Such Disaster

Chapter 3: Hot Stud

On our way to where ever Riley was taking us, we blasted the music to Arctic Monkeys, singing as loud as we could -very off key I might add. My sister had the tendency for making me go out of my comfort zone. I'd rather stay huddled up, reading a book or maybe lounge out in the southern sun and take a dip in the pool. If I want to have fun I will drink and smoke pot with friends that I trust. I don't want to oblivious to the evil in the world when I'm out partying with a bunch of strangers. I will only do that when I'm with a big group of close friends to be safe. Tonight, I know my sister will push me to flirt or if the guy is undeniably hot, have sex with him. I didn't feel like doing anything in the first place. She's lucky I'm even going out tonight.

I don't care much about Kendrick but what he did was an act of betrayal and disloyalty. Knowing I was cheated on by a man hurts. He should have respected my decisions on wanting to wait to be that intimate with him. I'm 23 years old and haven't had sex since I was sixteen. I've never saw reason to have some random fuck. I only lost my virginity that night because the guy I was dating at the time was very sweet and loving and his charm drew me in. It wrapped me up in complete bliss. But after a week of trying to get a hold of him did I finally find out he moved the next day. A one night stand would be just like that night. I will just have to ignore Riley of she starts going into that territory. I'll just look at the eye candy and don't touch. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I've been doing it this long. I nod my head to my resolve.

Fifteen minutes later, we pull up to a bar with a full parking lot that consists of 30 cars at the end of Main street. All along the front wall are big motorcycles. It's kind of intimidating.

Riley turns the car off once we found a parking spot relatively close to the front door. She turns around in her seat to look at me but I'm still looking towards the motorcycles.

"Are we at some kind of MC thing?" I ask Riley with a weak voice.

"No silly, it's an Indie bar. There are only several motorcycles up their. Your so over dramatic."

"Whatever."

"You ready?" She chuckles softly.

"Yup. Let's do this"

We get out of the car and walk to the door. Well, Riley more like struts to the door and I just walk like I'd rather be anywhere else but here. Which is true, I don't want to be here. Eh, I suck it up anyway.

Once inside, it's like getting hit in the face with smoke and B.O., so gross. Ignoring the smell I look around my surroundings. To the right is a long bar that sits along the wall in the middle. On either ends are double doors that lead to the kitchen. On the left, booths are against the walls and dinning tables scatter around, near the front door so their is room to dance near the large stage that is sitting in the back. To the right of the stage is a hallway to the bathrooms and maybe some other rooms. I was surprised to see everything is nice and clean even in the dark lighting. I expected everything to be dingy and gross like the outside of the building. I'm glad I was proved wrong.

There are people everywhere, crowding the place. I grab Riley's hand so we don't lose each other and make our way to bar to get drinks. A bartender comes up to us right away with a dazzling smile.

"What can I get for you lovely ladies tonight?" He asks, flipping a towel on his shoulder.

"Well hello handsome." Riley purrs in flirtation and a dazzling smile of her own. "I would like a Jack and Coke, please. Oh and can you start a tab for us?"

The bartenders eyes light up in interest as he looks her over. "Good choice sweetheart and I will." His eyes move to meet mine with some reluctance. I couldn't blame the guy. "And what would you like?"