Lovers At Parties But Where Else?

Why is everyone fearing Me?

This  is my first story please don't hate on me for this and please give me feedback and I will view comments and if anything needs adding I will do that for you all and if you want something to come later then I will also fo that aswell

Maria's POV

As I was getting ready to go out in a tight fitted dress that was fully laced and was short. The cut outs made the dress unique as I did them myself and nobody knew that I wanted to be a fashion designer. My heels where red at the back and balck at the front (like an ombere colour).
I was going out for the first time which felt like forever. My friends where busy even though they would never give up clubbing. A night on my own clubbing sounded fun and also loney. I couldn't be bothered putting on any makeup so I just ordered a cab and told it to take me to the nearest club. The driver looked at me with some sort of eyes which I didn't want to see again. He asked me "Are you sure, there are bad people there tonight?" I looked at him and nodded my head. "I'm sure and I'll pay you a bit extra if you want?" He nodded his head and drove to the club. Like I said I don't go out much so I don't know names of the clubs even if they are a 5 minuet drive away. I entered the club and the bouncers outside took one look at me looked at each other and yelled at me "woman in the red dress you can come straight through" I looked up and shook my head and started walking to the back of the queue. Out of nowhere one of the bouncers dragged me into the bar. I looked around and saw that it was full of people dancing and grinding on same and opposite genders. I walked up to the bar and ordered a smabuca. I needed something strong and that seemed right at that very moment. The bartender looked at me and gave me the drink and when i was about to pay he said it was on the house with a terrified look in his eyes. I looked around, I was just an ordanary girl that nobody knew and yet here I was centre of attention. I was on a bar stool and I chugged the sambuca down. I wanted to leave but something was sat on my mind wanting me to stay. I got on the dance floor and someone put their arms around me and next thing I know a gun shot went off. As I know my guns, because of my dad, that was a .22 and everyone jumped but me I stood there and blinked. The person turned the lights out and everyone stood there in horror. They grabbed the microphone off the stage and said "Can Maria Nowak come to the top of the stairs?" They used a voice disguiser so you couldn't tell if it was female or male but I pretended like it wasn't me and I quietly went up the stairs wondering what was about to happen.