Thread: A Former Love :: Relix/Zexy

Emily hung back for just a moment as Zack walked ahead, her arms wrapping around her friend briefly as she whispered something in her ear. Are you sure you really want to do this? I mean, if you didn't want to you didn't have to. You know the answer to the first question already. So why? I'll tell you that as soon as I figure out an answer. Which was the honest truth. Even though she didn't want to travel with the two men in the first place she didn't know why she said yes. Maybe because of that grin Zack had given her? The fact that her friends looked like they would maul her if she said anything other then yes? Or maybe because the other male here gave off some odd kind of feeling that it would actually be ok. To her anyway, she was sure if she asked her friends if he did that for them they would say he gave them some other type of feeling. But then that just sounded a little crazy, or well, her side of that anyway. Then again she was out in the middle of Paris being shown around by a drunk who had tried to hit on her the night before and a man who had painted her picture and said it was a complete a total accident, which she still didn't buy. She was experiencing a lot of crazy so why not add a little more to the list? It couldn't do any real harm. You think about it and I'm going to go back up there ok? Got it. And Aaliyah.. Hm? Try to lighten up a little bit ok? It's not going to kill you. With that being said the blue eyed girl gave her friend a quick pat on the head before making her way back up front with Zack and the others, looping arms with one of the other girls. That would probably be that hardest thing she could do. Unlike her friends Aaliyah had a bit of trouble letting her guard down around men and letting her true colors show. Women she was just fine with except for the selected few but men...they were a completely different story. For some odd reason she was afraid of being hurt or stabbed in the back. The thing was she didn't know why. She didn't have any traumatic experiences when she was little, didn't have any bad break ups, no one in her family had experienced anything bad with a man so her little issue was of an unknown origin. Her mom said it could have been because of all the romance murder novels she read when she was little but it must have been a lot more then that. Or maybe it was nothing and she should have stopped wondering about it. Shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans she couldn't help but to laugh as Vincent asked if she realized just what she had done. Well, it was yes and no kinda thing on that one. Yes because she had a feeling in the bottom of her gut when she made the conditions that they would be broken later on and no because she didn't know he was that big of a pervert. Ah well, it was a live and learn kind of situation. But at least now she knew it was pointless to ask that ever again. As for the entire story about the fight well...For some reason she could Zack being the kind of guy to get into a fight over something stupid and then call a friend for help. Judging by how perverted he was it was probably over a girl, saying something or doing something to her that her boyfriend didn't approve of. The boyfriend would get angry and Zack would get in trouble, calling on Vincent for help. Though looking at Vincent she couldn't really see him as the type of person that could fight off a guy and win. Sure, he had that deadly feeling about him but when it came to actual fighting...He didn't seem like, or look like anyway, he could win. But looks could be deceiving. Aaliyah had to admit, as much as she hated awkward silences she couldn't have been more greatful for the one between her and Vincent now. She wasn't sure if he was in the same boat as he and didn't know what to say or if he just didn't want to talk to her at all. And if that was the case then she was fine with that, after all, he had been dragged into this entire situation and it wasn't that hard to tell he really didn't want to be here. But she was ok with that, she didn't really want to be here either, it was after all, a little awkward...But of course it only got worse when they arrived at the restaurant. Did the fates plan this entire night out in hopes to make her uncomfortable? If that was the case those three witches were doing an painfully good job at it. Taking a seat on the opposite side of the booth she watched as the waiter brought over the wine and the menus. Looking over at the other briefly she sighed mentally. This was going to be a long night. Turning her attention away from the menu she looked up as the male spoke, a little surprised that he was apologizing. she was even more so surprised that he was trying to explain his friends methods do her, letting her know that the girls would be ok. She wasn't sure if that was sweet of him or if he was just trying to keep her from being to angry at his friend. Thank you for telling me that...I don't really want to know what they'll tell me if they decide to go with him but thanks for letting me know anyway. As long as her friends were safe thats all she cared about. She didn't want any details about what they did with him, if they did anything. But hopefully they would be able to control themselves and....yeah, never mind. Her friends wouldn't know the meaning of the world self control if it bit them several times. I do have questions but...I think it would be better if I just kept them to myself until I get them fully sorted out in my head. She wanted to say more but it was then that the waiter came for a visit. Handing him her menu she simply told him to get her what ever had the most shrimp or crab in it. She had slight obsession with sea food so always ordered some when ever she went out. Turning her head to the other table briefly she watched as Mary whispered something to Zack, and soon after he stood up. That couldn't have been good...Not if they were giggling and he was coming over. Damn her friends and their low tolerance for alcohol! Well actually no, it was her own fault for telling them things but the question was which thing did they tell Zack? When he got over to the table the things that he said were harmless enough, until he talked about Vincent inviting her back to his place. She did like the fact that Vincent's comeback wasn't anything perverted or anything that made her blush but of course Zack's was. She could feel her face get hot at his last nine words. Seriously, which one of them had told him that?! Covering her hands with her face she counted to ten, trying not to get to angry. Though after this entire ordeal the theater group would be short three members. I'm not...I'm not going to walk away from dinner. It wouldn't be nice of me to leave you here by yourself with three drunk girls and your friend who's already a handful, if you don't mind me saying. So if you don't bail out on me I promise I won't bail out on you. Seemed simple enough. Bringing her hands away from her face she took a sip of the wine, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, seeing no harm in answering his question. Aaliyah Presd'eaux, or Ali for short. Her dad was part french, African American was the other part, and her mom was Italian , a weird mix but what ever. I do have one question to ask but I'm not entirely sure if I want to know the answer. After all, how many people would want to know how two men knew they were new arrivals in town without previously meeting them? Not only that but they had nothing to do with the other people they were here visiting? Last night...How did you know that I was new in town? Is it really that obvious or was it something else?