So hey guys! It's been a really long time since I last wrote. I've kind of been down in the slumps recently and ended up moving. Anyway I've started writing my own little Creepypasta, and when I get the first chapter done you guys should check that out. Anyways beware this gets a little bad.

I down another shot and slam it on the bar, "Another, please." The bartender looks at me contemplating and I say, "I'm fine just please keep on giving me more."

As he throws some more vodka in the tiny glass he asks," Had a rough day, huh?"

"More like rough night," I sigh.

"I can understand that, next few is on the house," he nods to the drink.

"Thanks," I say curling up in my jacket. He begins to tend to another customer.

"So what's a pretty lady like you doing here all alone?" I look up to see a tall light brown haired man smiling way too familiarly at me.

"Why don't you go get fucked, I'm not in the mood to be hit on tonight."

I try to move away but he grabs my arm, "Aw come on don't be so cold hearted and give a brother some love," he moves closer.

I remove his hand from my arm and say, "One you're not my brother, two I do not love you. So once more get lost or-"

"Or what? Are you going to scratch me to death?

"Do I need to get a bouncer?" The bartender says coming to my rescue.

"No sir, just having a talk amongst friends," he smiles innocently.

"Good then why don't go have a friendly talk outside… alone."

When the creep leaves I smile sheepishly and say, "Thanks," as I sip my drink.

I get a few more and after a while it all starts hitting me at once. A wave of dizziness nearly knocks me off of my stool and I feel my stomach churning. Something is wrong, very wrong. I thought I was just drinking vodka it never affects me this bad.

I pay the bartender and grab my coat. I head for the door almost falling a few times before I finally reach outside where I lean up against the wall of the club. Suddenly I'm on the ground and being dragged someone.

Taunting laughs surround me and I hear an annoying voice say, "Not so defiant now, are we?" A sharp pain spreads through my side and I can tell I was just kicked. "My friends and I have been waiting for you to come outside for three hours. You really can hold your liquor can't you? We were just about to give up when guess what we see your pretty little face come out the door. Now let's have us some fun, don't worry we'll make it rough for you."

I feel them strip off my shirt and start touching my breasts. I try to move, push their hands away anything but I can't. "See isn't this nice just surrendering?" Hands move their way down my body to my pants and I feel the tugging them down. I let out a moan that's meant to be a call for help.

I feel one of them position them self atop me when suddenly the weight is gone and I can roll freely. I hear people scream and shout and my body is splashed with liquid. When everything goes quiet I know it's the end of me and that I'm probably going to die. I let my eyes drift closed. Right before I fall asleep I feel something warm cover my body and strong comfortable arms lift me.

JEFF

I sigh as I place her small petite body on my bed. Guess I'm sleeping on the couch tonight. "Why can't you be more careful," I grab the wet rag and clean up some of the blood from her mouth. When I'm finished I place the rag back in the bucket and looks at her. "You're lucky I was watching you and got there in time." I caress her face and bend down. I press my lips to hers and kiss her gently. "I want to treat you gently but at the same time I just want to hurt you more than anyone else."

Sorry for all the cliff hangers but I want to keep you guys interested!