1Disclaimers: I don't own anything except the plot. Please don't take it!
Pairings: None really in this chapter. See if you can pick them out!
Note: Italicized words are things that happen in the past.
Rating: PG-13 at the least I think.
Warnings: This is actually intended for a story I'm writing, but I think it fit for this story. So, I've used it in this. This fic has mature and adult themes, such as cursing, suicide, drugs, alcohol, and other things along those lines. I hope this doesn't offend anyone!
Author's Note: First chapter! Try and enjoy it?
She stumbled in, eyes blurry and feet unsteady. An end table crashed to the ground and she grabbed a doorframe, trying to stay standing, trying to focus. What's wrong with me? she asked herself. She stumbled into the bathroom, fumbling with the light switches. A blinding glow lit the room and she closed her eyes, swallowing as her throat went dry.
Smoke, lights. Music, dancing. A whirlwind of activity and a mixture of smells. Leather and sequins, bare flesh, laughter, screaming. Hips moving, hands snaking around, rubbing her back. Sweat and heavy breathing. A sultry voice, low in her ear:
"Dance with me?"
A small nod, leaning back into a warm embrace. Rock jarring through, a bottle being passed. Was something slipped in? Take a sip, smell the smoke. Your not doing it, just in the area, it doesn't matter.
Cold water hits her face and she shivers as it seeps in. Her head is dizzy, her mind slow. Her head raises wearily and she looks in the mirror. It's cracked and her face is reflected at least six times, she's to tired to count any higher.
Dark eyes narrow and she reaches up a trembling hand to touch the cool glass, another crack appears, running under the slight pressure exerted by her forefinger. Her hair is pulled back so that dark curls fall down around her shoulders and her red streaks hang on either side of her face, pinned in place by two twin skulls.
Her eyes flash to her hand which is shaking, nails tapping out an erratic pattern on the glass. One of them is broken and there's a dark red stain from the tip to the part that melds with her hand.
"Wanna go somewhere more private?"
"I like the dance floor." She turns, smiling at the guy and running her hands up around his neck. "Dancing's fun," she adds.
"I can think of other fun things."
Heat rushes to her face, but it's just from the dancing. She feels a tap on her shoulder and turns around. He's...he's...
She stumbles back from the mirror, hitting the wall and looking at herself. Her skirt is torn and her shirt is a deep crimson in spots. "No..." The words escape her mouth before she can stop them. She shakes her head, trying to clear it. "No. No. No..." she whispers over and over.
Her knees give out and she slides to the floor, sitting on the chipped and dirt-encrusted tile. "No.." she whispers quietly. Her knees fold up under her chin and her arms encircle them.
Slowly she gets to her feet, kicking off a shoe, absently wondering where the other was but not really caring. She ran fingers through her hair, removing the clips - I like your clips, they're cool - and scruncii holding her hair back. As fast as she could, she removed her clothing, slipping into the shower and turning the water on hot. Scalding.
Skin burned and she bit her lip to keep from crying out, watching as pink water flowed down the drain. Pink? Water's...water's...clear. Her mind latched onto those words finally and she swallowed, slipping on the tile and falling to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm dancing. Why?"
She sounded stuck up. Even to her own ears. The look of pain on his face deepened and somewhere deep down she felt sorry. So sorry. But she wasn't thinking, she was soaring.
"Who's he?"
He tilted his chin, inclining it to the guy behind her, who she was dancing with. She half-turned, smiling at the guy who was with her. "Derek," he said.
He nodded and looked back at her. "Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why this way? Why not tell me?"
"Tell you? Tell you what?" Confusion rushed through her body. And the guy, Derek, passed her another drink. She flashed him a greatful smile, taking another drink.
"I'll see you Sam."
He turned and walked away.
Her ankle, the one that had been shoeless, was swollen and purplish, tender to the touch. She tried to wiggle it and gasped, biting her fist. She stood again, shifting her weight off her injured foot and leaning against the shower wall.
Wet hair clung to her shoulders and she reached for the shampoo, trying to forget that night. It was so long ago. So long. Last night? Last week? A month ago? She couldn't remember. Her face scrunched up as she tried to concentrate but nothing came.
"Damn it!" she cursed, throwing the razor at the far wall. It bounced once and skittered across the moss colored tiles, laying by the drain. Her eyes dropped down to it and she swallowed. The blade was red, crusted over rust-looking flecks. The handle had the same colors, only a bit of turquoise showing through.
She closed her eyes as the water got colder and she cursed again, quietly this time. "God, why did this happen?" She looked down at her legs, seeing as if for the first time, the thin scars curling around them in somewhat intricate patterns.
"Don't worry about him."
The arms held her tightly, leading her away from the retreating figure. "We'll have a good time," came the voice in her ear.
Her eyes closed and she continued to move, not noticing anything different until she bumped up against a wall and felt cool air on her face and arms. "Where...where are we?"
Her mind buzzed and she couldn't focus. All she saw was swirling lights and dark shapes, everything had a twin. They were outside and she saw a back alley where random lights were being extinguished in windows above.
"Ready for some fun...Sam?"
Her vision darkened as she felt him close the space between them, something warm and odorous pressed over her face.
Author's Note: Okay. Let's see, how to explain the above. The italicized words, as previously mentioned, are events that have happened in the past. There will be more indepth stuff pertaining to this. Don't worry. And it will be explained. Let me know what you think!