Chapter 1
Well for once in my fucking life I decided to go out and party. There was a new club opening in Queens, and my friend Margie knows the bouncer. I should have said no, but here I am in a tight, short, red dress and extremely uncomfortable heels. Margie, of course, looks perfect and at ease in her get up. I on the other hand feel terrible. After a day at work I should have just gone home, but it's too late now…
"I'm so excited." Said Margie while we wait in line.
"Me too." I said with as much enthusiasm as I can muster.
"Oh come on. You can't stay in that clinic all day. Let's have some fun!"
"I wish I could stay in the clinic all day." I say back to her "It's a lot easier to hang out with animals than with people."
"You can be so tiring sometimes girl." Margie said as we reached the front of the line "Just try and have some fun while we are here okay?"
"I guess." I say as we enter the club.
Upon our entrance, we are met with blaring noise, the smell of alcohol and bodies pressed together everywhere. It is not my usual hangout, but I am sure I can at least get hammered while Margie picks out who she is going to go home with.
"I need a drink." I say when I see the practical orgy in front of me. I am seriously too tired from work to be doing this, but alcohol should help. Maybe…
"That is the best idea you have had all night!" Margie said pulling me towards the bar. "Hey!" She yelled to the bartender "two extra dirty martinis over here!"
"Isn't this place awesome" Margie said "Turning her attention back to me."
"It's cool" I say sipping on the Martini the bartender just handed me "It's a bit stuffy in here isn't it?"
"It's perfect!" She exclaimed "I can't believe how busy this place is."
"I suppose it is nice."
"Why are you always so glum? You know you can have fun too" She says to me.
"I know Margie, I'm sorry I guess I'm just tired"
"It's okay girl! Let's go dance!" Said Margie trying to pull me with her to the dance floor
"Oh no I am great right here." I said to her "You have fun though, come get me if you need me."
"No fun" said Margie as she sauntered off.
I watched her head out into the throngs of people, and get drawn in by the first man to look her way. I took a second to take in my surroundings while I wait for her. The club is not very big at all, but there seemed to be about a hundred people in here right now. The décor was some kind of red and black combination with a DJ at the front of the room. There were throngs of all kinds of people humping and touching each other in the dance area. I have never been much for dancing, but if I was, I doubt I would be into this. Margie, of course, was right in there with everyone, humping the night away. At least she's living her best life…
It is well past one in the morning when someone catches my eye. He is tall, tan, and is wearing a light blue shirt that really accentuates his skin tone. He catches onto me staring, and I look away quickly hoping he doesn't notice that I was staring a bit.
I look back up, and of course he noticed that I was staring. Shit! He is headed my way. This is not at all how I had wanted this evening to go.
I quickly down the last of my drink as he heads my way. I also tightly grasp the brass knuckles that are attached to my keychain for good measure. In New York, you never know who is going to be crazy, and who isn't. With men that is always a shit show. My heart is racing faster as he makes his way towards me.
"Hello gorgeous," He says with a bit of an accent "Who would leave a pretty thing like you alone in a place like this?"
"I'm not alone," I say to him "My friend is right over there." I say waving to Margie. Who waves enthusiastically from the dance floor.
"Your friend looks like she is having fun, why do you keep yourself here?" He asks.
"This kind of place isn't my sort of thing." I say, hoping he will just leave.
"If it's not your sort of thing, we could go somewhere else." He said to me with a teethy grin.
"Thank you, but I am going to wait on my friend to finish here."
"Well will you at least dance with me?" He asked with a dejected look on his face
"I'm sorry, but I am completely content right here."
"Aw come on baby, let's dance." He said grabbing my arm.
"Let go of me" I said, taken aback by his forwardness.
"Come on you know you want to dance" He said trying to pull me to the dance floor.
"Let go of me." I say one more time hoping for him to just forget the subject.
"Hopefully I never have to again baby," He said as he pulled me into him, and grabbed a fistful of my ass
"Fuck you." I say through gritted teeth. I slip my brass knuckles on my fingers and before I realize what I am doing, I hear a crunch and the man screams out in pain. He falls to the floor gripping at his face there my hand connected with my nose. He is screaming so loud that the DJ stops the music, and patrons turn to see the man cursing at me, blood flowing freely from his broken nose.
The bouncers are trying to make their way onto the dance floor to see what exactly has happened, but Margie makes it to me first.
"Shit, not again" She says grabbing my arm and turning to run away "Why do you always have to ruin a good night?" She yelled at me while we both run out of the door, ducking patrons, and bouncers.
"I'm sorry Margie." I said to her "He wouldn't take no for an answer, and he grabbed my ass".
"Why do you always do this." She said a bit out of breath when we finally stopped running down the block outside. "So what? A man grabs your ass, it is a compliment."
"It is not a compliment Margie." I said to her "I was just drinking my drink in peace, and this guy comes out of nowhere, and starts trying to make me dance with him."
"You didn't want to come in the first place" Margie says to me "Just go the fuck home, and think about what this does to your friends, and the people around you. Life isn't just about you, you know?"
"Do you still want to meet up for breakfast tomorrow?" I asked her.
"Forget it." She said, starting to walk off "You'll probably just ruin that too."
Wow. There goes another female friend. I think trudging off towards my apartment. What a fucking night.