The Beginning.

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Thud. Thud. Thud.

The closer I approached the club the music became deafening. I had to walk around the whole club, go through the ally way and sneak in through the back door and make sure no one was following me. As a cocktail waiter we got special ID cards that we can scan instead of taking the main enterance.

I went to my station and dropped my bag and jacket and got ready to serve. I had taken the ten to three shift since no one wanted it and I needed the money. Everyone was dancing and the smell of alcohol and sweat was overwhelming.

I had been working here for six months and I get nervous serving everytime because people aren't themselves when drunk. I have had multiple experiences with sexual harrassment and the security doesn't always make it on time. I usually stay near my friends I've made over this job and we keep an eye out for eachother but, I was alone this shift.

The crowd was smaller than most nights, but then again it was a Wednesday night. I made my rounds walking through all the sweaty jumping people singing horribly to the music playing. Once I finished my shift I grabbed my stuff ready to go home. I swiftly made my way through the parking lot and as I got to my car a hand grabbed me.

" Hey girl where your running off too?", he said with a sly smelly smirk.

"Oh I know you. You're the guy who kept stealing other people's drinks.", I said trying to distract him.

There isn't people walking around nearby and I had no idea what to do. As I was looking at him, my hand was shuffling through my purse trying to find something. He stepped closer. He was a couple inches from my face. Then, I kicked his nuts and ran.

He ran pretty fast and caught me and now he was mad. He grabbed my neck and started smiling and his rotten black teeth showed even in the dark ally way. I heard girly giggles from afar and it got louder and louder. I was pressed against the hood of a car and I tried to turn my head to see. There was two dark figures walking up and the giggles were coming from figure two. Figure one started running torwards me. I screamed "help!" and figure one knocked smelly Sam out.

I grabbed my pepper spray not afraid to use it and figure one put his hands in the air. Figure two seemed to think I had a gun and went screaming for the hills. "Woah woah. Please put the pepper spray down, I'm just here to help you." He said desperately. His voice. His voice, is so fimilar. The ally was dark and I couldn't see his face clearly.

"What's your name?"

"Carter."

Then it snapped, and I dropped my spray.

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