of what to say.