“Well, as long as you’re having a good time, then I guess I’m doing my job right.” Seth said as he kissed the top of her head and then wrapped an arm about her shoulders, leading her out into the throng of people. She allowed it, staying quite close to him. His words had caused her to smile. It always seemed like Seth always knew exactly what to say to her.
They only stopped a few times in order for Seth to shake hands with a few different people, no doubt his friends. She was most glad that he was keeping his arm around her. It served to ease her current state. Something that she was glad of. Hailee had remained fairly silent during the exchanges, speaking only when one of Seth's friends had directly spoken to her.
Once Seth was done speaking with his friends, he led her from them. Something that Hailee was glad for. She did not mind sharing Seth though it had been some time since she'd been able to spend time with him properly and so she was being a bit selfish. She wanted to be alone with him. To make up for the lost time.
Seth removed his arm from her and then moved to stand against a tree. She could feel his eyes on her and so she turned to face him, her eyes landing on him. “You going to tell me whats wrong?” He asked, causing Hailee to suddenly look away from him. “You can fool a whole room of cops babe, but I’m your best friend. Who’s ass to I have to kick? Something’s been on you mind all night…I hate seeing you down.”
She wasn't stupid. Hailee knew that if she told Seth what was going on at home..that her father had taken to beating the shit out of her daily..that there was no telling what her friend would do. Yet, at the same time she wanted nothing more than to tell him. She sighed softly and then took another swig from the bottle that she was still holding.
"You can't say anything..to anyone." She said, finally looking back to her friend. "Dad lost his job last month. There was no reason behind it..they just let him go. All he does is drink and Mom is always at work. Tonight is the fist time that I've seen her in a while." She went silent, quite obviously wanting to continue yet still holding back. If Seth had noticed her acting strange then she was certain that he would notice that she was still hiding something from him.
There had been a reason that she'd chosen the dress that she had. The high collar was hiding quite a ugly bruise on the back of her neck that would have been visible since her hair was up as usual. She subconsciously adjusted it, making sure that it was still all the way up. "I'm just worried." She said, looking down.
Cami shoved Micah away from her and from the feel of it..she'd put as much as she could into it. “Fuck off stalker. I’m not going home and you can’t make me. My LIFE is none of your damn business Micha and I’m sick of you thinking it is.” She hissed at him and then threw the liquor bottle towards him. She missed, the bottle rolling off to the side. Micah glanced towards the bottle and then looked back up.
He caught sight of her disappearing into the darkness. He moved quickly, intending to follow after her. He was furious. More so than he had been earlier. It was easy this time for Micah to follow her. The alcohol that she'd been drinking had no doubt had its effect on her. "Cami..stop and you won't be in trouble." He called sweetly. Even as he said the words he knew that his stepsister would be able to see through his words. She was in trouble and he would see to her punishment.
Micah was unsure of how long he'd chased after the younger woman. However, when he did catch up to her he slowed his pace, walking slowly towards her, like a lion getting ready to pounce upon their prey. He reached out quickly, grabbing her by her hair this time, pulling her roughly back towards him. She'd led them farther away from the party than she'd most likely intended though it would work for him.
"Now now. Calm down. This is all your fault. I told you to stop and you just had to keep going." He paused, leaning his face closer to the girl's neck, breathing in deeply, silently. "You've been a very bad girl, Cami. Running off with Andy and then attacking me when I was just trying to bring you back home. What will your father think?" His grip on her was unrelenting and he was surely hurting her. However, he didn't seem to care.
He could do whatever he wanted to her and there would be no one around to stop him. How far was he wanting to go? He needed to get her to behave. He slowly moved one of his hands, suddenly coming to rest upon the front of her neck as she was still being held against his body. His grip on her neck wasn't harsh enough to cause any bruising. He felt the urge to kiss her. Something that he was always trying to fight it seemed. He wondered what she would do. However, he decided to wait, to see what she would try to do in order to get away from him.