Meeting
As Petra pushes and screams Janes bends down whispering “Five minutes of pain, for a lifetime of happiness.”
Petra yells back in her own foreign language making Jane take a step back till she says in Petra’s face with a stern face and a low voice “Suck it up and push those babies out.”
Finally after a few more pushes Petra gives birth to two beautiful baby girls. Raphel finally shows up running into the room taking Elsa from Janes arms. Looking down at Anna welcoming her with a heart filled with happiness.
Jane walks out side of the hospital letting Raphel and Petra have their space. She walks out to see Michael out there waiting on her. Bringing up what happened when they were engaged, Michael realizes it is the perfect moment getting down on one knee but Jane said “Yes” before he could.
I sit there with tears in my eyes and snotty tissues in my hands as Season 2 Episode 14 of Jane the Virgin came to an end. Turning my light on I shake off everything I just saw and start getting ready for my very first night out as a twenty one year old.
Standing in the shower I comb through my curls with my fingers trying to keep them in tact. I shave my legs making them smooth for whoever I may go home with at the end of the night. Do not get me wrong I am not one for random hooks ups it is just not my style, but when I am drunk my mind goes to Landon. Landon is my ex who recently dumped me about a month ago so why not have a drunk one night stand right? Right.
Hopping out of the shower I whip the mirror off looking at myself. My dark brown eyes shined with excitement just thinking of the night out with my friends. I start doing my make up at my vanity doing a smoking night look to my eyes. I don’t have many make up choices I do, considering I hardly do my make up at all expect eyebrows and some mascara.
After I finish with my face looking at the difference the make up does. It makes me feel more superior like a brand new person. My outfit was a white sleeveless loose onesie showed off my breast making them more noticeable, the bottoms was a red short pencil skirt. Very little jewelry though because after a while it gets very annoying and I just end up loosing it.
I look over my outfit one last time liking my look. The way it blends perfectly making all my assets more noticeable. I match the outfit with white heels and your basic birthday girl tiara and sash.
Starting the next episode of Jane the Virgin, waiting on my friends, I start thinking about the difference between Jane and I. Jane held onto her sanity keeping her virginity till she knew it was the right guy, I gave mine up senior year all because I was mad at my mom. Jane is starting a family with an amazing family standing behind her as the best moral support, my family and I hardly talk let alone the guy I love doesn’t love me back. She is just so blessed and sometimes even though her life has gotten seriously crazy just in a year.... I wish I was her.
So deep in my thoughts I don’t notice the rustling coming from my kitchen. I hear cabinets banging and glass being sat down on the counter. The fridge is opening and closing and the microwave is running. I quickly grab my bat I keep next to my bed for situations like this. Living in Houston a lot of break ins happen, so why not be cautious right?
Creeping slowly down the hallway I see shadows but I can’t make them out. One shadow is throwing back what looks like a shot, another is eating it looks like, and the last one is sitting on my counter. I sigh before walking out of the dark letting my bat swing behind me accidently banging into the wall. No one noticed my arrival into the room so everyone jumped dropping everything they had in their hands.
“ASHLEYYYYYY!” Carli yells at me looking at the food she dropped on the floor. Carli and I have been friends since birth. Our moms were best friends in high school and fell off till they were both in the hospital giving birth to us. You could say we are twins I guess. When we were little people would get us confused all the time calling me Carli, and her Ashley. The only difference between us is where her face is more round and lips are more thin, my face is narrow and my lips are full.
Everyone laughs watching Carli frown looking between the food and I “Carli it is just food you’ll probably get more food tonight.”
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASH!” Regina and Savannah yell holding me in a tight hug. Regina and Savannah started hanging out with us our seventh grade year. We met them at lunch when we were sitting at a table by ourselves talking about the Hannah Montana movie and Chris Brown. They came up and asked to sit with us and at first we were a little harsh asking them twenty questions and who they preferred to date, celebrity wise. Ever sense then we have been best friends.
Regina is the brains out of us having graduated both high school and college at valedictorian. Her hair is as dark as a Ravens feather and skin an olive white. Her vibrant glossy green eyes made her more noticeable and her pale pink thin lips.
Savannah was the Volleyball captain all throughout junior high, high school, and still is one in college. She was what you consider your perfect beach blonde girl. Hair was a wavy golden blonde, eyes blue as the Caribbean water, and lips a plump light brown.
All of them looked absolutely beautiful. Carli in a all black tight dress, matching it with black heels and a matching tiara and sash like mine. Her curls were down but the front was braided back. Regina had a maroon top on that cut off before her belly and had a crisscross kind of like a X on her belly, she wore black booty shorts and black high top converse. Oh yeah, Regina isn’t really a heel type of person. When we graduated she wrote a strongly written letter to the head of our school district about how it is a danger hazard to wear heels on grass, so you can say heels were not mandatory after that. Last but not least Savannah wore a black long sleeve black top with ripped white jeans and black heels.
