Chapter 3 TRUTH OR DARE

Ella.

"Hello boys, Jess said as we approached the men's table, a smile growing on her lips.

"Hey beautiful, why don't you join us and have a seat? We were just about to order drinks," says the man with curly black hair.

Not one to argue. We do as he says, sparking up a conversation quickly.

"So, what are you girls doing here?"

"I lost my job today, so I thought it would be a clever idea to let my hair down a little. I am Ella-mare by the way," extending my hand for him to shake. He obliged, giving me a firm one back.

Elijah St John, it's a pleasure to meet the both of you.

"I am Jess, by the way. Why are you two here?"

"Ahh, the boss lost an investment and was late for the meeting the usual. He is not in the best of moods, as you can see."

Elijah holds his hand up in defense when the man next to him gives him a death stare.

"It is true, bro. I will not lie to the lovely ladies they asked me."

Without uttering a single word, the man averts his gaze and never looks back at us.

We get our drinks and have an amazing time talking to Elijah. Jess is enjoying herself more than me. I see a big smile on her face, and I am simply happy that she is.

But after a few more minutes pass, I cannot help but notice that the man Elijah is with is not doing anything. Just sitting there looking at and nothing an overwhelming feeling of needing to check he is ok coming over me.

"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but are you OK, sir?"

He glanced at me, a hint of surprise in his eyes. The moment I see it, it's already gone, yet he doesn't utter a word. He simply nods and then looks away from me once more.

OK then, never mind, that was a complete and utter fail before I get the chance to do anything else. The song we both love is playing. We both leap up and grab each other's hands.

Speaking to Elijah, "sorry but this is our song. See you,"

Once we step onto the dance floor, we groove to the rhythm, dropping low and swaying our hips seductively, completely oblivious to our surroundings. We dance the night away,

completely immersed in the moment. I can't even recall the last time we had a night out; we've been so occupied lately.

I am happy I suggested tonight. I needed this. Elijah joins us after a while.

"Mind if I cut."

With a broad smile on my face, I hand Jess to him and step back to give them space to dance. She continues to move her hips without stopping, while he positions himself behind her and places his hands on her hips, perfectly in sync with her movements. She wraps her arm around his neck, and he leans in to kiss the sensitive skin on her neck.

As soon as I divert my gaze, someone grabs me from behind. I become overwhelmed with panic when I sense someone forcefully bumping into me from behind. I feel uncertain about how to handle the situation when he speaks directly into my ear. "Come on baby, let's have some fun."

Without warning, he attempts to pull me away, causing my breathing to quicken and tears to well up in my eyes. Desperately, I search for Jess, hoping for help. I can't get her attention. She's busy, so I do the only thing I can think of. I scream. It probably won't do much, but I have to try. I won't let this man take me.

After a couple of seconds of praying that someone will help, I hear the prayers being answered.

"What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?"

As I raise my eyes to the source, I notice Elijah's friend making his way towards me. The individual who had been holding me captive remains still, but refuses to let go until he reaches me. Once he does, the man tosses me in his direction, causing me to crumble into his arms, seeking comfort in his warm embrace.

I am crying, with tears flowing down my cheeks and sobs escaping from my mouth.

"Hey, it is OK. Look at. Me take deep breaths. I have you,"

I am instantly calmed by his comforting words and the warmth of his green eyes, assuring me that his words were true. Instead of acting on his rage, he guides me towards Jess and Elijah, who are still dancing.

"Come on, we are going back to my place. We can finish the drinks off there."

"What why" Jess pouts out, the replaced with shock on her face from seeing me all red faced and drying tears on my cheeks.

"You would know if you were paying attention to the friend you are supposed to be with she nearly got hurt how you did not hear her scream. I do not know because I did, even over this damn music."

It makes me mad when he talks to Jess in that way.

"Hey, don't fucking talk to her like that."

I'm not sure where the carriage came from, but I happily accepted it.

His gaze shifts between Jess and me, and when he catches sight of my face, he becomes more gentle.

"I am sorry, just you girls need to be careful there is a lot of crazy people out here. Come on,"

"Fine, but you better have music."

"Don't worry, I do."

As we step out, I notice a limousine parked by the sidewalk. Turing my head to the man, I ask.

