Belong to Me (TGLES #2)

Serena Cesantio:

Today is Chase's birthday and I decided to go because I missed last year's birthday to avoid Caleb. I hate to say that I really don't want to go but Chase kept insisting that I had to go. He was upset that I didn't come last year so I don't have any other choice.

I walked into the club and found Chase right at the entrance. He was talking to his friends and when he saw me, he immediately smiled. I walked to him and hugged him.

"Glad that you came,” he said, and I nodded. I gave him his present.

"Happy birthday, big boy,” I said, and he took his present.

"Thanks Serena,” he said, and he gave the birthday present to his secretary to open later. We talked a little bit and then I walked inside to find the women.

"Serena! You look hot!" Kiera said as I sat down.

"Thanks, and you look fabulous,” I said, and she chuckled.

"We need to hunt for boys,” Celestine said, and then she took a shot.

"How can you even hunt for boys when your man is here?" I said, and she shook her head.

"My man? Ugh! Logan is not my man at all. He's just…you know…a cat passed by." She was getting drunk.

"She's already drunk,” Athena said as she sat in front of me.

"I mean…I want to get drunk too. It's been a long time since I’ve had fun like this,” Kiera said.

I poured myself a shot. I mean, maybe tonight we should just enjoy ourselves and have fun. Besides I wasn’t alone so I bet nothing would go wrong.

We had a lot of shots as we talked to each other. It was fun to be with the women. We laughed a lot and were clearly enjoying the vibes.

"I saw a weird movie the other day, it was so bad. In that movie…I saw that…I saw that…zombie…zombies could fly,” Celestine said, and we all laughed.

"Zombies could fly? Oh man!!" Athena laughed like an idiot, and I acted the same.

"That's weird but I watched something weirder with my date last month…I don't know what he was thinking when he picked this movie. It was about an elf who could make magic potions…for animals to go to…a thing…no, no…a place…like Narnia…and I was like…what the FLUFF!!" Kiera said, and she laughed by herself. We laughed a second after that.

"Look…look at that hot man!" Celestine pointed at someone, and we turned our heads to look.

"I wanna screw him,” Celestine said as she got up. She walked away. I was just busy taking more shots.

"It's getting hot,” I said to myself, and I took off my leather jacket, leaving me in my black tank top. I got up from my seat and walked to the dance floor. I started to dance, feeling the beat of the music that was blaring from the speakers. Men were starting to put their hands out to me, but I pushed them away. I wanted to dance on my own. I didn't need a man to dance with me.

After dancing, I walked back to my table, and I saw Caleb sitting at one of the empty tables alone. His eyes were on me, and I smirked at him as I tightened my bra strap.

He got up and walked towards me but I quickly sat back down with my women so he wouldn't dare get close to me. I closed my eyes and took another shot. I loved the feeling of being drunk. It makes everything more fun.

I opened my eyes and got up from my seat. I took the bottle of alcohol and walked towards the dance floor again, but then someone grabbed the bottle.

"You're already drunk,” Caleb said, and I glared at him. I tried to take back the bottle, but I fell down to the ground. I got up and I tried to reach for the bottle, but he held it up high. I smacked his chest. Someone behind me bumped into me and I fell into Caleb.

I pushed myself away from him quickly despite the fact that I was drunk, and I walked away. I sat at a random empty table and closed my eyes because my head was spinning.

"Stop drinking. You're really drunk now." I opened my eyes and saw Caleb sitting beside me. I pulled my legs up and leaned my hand onto the sofa, facing him.

"Why do you care?" I asked and he just looked at me blankly. "It's not your place to care that I'm drunk, Caleb…Lemiere,” I said, and chuckled sarcastically. I turned to the table and grabbed another bottle of alcohol. Caleb took it away from me again and he crashed his lips to mine.

"Stop!" I pushed him away and crawled backwards, looking at him in horror. I might be drunk, but he can't take advantage of me like this.

I got up from my seat and tried to walk away, but Caleb grabbed me. He pulled me to his lap, and I tried to get away, but he held me there.

"What are you doing?!" I hissed, still trying to get off him.

"Don't even think about dancing and flirting with other men," he whispered, which made me laugh. He was looking at me confused.

