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Chapter Three
We walk pass the one block line up, earning a few snickers along the way. Girls have actually stopped Jose to shove their breasts against him in hopes to skip the queue. Not that that's the only reason women would want his attention. Jose's an attractive man, at 6"2, caramel skinned with exotic Spanish features to compliment? He'd have no problem getting women to go home with him. So it's always funny watching him peel them off and pat their heads like they're children.
Jose wraps an arm around me as we pass the eager flock.
"God, women scare me, Ana." He shudders.
I laugh and wrap an arm around his waist. "We're not that bad, well most of us, hm, some of us aren't."
"Gee, that's reassuring." he replies.
We walk up to the bouncer, I look down at my phone while Jose talks to him. 10:13PM. It's still pretty early. Jose places his hand on the small of back as he guides me through. As we walk into the club I'm instantly impressed and eager. It's a two story layout, there's people in booths, on the dance floor, against the walls and at the bar. People in line are gonna be waiting a while because this house is full. The air is thick with heat and alcohol. I take in the atmosphere, itching to be a part of it. The music is pumping so loud you can hardly hear yourself think. The array of strobe lighting is so mesmerizing it takes me a moment to realize Jose dragging me up the stairs.
"VIP!" He yells over the music.
I nod my head and let him led the way. We pass a waiter walking around carrying a tray of Jell-O shots, I snag four and give him a wink. Downing two I hand the others to Jose who shots them down. I love Jell-O shots. We enter the VIP section and I'm loving it, the floor is spacious and the plush leather booths and love seats are placed aesthetically whilst still offering privacy. I walk over to the balcony and look out over the dance floor.
People upon people dancing with each other, on each other, I eye the bar and contemplate whether to wait for the rest to arrive. I tap my fingers on the railing impatiently. Jose calls me over and I turn to see him in the warm embrace of another man. I walk over with smile.
"Chica, this is Alex, Alex, this is my best girl, Ana."' Jose introduces us and Alex takes my hand and places a warm kiss on it. I can see why Jose's been swooning. Alex looks to be in his early to mid thirties, and has the whole classically handsome thing going for him.
"Pleasure to meet you, Ana." He says warmly.
"Please, the pleasures all mine." I reply with a smile.
I give Jose the look of approval, he fans himself and looks away, blushing no doubt.
"I'd love to stay and chat with you both but opening night and all, plenty to do."
I nod in understanding as he kisses Jose on the lips and promises to meet up with him in a bit. After Alex leaves I give Jose a playful shove.
"You weren't kidding when you said he was dreamy, damn."
"I bet now you want all the sexy details huh?" We both laugh as my phone starts ringing, it's Mia.
"Hey Mia, are you here?"
"Hey! Yeah we're just pulling up now, you know the queue is over two blocks long?!"
"Shit, it was only one block when we got here."
"Yeah well lucky one of us is banging the owner huh? Hate to be stuck in that lineup."
I hear someone unrecognizable mutter something in the background.
"Oh shush, boring." Mia spits out.
"Anyway, we'll see you in a few, send Jose down." I
agree and hang up. While Jose goes to greet them I move back over to the balcony and watch the crowd of gyrating bodies. My body starts moving to the soft trap track blaring through the place, I can feel the bass thump under my feet. This is what I love. The music, the environment, it's a special kind of drug that I just want to choke on at times.
I decide I can't wait any longer and go to the bar to order our first round. As I'm moving through the crowd a pair of arms snake their way around my waist, I gently pull them off and smile at the guy behind me, hm, he's cute in a frat boy kind of way with his polo shirt and chinos.
"Maybe later" I yell over the music and point to the bar.
He winks and turns to dance with the next girl that passes him. The bar is packed with people ordering and getting their drinks. I manage to squeeze through two girls doing shots and lean on the counter, making sure my breasts are pushed out and on view.
It doesn't take too long for the bartender to look my way and serve me. I hear a guy groan, clearly pissed off, he's probably been waiting for a while. The bartender comes up to me and leans on the counter, moving in closer to my face.
