One Lonely Night

by ChocolateChipCutieForever

A young man wallows in depression. He's a loner, hiding in the shadows of a rundown nightclub. Nothing seems to make the man wake up - that is, until he saw her. A woman, one who stood out from the rest, caught his eye. And who would stop him from pursuing the woman with violet eyes?

1. The Apple and The Snake

Kian sat in the back, sipping on a cocktail as he watched people dance erratically. He ran a hand through his black hair, which was slicked back earlier that evening. Kian's eyes were bloodshot, his head slightly pounding. He knew he shouldn't be drinking, especially in a place like this. The Apple The Snake, though, was his favorite club to go to, and most of the time it was devoid of human life. Now, though, it seemed like the club had make a complete turn in the opposite directions; all walks of life were in the club, dancing their lives away for the evening with drinks in their hands.

It was Friday night, almost three o'clock in the morning. Kian had only a beer and two cocktails, but he felt like he was out place among the younger adults partying tonight. He noticed a lot of young women and men here, while the older adults have already fled in search of a better place to be. The club would close down in two hours, so the place would be cleared out eventually. With one last sip, Kian was getting up to leave. When he looked up from his glass, he almost choked on his cocktail.

Dancing on the floor was a young woman. She stood out from all the rest - the bouncing curls and candy-red lips, the leather vest and stiletto heels - as she was dancing in the middle of the dance floor. The other girls in the room were dressed in brighter colors and even brighter makeup, with flashy jewelry and skin as tanned as sun-dried leather. She, on the other hand, wore no special jewelry, and she was as white as a ghost. But yet, she was so full of life, so young and energetic. The way she moved captivated Kian, almost completely making him forget the pain of his recent loss. Whens he opened her eyes, she looked straight at Kian. Her eyes had a strange alluring power that no other woman ever had before - violet-colored, bold and bright. They didn't look like her real eye color, but they glittered under the strobe lights. With a sultry smirk, the young woman turned around and danced with the man behind her. Kian took this moment to flee the establishment, as he realized that what he had just done was not a very good choice.