Treacherous
“Call me when you
can.”
    I wanted to ask her
where she was, but an incoming text stopped me. “I’m fine. I’m with Frankie. It’s none of your
business what I do.”
    I flinched. She was
mad at me. What did I do? I couldn’t help but feel anger and little
bit of jealousy towards Frankie. Only this morning Charli and I had
made out in her kitchen, and now she was with Frankie? I know we
weren’t together, but still. I felt it was my right to protect her.
It was my job , after
all.
    Suddenly, feeling the
urge to question her about what had happened this morning, I threw
my phone onto my bed before I could do anything stupid.
    “ Act
professional, Nathan. Professional. You must not let your feelings
get in the way of your job,” I told myself as I headed into the bathroom to take a
shower. I often gave myself pep talks before heading out on a job,
and tonight would be just that, a job. I had to find the suspect.
But as I slipped under the steaming water of the shower, my mind
slipped into thoughts of Charli. Charli pressed against my body.
Charli on the kitchen counter, her legs around my waist… No, I
couldn’t let myself have these types of thoughts. She was my
assignment. I had to turn it off.
    Twenty minutes later,
as I was heading out, I told myself that I was doing this tonight
for Charli. That
thought I allowed my brain to
keep.
     
    * * * *
     
    I arrived at the
North side Dormitories at approximately 8.45pm. I was early, so I
lingered outside to try and better formulate my plan. My cover
story was that my girlfriend, Annika , had taken ill, and I was coming in her place, offering
apologies. I hoped it would work. When I headed inside, I was sure
I had found the correct floor, the door was open, and other
students were mingling in the hallway. I slipped inside.
    There was already music playing inside
the dorm, and I edged my way through the growing crowd. All the
bodies inside the small dorm made the temperature inside rise by
several degrees. I was already beginning to sweat, despite the cool
night.
    “ Hi, do I know you?” a
girl asked from behind me. I turned, and I was met by a familiar
face. “Nathan, nice of you to come.” It was Mia.
    “ Mia…” I had no idea
what to say. Had she known all along that we were going to the same
party? It must have been what she had meant earlier.
    “ Still can’t find
Charli?”
    “ I spoke to her.
You’re right, she is with Frankie.”
    “ Knew it. I’m sorry,
Bud. Why don’t you relax and grab a drink. The party’s about to
start.” She winked at me and walked away. When she was gone, I
couldn’t help but feel unsettled about her. Something was off about
that girl.
     
    Charli
     
    I poured wine into two glasses and
handed Frankie one before returning the bottle to the rack.
    “ Thanks. Come and join
me on the couch.” He said, sitting down. I picked up my glass and
followed him. I sat down at the edge of his mustard yellow couch,
leaving much space between us. After what he had told me, I
couldn’t help but be cautious now. I smirked when thoughts drifted
to my Mum. I wondered what she would think if she saw me now,
kissing two boys in one day. She would probably blame Mia
again.
    “ What are you smiling
about?” Frankie asked, moving closer. He reached over and wiped the
edge of my upper lip with his thumb. “You had a bit of wine there,”
he admitted when I gave him a questioning look.
    “ Oh, nothing. I was
just thinking about what my mother would say about us.”
    He laughed. “I’m getting the impression
she wouldn’t approve.”
    “ You’re right, she wouldn’t.” All the more reason to do it , I said to myself as I leaned over to kiss him. His lips
were warm and tasted of red wine, making them even more addictive.
Frankie sensed what I wanted and stopped the kiss to take our
glasses and put them on the coffee table. He then took my face
between his hands and kissed me more passionately. I sighed and we
sank back into the

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