Her cigarette had burned out a while ago, when Valana doesn’t remember when it burned out all she remembers is the burning feeling in her pit watching you with some guy. A guy you shouldn’t like. You’re back together yet you’ve been looking at her for over half the party. She’s just a “fling” you have between your boyfriends. So why do you keep looking?

His hands on your’s yet your attention is on her. You met her last Saturday. Told her you couldn’t do it anymore yet kissed her goodbye, she’s sure her taste lingers. He taste’s her every time he kisses you. She’s on you always. Your clothes still in her room. Her side of your bed he’s laying on. Her perfume lingering on the sheets.

Valana doesn’t feel jealous. She should, some guy has her girl yet she doesn’t because you’ll come back to her. You always do. Every time you break up with your boyfriends. She’s always there to keep you company. You always come back.

Valana threw her burned out cigarette aside walking over to you pushing the guy away he doesn’t matter anymore she’s here what more could you want? “Come on. Dance with me.” She doesn’t wait for you answer before her hands are on your waist and she’s dancing with you on a busy dance floor.