"Come on, Bella!" A girl said exasperated. "We're already here, so let's get freaky!"
"Beth, I love you, I truly do, but don't make me smack you." Bella glared her, ruffling her prominent curled hair as it tumbled down to her waist. "You know I have work tomorrow and the only reason why I came here was because I'll worry."
Beth waggled her eyebrows, managing to get a laugh from her. She was truly her best friend. Straight out of college. After she moved away from the bad memories from Forks, Washington, she went to the last place that Charlie expected her to go. Gotham City. Of course he was purple faced but she was resolved. In the middle of her freshman year both her and Beth literally tripped over themselves together. Seeing another clumsy girl like her all bright eyed and hyper made Bella smile. Beth was a little taller than her, dark red hair and blue eyes. Before she realized it, they were it. Bella couldn't ask for a better friend than Beth. Both with similar histories, though gladly, minus the supernaturals. Both bad breakups, both people who they needed absolutely abandoned them, friends not sticking to their side. Beth wanted to make sure her past didn't break her down while Bella became hard hearted and she grew herself a steel backbone.
Her heels clicked as Beth pulled at her into the club 'Smile and Grin'. The change of atomosphere made Bella's heart pulse. She could feel the deep-based music make her bones shake. Her dress attire is something anyone that knew little Bella Swan wouldn't have expected. She wore tight fitted purple v neck with black skinny jeans, a purple and white checkered belt around her waist. High heeled ankle boots with a small crown on the zipper. She forgo'd her leather jacket in Beth's car. She wore black smokey eyeshadow with mascara. She knew from the looks that was sent her way that she was smoking. Dark purple lipstick glossed her lips as she wore clear lipgloss over it. Her black headband kept her hair back as they manuvered through the crowd of sweaty bodies.
A male stood in front of Beth as he asked her to dance, Bella gave her a small smile and let her go but not before giving the man a dark look. She watched him shiver and trail after Beth, her small body fluttering around as he grabbed her hips. Taking a detour, she went to the bar.
"Jack, straight please." She pursed her lips as her head tilted upwards. The bartender gave her a shot glass, his eyes unfocused and she smirked thanking him. Knocking the drink back, she slammed it on the counter and made her way around, letting the buzz jump in sync with the music pulsing through her. As she neared the glass cages an old 2009 song came on. She smiled as she moved her hips to upbeat music. She loved this song. It had been a while since she danced to it. Her hips rolled down and her eyes closed as the chorus came on, the club suddenly getting darker as blue and red lights flash around. She wasn't paying attention to the people around her. A couple of whistles and cat calls seemed to surround her. Opening her eyes, she smiled and bit her lip, throwing her fingers in her hair. She knew she had most of the clubs' attention when she spotted that the girls in the cages stopped dancing to watch her. One platinum blonde woman though was staring at her with a heated look. Her mind ran in circles with curiousity, the blonde looked as if she wanted to eat her up. Her crystal blue eyes shined with hunger. A pair of large hands grabbed her hips and she turned to stare at the attractive man behind her. His black eyes and unruly dark hair satisfied her as they rolled with the music. The blonde forgotten, Bella turned and plasted her body on her partner for tonight as the second verse came. One arm wrapped around her waist and he knudged one knee in between hers. His other free hand held her hips, his face burying in her neck. He was well built. But she knew he probably would want more from her. Despite how she looked, she was still a virgin. Their hips rolled into each other. As how tall as he was, she felt his arousal against her stomach. She would enjoy her night before she had to get back to work tomorrow, not knowing the attention she had from two other people. Two very dangerous people.
