It Was All In Your Mind
by Heidi

Britney slowly walked into her New York apartment and set her keys and purse on the counter. Taking a deep breath she walked into the living room and sat down on the over stuffed couch.

"This isn't real Britney" She told herself over and over.

It had been 2 months since the break up and Britney just didn’t get why. She knew it was true, she just didn’t want to except it at that moment, at that second, and maybe she just never would.

"Why Laura, what does she have that I don't!" Britney was getting mad again and she knew it, she could feel her face getting red and he blood boiling as she threw a photograph of Laura and her across the room.

"MY OWN FUCKING COUSIN!" By now Britney was screaming as she fell to the floor, she just couldn't take it, she couldn't believe this. But she knew one thing was for sure, she would get him back, in the worst way possible.

Britney looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She was wearing a low cut leather pants and a black corset from Agent Provocateur. She knew this would make heads spin, she knew she had that power and tonight she was going to use it to her full ability.

She walked into the crowded club with her best friend Jenny Morris about 2 steps behind her.

"Britney maybe this isn't such a hot idea!" Jenny said looking around for a familiar face.

"Jenny! Shut up, I know what I'm doing!" She took her hand and pulled her into a small V.I.P booth.

The bartender slowly made his way to the two girls in he booth and asked them what they would like to drink.

"Rum and Coke" Britney said fast, she looked over at Jenny who just shook her head.

"What ain't ya thirsty girl?!?" Britney said

"No, I'm fine I will catch up to you later" She laughed.

Britney joined in until she saw it, the one thing she didn’t want to see. Justin was making out with Laura Lynne on the dance floor. Britney put her head in her hands and was trying to think of a way so it would like she was not following them. She slowly got up and started walking to the bathroom. She looked back one more time at the two and ran into someone.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry! Oh my god I didn't mean to hurt you" She said looking up.

"Britney it's fine" Trace laughed he eyed her up and down "Wow, looking' good B!"

"Thanks Trace, I was just on my way to the bathroom and. Oh my god your drink, I didn't mean to oh my god ugh I'm so dumb!" She hit herself on the head.

"I said it was fine B, why the hell yea sweatin' bout' it babe, it's just a lil' Vodka, nothin' no Tide can't get out!" He winked at her and licked his lips. "God it's hot in here, I can taste my own god damn sweat!"

Was this really happing Britney thought? Was she really finding Trace atractive! God no! That's just so wrong...But is it?

"Uhm..Do you...think..Well maybe if you are...um maybe we could...um..Well .." Britney was stumbling on her words; her face was so red mostly because it was hot as hell in there but because she was so freakin'embarresed!

"Dance." Trace said laughing. "Sure B, you know I can't pass up a dance with you!" He took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

504 Boys "Wanna Fuck" came on and Trace grabbed Britneys’ hips and was grinding with her. He had a drink in one hand and he was playing with her ass with the other hand. Britney could smell his breath he was drunk. His eyes were red and blood shot but she didn't care, she just wanted to feel loved, she wanted to feel wanted she wanted peace, she wanted everything she was yearning at that moment. And she knew just how to get it.