No Strings Attached? // Roman Godfrey

The Party.

"Yeah I know right." she replied. "I'm so glad everyone accepted Peter last year and now you. We never really get new people in this town."

You nodded. "So what is this place where the party is?"

"Oh it's just an abandoned mill, owned by our family." Letha answered, keeping her eyes on the road. "But it's not running anymore, so people throw parties there all the time."

"Hm, that's pretty cool." you said. "also, I can not believe that you and Roman are family."

Letha started laughing a little. "Yeah, you're not the first one to say that. But most people don't know Roman the way I know him."

"And what way would that be?" you said with a smirk.

You had arrived at the Steel Mill and Letha pulled over. "He can be nice. Just depends on who you are I guess. And if he cares enough about you. Oh wow he does sound like an asshole now."

You got out and snickered, "He always does, no worries."

You and Letha entered the building and immediately went to looking for the drinks. Letha handed you a plastic cup filled with beer and started sipping some. "Wow this place is packed."

"Yeah it is." you agreed. "But it looks great though!"

A few seconds later, you saw Peter and Roman walking up to you and Letha. Peter put his hands in front of Letha's eyes and she started to giggle a little bit when Peter said, "Guess who!"

"Hmmm I guess Peter." she said and turned around then Peter removed his hands. "Yay, I win!"

Peter chuckled and gave Letha a firm kiss. He put his arm around her shoulder and then turned to you. "I see you decided to come, eerie Eva!"

"Fuck you." you smiled at him. "Don't call me that. And yeah, James asked me in person. So I figured I'd be nice for a change."

Roman came standing next to Peter and handed him a drink. "James is such an asshole."

"Like you know him." you replied, looking at him. Roman just shrugged and drank his drink.

"By the way, Eva. "Peter said, as he looked at you. "You are looking quite hot tonight."

"Ew, you can't say that." you said, semi-disgusted and semi-laughing. "That's really inappropriate Peter."

"Well then I'll say you look hot tonight!" Letha cheered.

You chuckled, "Thanks, Letha. But I'm gonna go now, because his is getting weird."

You quickly waved at the three of them before vanishing in the crowd. It didn't take long before James had found you, handed you another drink and started chatting with you while the two of you kind of danced together.

"I'm glad you came to the party." he smiled, placing his hands on your hips. You finished your drink and threw your cup in the bin. At this moment, you had already drank 5 of them. Or something like that.

"No problem." you replied with a smile. "It's a great party!"

James chuckled, "Good! Hey do you wanna go somewhere a little more, uhh, private?"

You shrugged, "Yeah sure."

The two of you walked by Letha and Peter, who were dancing with each other, and James then took you with him into a small hallway.

"Okay I really have to stand still or something, because all this walking is making me dizzy." you chuckled as you held onto James' arm. You stopped walking and leaned with your back against the hallway wall. James stood in front of you and looked you in the eyes as he smiled.

"Eva, you're really hot." he said, as he leaned in.

"Oh thanks." you slurred before he pressed his lips on yours. His hands were on your hips and you felt the warmth of them through the quite thin fabric of your tight dress. One of his hands went up to your breast and the other slid down to the end of your dress. As he was about to slide his hand under it, you grabbed his wrist and  mumbled, "I don't think we should do this."

James grinned and kissed your neck, "It's fine. You're drunk, so you won't even remember this."

"I think you should stop." you then said, a little more confidence in your voice.

"Oh Eva." James mumbled against your lips. "Just let me take care of you."

Just before he could slip his hand under your dress, he got pulled off of you and got punched right in the face,

"Oh shit." you said, as you looked at James who was against the other wall with a bloody nose and mouth. You saw Roman walk up to him and grab him by his throat as he looked him in the eyes.

"Leave her alone. Do not come near her again. Ever."

James quickly nodded and ran off, down the hallway and vanished into the crowd. Roman turned to you, wiped off some blood that was running from his nose and took your hand. "Come on, we're leaving."

"Roman, were you following me?" you slurred, as you followed him outside and to his car. He opened the passenger's door and you got in. He then walked to the driver's seat and got in as well.

"No, I was following him." he stated. "Because he's a creepy pervert."

"You shouldn't have done the eyes thing on him." you mumbled with a sigh while Roman drove off.

You saw him gripping the steering wheel tight, his knuckles turned white. "It was the only way I could be sure he wouldn't come near you again."

"It's still wrong to use it on people." you mumbled with a tiny yawn. All this alcohol had made you tired as fuck.

"He did the wrong thing, not me." Roman stated, as he pulled over at his apartment. "You're staying here tonight."

You grunted as you got out of his car, "Whyyyy? Just let me go home?"

Roman opened the door and lead you in, holding onto your arm as you almost tripped over your own feet. "I'm not gonna let you go to Destiny in this state, she will kill me and Peter."

"That is probably true." you chuckled, taking off your shoes and your dress. "I'm so fucking tired."

"Eva." Roman chuckled. "Shouldn't you get undressed in the guest room? I'll fetch you a shirt or something."

"Fine." you sighed, turning around and walking into the guest room, as Roman went upstairs to get you something to sleep in. You let yourself fall down on the bed and had trouble keeping your eyes open.

Roman walked into the room and handed you a dark blue t-shirt, which you put on with some trial and error, so Roman sat down on the bed next to you and tried to help you put it on. "Shee-it Eva, you're an awful drunk."

"Fuck you." you mumbled, as you finally had put on the shirt. You leaned against him and sighed, "Are we going to have sex now?"

Roman chuckled, "No Eva. We're not."

"Why not" you asked, as you felt your eyelids getting heavier. Roman moved a little bit to get a cigarette out of his pocket. 

He lit it and said, "Because I'm not going to take advantage of you being drunk."

"Didn't know you were such a gentleman." you quietly said. You heard a soft chuckle coming from him as he took another drag from his cigarette. You closed your eyes as you were still leaning against him and fell asleep.

---

Question, do we eventually want a halloween chapter (about two chapters from this one)? Yay or nay?