The Joker kept his eyes on Harley as she danced with another girl in the cage, feeling the tightening in his crotch when she slammed her dance partner against the wall. After shooting a man earlier, things went back to normal as it always did and she went back to the dance floor. He turned to Frost and went to flag him down when an uproar of loud catcalls and whistles brought his attention back to where the cages were but eyes weren't focused on his Harley. No. They were focused on a small brunette by the cages. She seemed that she would come up to his chest. Her hair fell in small ringlets and they bounced with her hips as she stole the spotlight. She was donned in purple and black. His eyes flickered to Harley to see her staring as well. His Queen was unusually focused on this girl. Her checkered gold dress swishing with every step as she stepped closer to glass wall and pressed against it, watching the girl with unreadable eyes. His eyes went back to the brunette to see her watching Harley as well. He could feel some kind of tension between them. Staring at this girl, he felt his loins get impossibly harder when his eyes racked over her body. Such a curvy woman. He did not know why his rage flared in an ugly way when a man started dancing with her. A slight bang made him look up at Harley and she was giving the dancing couple a crazed look. Her teeth was bared. She looked every much as the unhinged Queen she was. Soon the woman was faced his way as she turned in the mans' hold. Her face was beautiful. He stood up and walked towards the side of the booth. Unexpectedly her eyes opened and he was sucked in a big brown abyss. The makeup she wore made her eyes stand out. His hands tightened as her purple lips came into view. She looked very good. So sinfully good. Perfect. Her eyes though, it held something that she hid. She was hiding something nice and tight. The thought of another side to this little vixen in his club made his nostrils flare. A tall red head girl ran up and stood behind the man and she danced with the two.
Bella laughed when Beth ran through the crowd towards her as the last verse came on. Beth took her hand and they sandwiched the man between them. He seemed to love it because while his arm didn't leave her waist, the hand on her hip moved behind him. That's what she loved. They never left each other alone for too long. Soon another body came up behind both her and Beth. They always managed to end up starting a grind train. The crowd came up to sandwich them all in. They danced to two other songs before she and Beth ran towards the bar again, resting slightly.
"Wanting to make an impression Miss Bells?" Beth teased her. Bella was now the one waggling her eyebrows at her friend. "I know you definitely did." They chatted for a bit before a strange smell wafted towards them. A chubby man was leering at her. He had thin curly hair. His hair line cut back. A look in his eyes made her stiffen as she brought Beth closer to her.
"My dear, watch a catch you are. That was some show you gave. Oswald Cobblepot at your service." Bella raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes narrowing. He didn't give her time to open her mouth before he gave her a once over. "Might I buy you a drink ladies."
"No thanks." She managed not to hiss as she went to walk away, making sure to keep Beth away from him. Before she could fully turn away, she spotted him lunging at her. Pushing Beth slightly, they both avoided being toppled over as he landed on the floor. Bella raised her foot up and slammed her heel on the back of his head, giving a good grind.
Her voice sharp and loud as she kept twisting her heel in his skull. "Why don't I just forget to be nice and just beat your ass, huh?!" Beth was pulling on her arm, trying to soothe her. She let her friend pull her away and towards the lounge. She was still spitting curses at the man as he was helped up by a couple of people. Beth sat her down and she breathed in and counted to ten before letting it out. Her nerves frazzled.
"I swear girl, you're so aggressive under all that sexiness you got." Bella huffed, crossing her arms and lounging back.
"He was a creep. So he deserved what he got."
Joker wanted this girl. He watched her and her companion make their way to the bar as Harley climbed into the booth. She sat in his lap and ran a finger down his chest, her lips by his ear.
"Puddin'. That girl. I want her."
Yes. That girl. His rage did not simmer down even as she left the crowd she danced with. His eyes narrowed as Penguin went up to her, his hand tightening on Harley's thigh. He did not know what happened because suddenly Cobblepot was on the ground and the brunette had dug her heel on the back on his head. The crowd close to her along with him heard her voice loud and clear as she snarled. He liked the enraged look in her eyes.
"Why don't I just forget to be nice and just beat your ass, huh?!" Her voice was just as sinful as her body. She kept the red head behind her. The red head was pulling her away from Penguin but the brunette was still hurtling threats. Her tongue was sharp. She went from a very gorgeous girl to a wild ravenous woman. He loved the way her eyes blazed. What luck he had when they sat closer to where his booth was. They talked in hush voices.
"When can we have her Puddin'?"
"Soon. Very soon." His mind whirled as plans hurtled around. He needed that girl. He craved to ruin her. He snapped his fingers as he called to Frost. He needed to research.
Bella stretched as they both made their way out of the club. She had a good night. She never really mingled out like that deep into Gothams' streets.
"We are so coming back here another day." Beth gushed as they pulled out and away. Bella laughed as she fixed her headband, her mind suddenly picturing the blonde woman watching her and the green haired man she found standing in a gold booth. It was just something about those two that made her wonder.