"You have a limousine as your car isn't that a bit much."

He simply grins and says, "It's not mine." I hire the driver, and he takes me anywhere I want to go, it is very fitting."

I whisper "weirdo" as I climb into the car, only to receive a slap on the ass from him.

"Excuse me, have some respect. I do not know you."

"Sorry ma'am, I will behave,"

Shaking my head, I sit inside when the car finally stops. We all climb out only for me to freeze. It's pitch black. I cannot see very well as it is and the no lights do not help. My breathing comes out fast again.

Panicked, I call out Jessica's name. "It's OK El. I'm here."

I jump out of my skin when someone grabs my hand. "It's just me, Ella, it's OK". I must squeeze his hand hard.

"Gosh damn women, are you trying to break my fingers",, letting up a little on my hold, we climbed into the lift relief, washing over me when there is light inside.

As I speak, I put my head down, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you by squeezing your hand too hard. I did not mean to."

He firmly grabs my chin, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. "There is no need for that," he says, causing my cheeks to redden and my face to heat.

Once we're indoors, Elijah kindly offers us both a drink.

After a couple of minutes, Jessica's eyes lit up with excitement as she suggested, "Let's play truth or dare!"

I agree in an instant along with Elijah, but the man he is with remains silent, only shaking his head at us, perhaps considering us as mere children.

Jessica pays no mind to him as she snatches the bottle and gives it a spin, only for it to end up pointing at me.

Grate, why is it always me? Why can't it be someone else for a change?

"Truth or dare sweets,"

"Truth," not wanting a dare.

"You're so bloody boring."

"Just ask already."

"Is it true you have not had sex in 2 years?"

Both men looked at me, waiting for my answer.

Jessica, of all the questions she could have asked me, she picked one she already knows the answer to.

"Yes, it is true."

Both men gazed at me with their mouths hanging open.

"What? Not everyone is a whore. I like to keep my dignity intact, thank you."

Taking the bottle, I spin it, landing on Elijah. "What is it, big guy, truth or dare?"

"Dare," a wicked grin grows across my face. "I dare you to take Jessica's panties,"

Jessica's face turns a bright shade of red. She shouts my name, "Ella."

"What it a dare you have to do it?"

Standing up and shaking her head, she lifts her dress. The man next to Elijah quickly turns away, but Elijah's gaze remains fixed on Jess, waiting. I don't mind, we've seen each other naked many times. She slowly wiggles out of her underwear and dangles them in front of his face. "Here you go, master."

Something comes across Elijah's face, but as soon as it is there, it is gone. Jessica must have also noticed it, as she quickly sits down, ensuring her private area remains hidden.

Saying nothing, he grabs the bottle and spins it, only for it to point to his friend.

"Truth or dare bud,"

"Dare of course."

ka. He's interrupted with the man speaking" Jackson" as quickly as he could. That was weird.

"OK Jackson, I dare you to kiss Ella, not a peck, tongues and everything. "

"Are we still twelve?" he asks, leaning in closer to me. Without hesitation, I close the gap between us, pressing my lips against his. He remains still for a moment, but eventually responds, returning the kiss. I passionately kissed him, feeling a surge of warmth spreading through my body. I grab onto his hair, my hands tightly entwined in the strands. Suddenly, a loud throat-clearing sound interrupts our intense kiss, forcing us to pull apart.

When I look back at Jess, I see her wearing a big smile, causing my cheeks to blush.

After an hour of doing the same thing, I was drunk. Jackson speaks when I stand up.

"Stay with me tonight,"

"What? no I can't stay."

"Why not? Your friend will stay here. Besides, it saves you getting a taxi."

I mean, he is right. "OK, I will stay."

"Come on, let's go to bed. I am sure they are going to end up having sex right here, by the looks of it."

Turning around, I looked behind us. Sure enough, Alijah has Jess on his lap, her grinding a little.

"Let's go. I do not want to see that."

He leads me out of the room and into a bedroom. I stand at the doorway, not moving for a second.

"Come on, I don't bite,"

Laughing, I walked inside sitting on the bed.

"Get into the covers, baby girl. We will do nothing if you do not want to OK get comfortable."

Covering myself with a blanket, all I think is please, please give me pleasure.