His rich brown eyes travel from my face, to my neck, and finally to the D cup jewels that no doubt caught his attention in the first place. His eyes linger longer than necessary and I have to refrain from snapping my fingers at him. One thing you don't wanna do, is piss off the bartender.
His eyes finally decide to meet mine. "What can I do for you sweetheart?" he asks.
And oh my, he has a southern accent.
I shoot off my order, "Can I grab 12 shots of tequila, 2 beers, a sangria and bottle of water please?"
The bartender raises his brows at me, no doubt in shock. I smile innocently and give my lip a little bite. He chuckles and shakes his head.
"You got a booth, sweetheart?" He asks, I turn and point the VIP floor.
"Got it, I'll have them up real soon." He winks and eyes my breasts once more.
I start to pull out some cash when he places his hand in mine.
"On the house, just make sure you down a shot for me." I smile and yell out a thanks.
Hell, I'll down 5 shots for him. I make my way back upstairs and see Mia chatting enthusiastically with Jose. She's wearing a gorgeous grey tube dress that clings to her curves like a second skin, her pixie cut is gelled down giving her an edgy yet sophisticated look. Paris obviously agreed with her, she looks fantastic.
Her eyes land on me and she sequels, we give each other a quick hug and take a seat in the booth. Thank God the music isn't as deafening up here as it is on the dance floor.
"You look stunning, Ana! I love that dress. Your boobs look amazing in it!" Mia gushes.
Jose cups a boob and nods his head in agreement. "They do, Ana."'
I Smack his arm away and laugh. I'm wearing a dark blue,long sleeve, deep V dress that stops mid thigh and clings to every curve of my body, I topped it off with some nude pumps, no accessories. I gather my curled hair to the side and lean towards Mia.
"Where's Kate and Elliot?" I ask.
"I think they went looking for you" Mia replies. I nod and decide to wait here until they come back, if I go to look for them now then we'll be dodging each other all night.
A waitress arrives at our booth with our drinks, her eyes devouring Jose as she places the tray down. He's so oblivious to the female attention he gets.
"If there's anything else I can do for you, let me know" she's directs suggestively at Jose.
"Will do sweet pea, thanks!" He replies.
Mia and I cover our mouths discretely as we try our hardest to contain the laughter from erupting. The poor girls face dropped completely at Jose's higher than most men's voice. She walks away defeated, taking her disappointment with her.
"Should we wait for the others before we start?" Mia asks, I know the polite thing to do would be to wait, but I really want to get buzzing. I ignore the selfish need inside and nod my head.
I see Kate and Elliot reach the top of the stairs and inwardly sigh in relief, that wasn't too long. Alcoholic. I stand to greet them and it's only then I notice Christian standing behind Elliot. I try to hide my look of confusion but I guess I didn't try hard enough.
"Mia invited him." Kate whispers in my ear as she hugs me. I nod and smile at Elliot hello. To say I'm shocked to see Christian here would be putting it lightly. Not once, has he ever gone out or had a drink with us. I mean he hardly attends family gatherings as it is. But oh well, the more the merrier I suppose. I look to Christian who I catch staring intently at me. God, he's probably still pissed about the shoes.
"Hey, Christian, it's good to see you again." I smile.
His eyes travel down to my chest for second before meeting my eyes. I notice the working of his jaw as he clenches it. I've heard Mia and Kate say Christians gay or they think he's gay but I never bought it. Not that you have to act a certain way to be gay but from what I know of him since growing up, he's never showed an interest in anyone, male or female. He's always been so... detached.
He's probably offended with what you're wearing you skank. Oh please, offence is taken, not given.
"Yes, you too, Anastasia." He replies nonchalantly.
I offer a tight lipped smile and move back to the booth to grab a shot.
"Shot's, Ana? You know I don't drink the heavy." Kate whines.
I grab the glass of sangria, bottle of water and hand it to her.
"That's why I got you these mama bear." She smiles appreciatively and takes them. Elliot grabs the two beers and hands one to Christian. Jose, Mia and I line up our shots and lime while Kate's already sipping on her sangria.
"To the return of Mia!" Elliot toasts, we all cheer and take our shots, swigs and sips.
