notes: Hey friends, I know because of coronavirus you guys can't go out, so I am here to enteetain you, stay safe and read my fanfic

I looked to Luke to the hole on the ceiling.

"You know what..." I said.

"What?"

"I am tired of being what you guys want me to be, I am going to be my own thing, you can't control me, I am not helping the resistence!"

Everyone was shocked by what I was saying.

"But you are..."

"I know, I am a princes' daughter, whatever. I don't care. And I am also tired of being in this fucking hospital."

I got up from bed, plucking the tubes from my vains. I held Freddie's hands and I said:

"Let's go Freddie, I don't want to be here".

We started running throught the hospital corridors, and I herd Lana screaming behind me:

" You spoiled brat! Come back!"

I was not going back, as I said I became tired of people trying to control my life.

"Where are we going?" Asked Freddie, when we were in the elevator.

"To party. Have you ever been in a dance club before?"

"No, I hate it".

"Ok, but I am forcing you to go, I am your fake girlfriend".

"Ok, whatever, as long as I can find a prey to kill there".

We got to a dance club. I gave Freddie an upgrade on his visual. He only used stripped shirts, so I bought a fake lather jacket to use with his shirt, I also bought a pair of blue jeans pants and a boot for him. He was looking like a dirty hipster, I loved it.

I bought a blue dress to myself, and I was looking so pretty, like, not to seem like I am egocentric or anything, but I was looking so amazing, the woman in the store even gave it to me and didn't let me pay for it.

"You look so good, it is yours for free".

I was so happy, I was going to have the night of my life and the resistence could not stop me.

When we stepped in the club everyone started looking at us, like we were the main attraction of the party, and I know why, it's because me and Freddy looked like a power couple.

"What are we supposed to do now?" Asked Freddie.

"We can dance, let's go"

Suggestion: listen to starships by nika minaj as you read this, because is the song they are dancing

Me and Freddie started to do a shy dance as we drink some vodka to see if we feel more comfortable there.

"I hate this, what type of song is that?"

"Relax Freddie, you are always so tense, I am going to teach you some dance steps".

I grabbed Freddie hands and led him. First we did a very contained dance, we were both kinda nervous, well I was nervous, Freddie was just Freddie.

But our dance started to get better, we jumped around like everyone else, clapping our hands and getting down on the floor. It was so fun, probably top 5 fun momentos of my life, because I never have fun anyway.

But then it was all ruined.

A girl grabbed Freddie's arm.

"Hi, I am Charlota from Georgie Shore, do you want to dance with me?"

"Okay, whatever."

She pushed dance and they started dancing, and by dancing I mean she started twerking on his dick. I felt like someone punched me on the stomach. How dare she? How dare him? But why was I so jealous? Maybe because I... loved h... No.

"Three tequillas please". I said to the barman.

"Wow, can you handle it?"

"Only because I am a woman? That is so sexist of you".

"No..."

"Then give it to me".

I drank the three tequillas and vomited it all on the floor, but it was nice, I felt drunk.

Freddie was still dancing with the skank, so bold of him, she wasn't even a good dancer, she looked like a worm having an epilethic attack.

"Booo!" I said, but no one heard me because the song was too loud.

Then she did what I feared, she started getting closer to him, their lips almost touching... oh no, it was to much to handle.

But do you think I would cry about it? No, I would do what I do better: steal the spotlight.

I climbed up a table and started dancing to a song about drinking shots and partying hard. I danced like a professional, jumping around, up and down, doing a split, some somersaults, and twerking on the air.

People stopped everything to look at me, and they clapped hard, they carried me and started screaming my name.

"JEN, JEN, JEN!"

I was so happy, but for how long?

notes: more to come, on the next chapter something tragic will happen in this dance club