Revenge.

♥ [ chapter three ] ♥

♥ [ maries' pov. ] ♥

"Hurry Marie. The doors open in 5 minutes and we're only halfway there!" Aubrey loved to rush me even though she had ahold of my hand. "We need to be upfront otherwise we will never be let in." She moaned. I roll my eyes in annoyance whilst attempting to walk faster. "Aubrey I think we're forgetting something." She glanced back towards me with a puzzled look on her face. "IDs? Better to be safe than sorry, right?" I retort, watching her respond with a shrug. "So what." The conversation dies at this point.

It was the middle of July, it was chilly here in Australia. I could feel the cool air brush up again my shins and goosebumps form upon my skin. I hated the cold and the dark, and the pair mixed together just made me anxious. You'd never know who was around the corner, do ya? Kinda scary but thrilling too also I guess.

I peek down at the dimly lit street we were heading up. The bulbs in the lamp-posts start to flicker whilst my breath shook. God, I really should've brought a coat. Before I realised, Aubrey was miles in front so rather than stick around a moment more, I attempt to run in these damned heels. I've never done this before so I sure hoped I wouldn't fall and hurt myself.

A handful of minutes later, we found ourselves outside the club. Xaviers' Palace... Whoever this person is they seem very full of themselves naming a nightclub after themselves. The queues were packed and we were right at the end. I stare up at the neon lights that read the title of the club, whilst also spotting how posh this whole place looked. The walls weren't graffitied at all like it is usually around here and the big spotlight like lamppost that hung above the entrance to the club was almost mesmerising. Red robe fences blocked off the queue from the outside world and right at the end near the poster filled door stood the security guard. He was a sight for sure!

He looked around 6ft, quite big in size but he definitely had a puffer jacket on to make himself look more muscular and he had various amounts of tattoos across his hands, face and most definitely all around his body coming to think of it. He was bald and a blonde moustache hugged his top lip perfectly. Aubrey nudged my arm, hoping to bring me out of my trance.

"Copy me," She smirked once she received my attention. "I dare you." She hissed, sending a wink in my direction. Before I knew it, she was walking right ahead towards the bouncer, sashaying her ass in her perfect pink satin dress whilst I followed close behind like a lost puppy. "Hey, Riley." She greets, biting her lower lip.

"Can we come in?" She pouted a bit. I knew she was trying to give him puppy dog eyes but by his face, I knew he wasn't buying it. "Get to the back of the queue ladies. You're not so special tonight." He smirked. I was hesitant to tell Aubrey to get back of the queue like the man said so instead I just let her do her thing.

"Oh, please Riley." She frowned, cupping his cheeks, "Pretty please?" Before I knew it, her lips were pressed up against his and his hands trailed all around her curves. My eyes widen as I saw this. I hope she wasn't expecting me to do the same...

The kiss was pretty intimate, to say the least, and it looked like she definitely appreciated it. Moments later, the pair pulled away from one another, a simper planted on the males face as Aubrey gazed up at him. "How about now?" She smirked. Riley just glimpsed in my direction, the same grin fixed onto his smug face. "Blondes aren't my type, what about her?"

A new nightmare to add to the list of many, kissing strangers. Rather than abruptly staring at Aubrey, I spoke for myself. "No way, I don't kiss strangers." An uneasy laugh left my parted lips. Aubrey elbowed me in my side which caused me to look over at her. "Do it," She hissed. "No way!" I hiss back but before I knew it, I was nudged into the bouncers' arms in which he kept ahold of me gently. I didn't know whether to panic or just go ahead with it but this is no way in hell worth it, in my opinion.