Francesca Romano

Chapter2 | Unconscious

When I got out of the shower Beverly was curling her hair. She had already placed outfits on the bed for us. I was still very high when I got dressed and it's like time was moving very slow around me.

"Your not drinking tonight right? You work tomorrow." Beverly warned me as she made eye contact with me in the reflection on the mirror. I sat on the edge of the bed after putting on my clothes and started putting on my heels.

"I haven't taken a day off in 4 years, whats so bad about 1 day off?" I asked her turning my head away. I stood up and walked behind her to look into the mirror she was sitting at.

The strapless dress was see-through every where but my boobs and hugged my body everywhere it was supposed to. The velvet platform heels I wore made me look much taller than my 5'7 real hight."Let's go before I change my mind." Beverly said changing into her red dress. I grabbed my purse and phone before walking after her to the car.

"There's this new club a friend told me about, and tonight is opening night. It's called Angels Den." She explained as she lowered the music and slowed down a bit. "That's fine."  I told her as I concentrated on lining my lips with a dark drown and filling it in with a matte red. I let my hair stay wet as small curls bounced down my back.

Once we got to the club, it was huge and very dark inside beside the red lights that lined the ceiling and floors. "700 for V.I.P." The bouncer said not even looking at me. I didn't reply matching his energy and handed him my black card. He swiped it and looked up at me before handing us two V.I.P tickets.

I took my card and walked into the back room with Beverly holding my hand. It was mostly girls walking around naked and men to drunk to stand. We headed to the bar and sat down. Before I could say what I wanted the bartender handed me a drink, with a napkin under it.

"I saw you coming in, on me." Was written in neat hand writing at the corner of the napkin. I handed the napkin to Beverly and we smiled at each other.  "10 shots of Remy." She told him and he walked away to prepare the drinks. I stood up as the bartender faced away and threw the drink away in the sink, quickly sitting back down hoping no one noticed. You never know what someone's intentions are. I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and when I did I saw a guy at the end of the bar staring at Beverly.

A cherry vodka was sat in front of her creating a shocked look on her face. "I didn't order this." She told the bartender, but I tapped on her arm and pointed to the guy at the end of the bar. She rolled her eyes at me and did the same I did for my drink.
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After a few shots we watched get poured, several drinks from guys and many more blunts I was pretty much a zombie next to Beverly who could actually handle her drinking. "Ok how about her?"

"I want a blond." Beverly said to me. I looked around the room trying to find someone for her to hook up with. My eyes landed on this blond girl in the corner of the club surrounded by a group of her friends. "Ok, the one in the middle wearing pink." 

"For you, again." The bartender said placing down two bottles of what looked like a very expensive bottle of champagne which was sealed close. "From who?" I asked him turning around in my seat to face him.  He pointed to a guy that was playing poker with a group of guys not even paying attention to us. "Are you sure?" I confirmed.

He looked young and very hot. I opened one of the bottles of champagne and started drinking out of it before turning around to face Beverly, and handed her one of the bottles. "You go to her, and I'll go to him." She was taken aback but I was already out of my seat ready to head over to the guy. "What, I didn't know you were sleeping around."

I was barely on my two feet properly but gathered myself before standing up straight and placing my phone in my bra. "Me neither." I kissed her cheek and left her there before walking over to the very handsome man.

I sat on his lap not daring to look at him. I only did this because I knew tomorrow at sun rise I wouldn't remember a thing. I faced his opponents and took the cards out of his hands. He had a straight flush and I was wondering why waste time with these old looking men. After about 60 seconds of the guys looking a head at me I placed the cards down and spread them so they could see it.

"He won." I stated. I felt his eyes on me the entire time the men started writing out checks. I couldn't see the name they put on it but oh well. I turned to look at the man I was sitting on and my breathing got heavy.

He had a smirk on his lips and his hand snaked around my waist. His eyes never left mine and I was to shocked by the god that I was sitting on.

He took my hand and stood me up, standing up after me. He collected the checks from the men that looked so much older than him. "I never lose." He reassured them.

His voice was sweet as candy but so stern. My hand tightened in his as I squeezed my thigh's together praying I could walk the path a chosen. "Shall we?" He looked down to me even though I was in heels and I'm not even that short. I nodded a 'yes', to him. Showing him consent to anything that would happen tonight.