"To Jose! Bagging a night club entrepreneur and making this night possible" Mia toasts, we all laugh and take another drink. As I suck on the second lime, I feel eyes burning into my back, I turn and notice Christian has moved away from the booth and is now leaning against the balcony, just watching us. His smouldering grey eyes latch onto my blues, he takes another sip of his beer, and turns toward the balcony to look down at the crowd.
"To Ana! And her next victim!" Kate toasts, I roll my eyes and laugh along with everyone else. I down my third shot like its water and grab Mia and Kate's arm.
"Let's hit the floor." I tell them. Kate gives Elliot whose talking to Jose about something a quick kiss and follows behind Mia and I.
As we step onto the floor, I'm instantly in my own zone. Kate and Mia dance with each other while I, completely content, dance on my own. I close my eyes as the music moves through me, over me, and around me. I raise my arms above my head, letting everything go and move my hips to the beat. A warm body presses against my back and strong hands grip my hips. I lean my body back and turn my head to look up at the guy behind me.
"I couldn't not dance with you after seeing you on the floor looking the way you do."
I smile and sink further back into Ethan's body. Remembering who I came with, I quickly do a scan for Kate and Mia but they've managed to get themselves closer to the front, totally oblivious to everyone around them.
I grab onto Ethan's hands and start grinding into him slowly. His warm breath caresses my neck, his grip tightening on my hips as he pushes his body into me, matching the rhythm and beat. I feel him harden as I continue to dance on him, his hand moves up my body at a torturing pace, he grips the base of my neck and turns my head towards his. We breathe each other in, our lips merely an inch away.
The tempo in the music shifts, the beat fastening, the bass thumping even harder. I smile and pull away from Ethan, my body adjusting to the change of pace. I turn towards him and shrug innocently. He stands there's smirking, shaking his head. I look down at his arousal and quirk a brow.
"You should go take care of that!" I yell to him and turn to make my way back to the VIP section, laughing.
I get up there and notice both Jose and Elliot are gone, probably down there on the floor. I head over to the booth to grab some cash when I'm startled by Christians voice behind me.
"You sure can dance." I spin around and place a hand over my heart.
"Jeez, Christian, you scared me." I lightly laugh it off but Christian doesn't seem at all amused. He eyes the cash in my hand.
"I'm gonna go get some more drinks, do you want anything? Another... Another beer, or something?" I offer. It's only then I actually realize what he just said. Has he been watching me?
"No, I'm fine. Thank you." He replies.
I tilt my head to the side and look up at his too handsome for his own good face.
"You're pretty proper huh?" I ask.
He raises a brow, obviously taken back by my question.
"You know, with the manners and way you present yourself. A part of me actually thinks you might be part robot." I joke. A hint of a smile appears on his face and I nearly gasp. Christian's never smiled at me. It's a good look on him.
"Well, I've been called worse things I suppose." He tells me.
Mia comes barreling towards us and grabs my hand.
"Come on, Ana, lets go to the bar and do more shots!"
I turn to Christian and extend the invitation to which he declines, however he looks torn, between what I don't know but I can tell he's not thrilled about something. I let Mia lead me toward the bar where Ethan's waiting with a line of shots and I shake my head.
"A man after my own heart." I gush, he laughs and places a shot in my hand.
"If that's all it took, you would of been mine 6 years ago."
I smack his shoulder playfully. Mia's hanging off the arm of some guy she obviously just met, completely engrossed in whatever he's saying. I tap Mia on the shoulder and hold a shot to her face. Her eyes light up and we commence with shot taking.
We're on our fifth shot, that makes eight in total when I start feeling the effects of the alcohol. My body is buzzing, my head is humming, I'm feeling good. Mia went off to the dance floor with her man of the night so it's just Ethan and I at the bar. He orders us another round of shots while I bop my head to the music. I feel someone lean into the side of me, or more like smell someone. I turn and see it's the frat guy from earlier and I'm pretty sure he's a bit too drink as well.