“Soooooo birthday girls where to first?” Savannah says slinging her arms over our shoulders while we stand around waiting on Regina to pass the shots out.
“Who cares, here’s to tonight and may our alcoholic adventures officially begin” Carli says holding her shot glass in the air. We clink our glass together, bang them on the table counter top and throw them back. Then another, and another, and another, and I lost count.
“Okay! lets go!!!” I shout a little intoxicated by now.
We head out of my house locking it up and head to our Lyft ready for our night to begin.
“ID?” The bouncer ask looking down at us pretty much undressing us with their eyes.
We hand them over our ID’s giggling a little from the alcohol. The bouncer gives us questioning looks asking us some questions before giving us the wrist bands we need to drink in this club.
Entering the club we go straight to our section our friends got for us. The bottle girls walk over giving us our orange juice, vodka, cranberry juice and ice bucket. A few of our other friends show up joining us and our drunken actions.
Liam walks up to me putting his arm around my waste whispering in my ear happy birthday before giving me a birthday kiss. Liam is.... well... um.... I guess you can say friends with benefits. We have a past but nothing ever got serious between us and we like to keep it that way. Just really, really, REALLY close friends. He kisses me on the cheek then walks away to go mingle with the rest.
Out of nowhere I see bottles sparking and bottle girls circling around the section we were placed in. One of the girls had a sign saying ”BIRTHDAY BITCH" while the rest swayed their hips with the bottles still in their hands. The Dj yells into the microphone “To all my birthday Queens” with 2 Chainz ”Birthday Song” playing in the background. The girls set the bottles of champagne down dancing off into the sea of people swarming the club.
Carli pours everyone glasses of champagne before climbing on the seat bringing me up with her. "Today isn't just the day I was born but the day my best friend was born. We have seen 21 years which I'm sure everyone is surprised by, considering all the trouble we have gotten ourselves into over the years. Anyways here is to mine and my best friends 21 years of living and so many more adventures to come." Everyone raises their glasses hollering before taking sips of our champagne.
As the night grew old we slowly moved to the dance floor loosing ourselves with the beat of the music. I sway my hips to the mix of the music the Dj is playing without a worry in the world. In the back of my head there is nothing there but blank, my body is numb and hot.
Going to drink my drink I notice it is empty so I head to the bar squeezing my way through people. Some touched my ass, others rolled their eyes, even a few threw their elbows but I managed to find myself safe at the bar.
Finally getting to breathe some fresh air after being around nothing but sweaty bodies. I order my drink from the bartender leaning over the bar to order it. Looking around I notice the most beautiful man staring at me. He was tall around 6'4", his honey brown eyes held a mysterious glint in them drawing me in, beautiful blonde hair I wanted to run my fingers through, full pink lips I could only imagine what could do, and his beautiful sun tan skinned I wanted to hover over m... What the hell get your mind out of the gutter.
I shake my head looking back at the bartender bringing my drink to me. She hands me the drink waiting for me to get my money out. Before I can hand her my cash an arm reaches in front of me telling the bartender it was on him. The bartender gives him a flirtatious look before nodding and walking to the next costumer.
"You know a beautiful girl like yourself should not have to pay for her drinks Love" the stranger whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine. Closing my eyes shut I slowly inhale and exhale turning around while doing so. When I open my eyes I see my mysterious man from down the bar looking into my eyes.
"I appreciate the offer sir but...."
"It's Blake" his low voice says "Not sir, Blake."
Nodding my head I continue "Blake, right, anyways I'm a big girl I can pay for my own drinks, thank you though" I try walking away but he grabs my arm. Looking between his hand on my arm and him I feel a sudden warmth flow through me down to my core. He lets go of my arm turning away leaving me to stand there hot, bothered, and confused.
Somehow I end up back on the dance floor more drunk and loose than before. As of right now I'm shaking my ass not caring who is watch when I feel hands on my hips leading my hips to theirs. The music still pumps through my body, so I go with the flow allowing the mysterious stranger to grind against me. His hands start sliding up my body giving me a familiar shiver. He spins me around to face him but before I can focus on him, his soft lips cover mine sending me into a frustrating frenzy.
Not only did the kiss not end but it gets more and more heated, making it hard to stand. My mysterious man holds me up wrapping an arm around me with the older tangled in my hair keeping me to him.
"Lets get out of here" he relentlessly whispers in a deep voice looking me dead in the eyes. All I could do was nod my head before he drags me off of the dance floor heading towards the door.
We get closer to the light letting me finally see who he is. I see Mr. Blake is the one casting me away from the club and onto the street of Midtown. He takes me to a slick black car, getting to the car he pretty much drags me to sit on his lap and his lips instantly latches on to mine.
"You my Love will never forget this night" he says kissing down my neck. Little did I know how much those words will mean.
