Until You

The Party

Aaria-
            The club was packed with people of our age and our seniors. We made way inside passing through many wasted teenagers. Stacey said something  that I couldn't hear because of the loud music, and the next moment we know we were introduced by a very huge  bar  counter. I was not a heavy drinker so I decided to get a Sangria. All three of them ordered vodka shots. After a few shots, Jenny took us to the dance floor and all of us were dancing crazily. It started getting hot in there. So I excused myself for some water and was searching for it. We hadn't properly noticed the club before. There was a spiral staircase upwards which lead to another floor. There were retro frames and antiques which stood out and gave a vibe to the club. It looked interesting. Couples were making out in the corners and on the couches. Groups of people were playing beer pong. Some were dancing. A group of guys were encouraging their friends to do bottoms up. It looked like a typical teenage party. I adjusted my dress, getting a little self conscious. I was standing there, all tired, wanting to get some air. I decided to go upstairs, hoping to lead the way to an open terrace. I messaged my girlfriends to inform them that I was going upstairs so that they wouldn't worry about me. Yes, they wouldn't have left me if they knew what I was doing. Fortunately, it had a terrace upstairs which was closed but it didn't have a lock so I tried to push it open and was welcomed by cool breeze hitting my face and my body. It sent chills down my spine. I walked further taking in the beauty of the mesmerising sky and the feeling. It was peaceful upstairs and I was comfortable standing there. But suddenly I felt a presence there. I heard a noise of a bottle. It looked like someone was already in there. I cautiously took steps from where the noise was coming. I could see a young boy so handsome, so lean and well built, as if he had come straight from a runway. He looked up, his eyes met mine. All I  could see was sadness in his eyes. His eyes were swollen due to continuous crying and his nose was red. He quickly changed his composure and sat there firmly. He asked with a stone cold voice,"How did you get up here and what are you doing here?"  I replied," I wanted some air and the door was open. What are you doing here? Is everything fine?" He sat there with a glint of sadness in his eyes but replied," I am fine and you don't meddle in my matters. Also, by the way, this is secluded area, you should go back downstairs."  I remained unmoved. I said," I could tell you the same." This guy was annoying me now. But I was still talking to him because he looked miserable.  He looked up, wanted to say something but he shut his mouth. He didn't speak a word, and I sat there beside him. Finally after a long pause, I rambled , " What is wrong? You know you can tell me. I don't know how much of a help will I be to you but I'm a great friend. That's what my friends tell me." Hearing me speaking, he got a smile on his face. Atleast it was working. He didn't speak a word at first. But then he stared up to the moon, making the moonlight shine on his gentle features and his brown hair shining, all messed up,a tear escaped his eye. He said, " My parents are one of the well known people in this city. My father runs a business here and keeps going out of city for work.  Lately he has been acting strange and before coming to this party I found out that he cheated on my mother with her co- worker. I was devastated. I planned to drown my sorrow here by having this. "  He showed me the bottle of whiskey. He might have had too much alcohol. I was shocked at this revelation of his. I was in short of words. I took his hand in mind to which he flinched at first but gave in. I spoke," I am very sorry to hear that and also sorry for the way I intruded your privacy. I don't know what to say but right now you are not in a state of thinking. And I don't think that you should be taking any decisions in the heat of this moment. Take your time. And betting wasted is not a good way of forgetting the wrongs. You will have to be brave enough to face them and work them out. Also it is your decision to make whether to forgive him and continue your life, or to take some other step. I think you should go home and take some rest. Come, let's go down, your friends also might be waiting for you." He looked towards me, " I haven't spoken to my friends about this. You looked new here and genuine too. I hope you don't speak anything about this to anyone. I don't know what I'd do now. But I'll have to keep that mask on of pretending everything is okay. Atleast in front of everyone. I don't want to discuss anything further. I hope you forget what I told you now" 
       Before we got up, I took his hand in mine, took him downstairs and out of the club quickly and quietly so that no one watches him and asks him questions. We called a cab, and before leaving I kissed on his cheeks which came out of surprise even to me and without turning back,I headed back to the club to find my friends. I didn't expect him to meet me again. I didn't even know his name. I didn't know anything about him.