Menace | Jason McCann

C. 02

Arm and arm linked, Jordan and I walked into the club. "After you, my lady." He smiled as he held the door opened for me. "Why thank you, kind sir." I giggled, giving him a quick nod before walking into the second area. The room blasted with music and lights flashed. "Hey Jordan, I don-" I turned then furrowed my eyebrows, seeing that there was no Jordan there. Wow, okay. That was embarrassing. I looked around to see if anyone noticed then quickly walked over to the bar. I sighed quietly and sat down on the stool. "Tough night?" I looked up to see the bartender making a drink with raised eyebrows, probably waiting for a response from me. "No," I mumbled, sitting up right, "I actually just got here and my friend already left me for some boys." I let out a fake chuckle before he walked away. "Well okay." I said to myself before laying my head back down. "What was she wearing, maybe I can tell you where she went." I looked up and saw the bartender once again though with a smile on his face. Forgot, he does work here, he can't just sit here and talk to me the whole time. "He." I smiled. "Pardon?" He raised an eyebrow at me, throwing the bar towel over his shoulder. "He's a boy. Gay obviously." I nodded slowly as he did the same. "Ahh, well all the guys I've seen have gone over there." He pointed behind me. I turned around and of course, it was the dance floor. Where people would make out and make babies. Oh, and a little bit of dancing. "You should go." I turned back around and furrowed my eyebrows. "Me? Nah. I can't go alone." I laugh, shaking my head. "Aw, c'mon. I bet you'll have fun." He grinned as he started to make another drink. "I don't know." I sighed. "Well here," He placed a drink in front of me, "On the house." "Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm only-" "I said," He stopped me, "It's on the house." He gave me a slick grin then walked away to take orders from others. I huffed quietly and looked down at the drink. It's just one. Don't be a pussy. I slowly picked up the drink and brought it to my lips. I shut my eyes closed and chugged down the whole drink. Yuck. "Oh there you are- Wait, did you just drink that?" I placed the glass back down and looked to see that it was Jordan. "It was on the house." I shrugged, laughing a bit then grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor. Here we go.

JASON POV;
"So if we go to hellcats then they'll have the money, right?" Who the hell is that? "Jason?" She looks good as fuck. "Jason!" I jumped in my seat and snapped my head towards Mike. "What, bitch?" I growled. "I was talking to you, dumbass." He spoke through gritted teeth. "I asked if the hellcats will have the money." "Of course they will and if they don't, I'll shoot their heads off." I shrugged before standing up from the chair. "Where are you going?" "To get some pussy." I smirked, walking out of the VIP section.

ARIELLA POV;
"Go Jordan, go Jordan." I laughed as I watched him shake is ass in front of me. "Alright, Mami. Papi needs some water." He kissed my cheek then walked towards the bar. I continued to dance and swayed my hips to the music. He's so right, going to the club feels so relaxing and fun. It's like I get to finally let go. "Hey Baby, my name is Andrew but you can call me tonight." A voice spoke into my ear as I felt it's hot breath hit my neck. "Dude, that was the suckiest pick up line I have ever heard and you smell like alcohol." I turned around and a guy about early 30's stood in front of me. "C'mon, loosen up a bit, babe." He slurred his words, placing his hands on my waist. "Wow, okay. You seriously make me want to throw up so if you wouldn't mind." I fake smiled, pushing his hands off my hips. "I can give you the time of your life." He stepped closer, grabbing onto my waist again. "Seriously, stop." I snapped, trying to pry his fingers off of me but instead he tightened his grip, causing me to whimper. His grip got tighter and tighter as he leaned in and started to kiss my neck. "Get off!" I groaned, still trying to push him off but he wouldn't budge. "Need a little help?" A boy asked as he stood behind this Andrew guy. I quickly nodded my head, not even caring who this person is. As long as I get this drunk fuck off of me. "Please!" I yelled to him before he roughly yanked Andrew off of me. My eyes widened slightly as I watched the guy punch Andrew in the face, making him fall to the ground. A couple of drunk girls around us screamed and ran. I stared at the guy and watched his every movement as he stepped in front of me and leaned in to my ear. "You're welcome." He whispered, pulling back to look at me and I continued to stare at him. He smirked at me then walked away. This guy is fucking Hulk or some shit.