"Hey, baby, you ready to dance?" He ask's as he runs his finger down my arm. I pull away subtly. I don't really feel like dancing with this guy so I smile politely and start to tell him so when Ethan's hand comes around my waist.
"Sorry man, but she's with me." He places a small kiss on the side of my neck and I shrug at the guy in front of me. As I turn my back to him, he grabs my wrist forcefully and yanks me to him.
"Yeah, well the chick promised me a dance so I'm taking what's mine."
Ethan rips his arm off me and pulls me behind him. I rub my wrists and scowl at the fucker.
"I didn't promise you shit, dude. I said maybe. And last time I checked, maybe, wasn't a guarantee." I tell him.
Kate and Elliot come to my side and ask if everything's okay. I nod and scoff towards the douche, Kate instantly gets it and rolls her eyes. Elliot clasps a hand on Ethan's shoulder, making it known that if the guy started anything, it wouldn't be just Ethan he'd deal with.
"Everything good?" Elliot asks, eyeing the douche bag, who's not at all affected by Elliot's presence. Damn alcohol, gives people a false sense of bravery.
Ethan clenches his jaw, he's obviously trying to control himself. "Yeah, everything's good. Was just letting this guy here know that Ana was with me, that's all."
Ethan and I have been in this scenario so many times, back in the day. It's kind of nostalgic in a fucked up way. The guy eyes both Ethan and Elliot, probably assessing what his chances would be, but truth be told, he wouldn't have a chance with either of them. He grabs his beer off the counter, mutters a few lovely words and stumbles his way back to the dance floor. I shake my head and grab a shot for Ethan.
"Some things never change huh?" He says.
"It would appear so" I smile and we both take a shot, forgetting about what just happened.
Okay. I'm drunk. Okay not exactly drunk. But I'm close. Okay very close. I've lost count of how many shots I've taken but fuck, I feel good. Ethan's on the dance floor with the rest of the guys so I decided I needed to use the rest room. On the way I bump into something, I think it's a chair, "shit, sorry." I apologize with a pat on the seat. Yep, a chair.
Where the fuck is this restroom? A group of girls pass me, giggling. I giggle along like I'm apart of their conversation and earn a few glares. People need to lighten up. I run my hands along the wall and push through a door. A woman bypasses me and I know I've successfully found the bathroom. I head into one of the stalls and get to peeing.
Mid pee I hear someone walk through the bathroom door. As I pull my panties up someone starts banging on my stall door. I frown and yell out "I'll be out in a sec!"
I flush the toilet and smooth down my dress when they start banging again. I unlock the stall door and push it open aggressively,
"I said I'd be out in a fucking-"
The frat guy from earlier aggressively pushes me back into the stall, I fall back and land on the toilet seat, I feel pain radiate through my arm and something wet trickle down it. My vision goes a bit hazy from the sudden rush of movement and I shake my head.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I yell.
I go to stand up, only to grabbed and pushed against the wall, the stall is small so my struggling doesn't do anything. I feel a hand roughly grab my thigh.
"Fucking, bitch... Walking around like some cock tease" he slurs the words in the crook of my neck and I cringe, still trying to get myself out of his grip.
As he goes to lock the stall door, it's swings back open with so much force I'm surprised it wasn't pulled off its hinges. His weight has been lifted off mine and my body sinks to the floor. My eyes start to blur as my body takes on the full effect of tonight's alcohol consumption. I hear a few screams coming in and out of the bathroom and that's when I notice someone beating the living shit out of frat guy. Fists, just pounding into his face. The screams sound more distant now. I try to get up only to fall back onto my knees.
"Fuck.." I slur.
The blurry outline of a figure comes toward me and lifts me up. My eyes clear enough to see Christian holding me upright. Christian? What's he doing in the ladies bathroom? I see Christians lips moving but I can't hear anything. I nod anyway and just go along. I should probably go find Kate. Christian holds my face in his hands, hands that are covered in something. More people come in and drag frat guy out. I think someone starts yelling... Is it Christian?
I wrap my arms around myself and something wet coats my fingers, I look at my them and frown
"Is that blood?" I say aloud, when the realization hits, my knees become weak and everything turns black.
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