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My phone buzzes on the desk, pulling me from my thoughts.
It’s Bridget, asking if I want to go out dancing tonight.
I shoot back a quick text:
Sure, sounds fun! Need a distraction anyway.
Bridget is one of Raven’s half-sisters, and is also one of my roommates.
She lives in my place with me and pays me $400 bucks a month to rent a room, as does her little sister, Danica.
Standing up, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
My hair’s a mess, but even that reminds me of Spark’s fingers running through it.
I shake my head again, harder this time.
Focus, Zoe.
Tonight’s about fun, not lingering fantasies.
The memory of Jacob staggering backward, clutching his face, replays in my mind as I rummage through my closet.
The sheer force of Spark’s punch had been enough to silence everyone around us, including me.
A small smile tugs at my lips as I pull out a slinky black dress.
Yeah, tonight I need a distraction, and maybe a bit of trouble wouldn’t hurt either.
As I start to get ready, I glance at my phone once more, half-expecting Spark to text me.
But there’s nothing.
Just the stillness of my room and the racing of my heart.
“Why does he have to be so damn irresistible?” I whisper to myself, slipping into my dress.
It’s not just about the punch. It’s about how he made me feel—safe, wanted, alive.
Bridget’s voice calls from the hallway, snapping me back to reality. “Zoe, you ready?”
“Yeah, coming! I didn’t even hear you come in,” I reply, grabbing my heels and heading out.
Bridget throws her head back, “I guess that’s part of my charm.”
We waste no time leaving my house and getting into Bridget’s car.
The drive to the bar is filled with laughter and music blasting from Bridget’s car stereo.
The anticipation builds with every mile, and by the time we pull up to the new bar, we’re both buzzing with excitement.
“Here we go,” Bridget says, parking the car. “Time to cause some trouble.”
“Hell yeah!” I grin, linking my arm with hers as we step into the pulsating heart of the bar, ready to lose ourselves in the night.
As we enter the bar, the strobe lights flash vibrant colors across the dance floor.
I needed a night out, a night to forget about all of the things I worry about, yet can’t control.
