What Goes Around

Part 1.

"So, how old did you say you were again?"
"17," I lied, no traces of doubt.
"Great," he winked.
The boy, 19 or 20 at most, leaned in close and I caught the alcohol on his breath. No matter, I thought, he'll soon sober up. He went to kiss me, and it took all my strength not to right-hook him in the jaw. But I had to remember why I was here.
But I did push him, gentle though, and then flashed him a sickly sweet smile, "Hey Ryan, could you give me a minute?"
"Sure babe, I'll be right here," he grinned and made himself comfortable on the sofa.
I scooted under his heavy arms and slid off to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I gulped water straight from the tap, leaned heavily on the sink and took several deep breaths.
I sighed and pushed back a few stray, dark curls behind my ears before rummaging through my handbag with trembling fingers. From it I retrieved a small, glass perfume phial and bit my lip as I sprayed it on my neck. I exhaled deeply, so not to breath in it's scent, and composed myself.
But all I had to do was remember why exactly I was here, and the fire returned. I gave my reflection a brief, reassuring smile before making my way back to where Ryan waited.
"You ok, baby?" he winked again, and I suppressed a shudder as he pulled me onto his lap.
"Yeah," I lied, something I was good at by now, and flung my arms around his shoulder for effect, "Just perfect,"
He barely waited for me to finish speaking before swooping me under him and pushing expertly into the small of my back to draw me closer.
His lips were rough and fierce against mine. Eager. Running his hands through my hair. I kissed him back with all the venom I could muster - trying my best not to think about it.
He broke away briefly, to breath probably, then started brushing his lips against my jawline. I stole my opportunity. Titling back my head and displaying my neck to him, where I'd just sprayed the contents of the phial.
He took the bait, like I knew he would. His lips moved, now pressing against my neck.
I closed my eyes and began counting down from ten in my head. 10 seconds before the poison now seeping into his unsuspecting body would take its toll.
3...2...1...