"I'm not yours, Caleb. Not before, and not now. I will never be yours…Any man can taste me,” I said, laughing, and he let me go. I turned to him, and he looked at me with an expression that I couldn't read.

"Just because we used to screw each other, doesn't mean that we're a thing. That was in the past and I will never repeat the same mistake even though I'm drunk,” I said to him. He looked away.

"You will never get the chance to touch me again, Caleb. I might be drunk, but I'm sober enough not to be with you and screw you again."

Serena Cesantio:

My head hurts a lot, so I sit up slowly. I looked down to see that I'm still wearing the same clothes as last night. I turned to my left and my eyes widened to see Caleb right beside me. I was so glad that my pants were still on.

I sat up in the bed, horrified, and tried to find my bag. Why couldn’t I find my bag? Shit! I looked out to the window. Shit! I was at Caleb's house. Oh my god! How could he bring me here?! What an idiot!

I saw Caleb's phone right beside him and I reached for it. I took it and put his finger on the button so I could unlock it. Suddenly Caleb woke up and turned to me, trapping me in his arms.

"What the!"

"What are you trying to do with my phone?" he asked me as he took his phone from my hand.

"Why did you bring me here?! Are you nuts?!" I yelled as I pushed him away from me. I sat up straight and turned to him.

"I didn't think about why I brought you here…I was drunk,” he said while scratching his head. I sighed and I turned to the window again.

"Call my brother,” I said, and he shook his head.

"Why should I? You can get up and just leave,” he said as if it was nothing. That made me angry. I walked towards his bathroom. I looked at myself and I was a damn wreck. I smelled bad too. I drank too much last night. I walked out of the bathroom and opened his closet.

"What are you doing?" He asked, but I just ignored him. I grabbed a black tee and took my tank top off because it reeked of alcohol. I put on his fresh t-shirt and tied it tightly at my waist, so it wouldn't be obvious that I borrowed his clothes. I looked in the mirror and combed my hair with my hand.

"You're going out?" he asked.

"I don't have any other choice. I know you won't help me, so why bother begging and waiting for you to help me. I'm not that kind of girl,” I said as I looked at him through the mirror.

"You were so drunk last night. Men were trying to touch you,” he said, and I turned to him.

"Why do you care? I mean, this…" I gestured to my body, "is meant to be touched,” I said in a bitchy tone.

"They were trying to take advantage of you,” he said, and I laughed at his statement.

"You were too. You were trying to kiss me last night,” I said, and he looked away because my statement was damn right.

"Don't blame other guys when you're basically the same. You said there are a thousand women out there that you can screw so…go screw other women. You and I were a mistake. Screwing you was one of my biggest regrets. And it won't happen again,” I said to him seriously.

"You won't stop screwing and sleeping around, huh?" he asked.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Since when do you care about my life? And yes, I won't stop screwing other guys and sleeping around with them. That's what I do. Why? You're afraid that I'm pregnant? Or what?"

"Your image, Serena,” he said in an angry tone.

"Everyone knows that I'm a slut, so who cares. I don't care about people talking bad about me because that's what I am so…stop pretending that you care, Caleb,” I said.

"You changed when we stopped screwing each other,” he stated.

I decided to ignore him. I walked out of his room and casually went downstairs. I saw Isaac sleeping on the couch, but that was it. I slowly left the house. I asked one of their chauffeurs to take me home.

I closed my eyes as soon as I sat down inside the car. My heart hurt seeing Caleb again. I knew that I still had feelings for him even though I hadn't seen him in a while. We rarely saw each other because I didn't want to be in the same room as him. I knew what would happen if we were in the same place.

I sighed and looked out the window. I'm tired of having feelings like this. I don't want to meet a new guy to have feelings like this with either. At the end of the day, they always broke my heart. So, sleeping with them for one night was enough to keep my loneliness from overwhelming me.

I didn't want to have a relationship with anyone because being attached made me crazy. Caleb made me crazy. I liked him until we screwed a couple of times. I never complained. I liked him and wanted more than just sleeping together but he wanted the opposite.

When he kissed me last night, I hesitated a little, but I’m so glad that my head took over. I bet no one would ever like me genuinely. Every guy judges me for being a slut, so why would anyone like me? I doubt I’ll ever settle down.

But somehow, I still hoped that one day someone would actually love me.