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    Twisted Triangles ch.9

    “Ill be right back. I want to go find Eric.”

    “Wait Ill come with you” Alice added before I had a chance to protest.

    “Go ahead, Ill catch up with you guys in a bit.” with that she was gone lost in a sea of bodies that crowded the dance floor.

    “Come on we need to find him. You know how he gets when hes crowed for too long.” ***** please dont let this be happening on my first night here.

    “Bette” Alice calls out.

    “What? Did you find him” I ask looking in her direction. But it wasnt Eric she was looking at. It was this feeling I was getting. That I was being watched. Like at Mels. except I figured that is what being at the club is about. So I really didnt need what I knew Alice would be suggesting.

    “Do you want me to..”

    “No, its fine.” I knew it.

    “Doesnt Eric want me to protect you?”

    “Now is not the time for that Alice”

    “Come on, look around you. This place is a madhouse.”

    “Its a club. Relax Alice. Just lets get to the bar and find him.” All this standing around and talking about whether or not I need her protection is not getting us any closer to finding my impatient brother. ***** I hope hes not doing anything stupid.

    “***** be fine” How does she so that. “He probably just cant through. Or the bartenders or ignoring him. You know the whole having a ***** thing. Some of them are against that.” I chuckle in spite of myself.

    “Lets be serious Al”

    “Fine, Ill help you, but…” ***** this cant be good.

    “What?”

     

    “You have to help make me make this girl jealous.” What? I think the music has drowned her out. Because I know I did not hear her right. This is not High School.

    “You heard me. Please?” Those stupid eyes. When they sparkle with mischief, I can never deny her. Lets face it, it was those eyes that got me into the trouble that my father can never know about and that the sparkle that made me fall in love with her. When she gets it, I feel like I have to do whatever she wants me to.

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