Hello, my name is Jade, I am a 24-year-old writer who lives with her best friend Stone. I was never fond of love, after being through one too many bad relationships I decided to sign off from the whole dating thing, I decided that if I wanted to have a kid then I'll just go to a sperm bank or adopt, I have no need for a partner male or female. My roommate was quite the party spirit and always had someone coming back home with her, sometimes it'd be the same person for a few weeks while other times its someone new each night. I never understood the need of a counter part because I was pretty self-sufficient. I lost my desire the last time I tried to be in a serious relationship, 5 years of fighting for the other person just for them to walk away like it meant nothing. Yes, just like everyone else I have needs, but I don't need some other person to feel complete. Hell, why do you think man-kind invented sex-toys? Tonight was going to be exceptionally interesting because my friend had been begging me all week to come out with her to a new club that opened that apparently is supposed to be the best place to meet like minded people. I loved going to clubs just as much as the next girl, my issue was that every time I went out with Stone, she was always trying to hook me up with some new guy she met. I gave in and agreed to go just to get her off my back about being single and boring.
"Come on JJ, we're going to be late!!" Stone yelled from her room.
"I'm closer to being done than you are Tony!" I yelled back from my room. I decided that I was going to wear the party dress Stone picked out for me, thankfully she didn't pick some outrageous color. I slipped it on and looked at myself in my full-length mirror. I had black hair, that I recently tipped with red, with layers and curtain bangs or as some call it, a wolf cut. A slim but curvy figure that I was very proud of, and the dress really showed it off. The dress was spaghetti strapped, black, form-fitting dress that barely covered my ass and made it look like my tits were about to pop out. I matched it with some fishnets and black high-heeled platform boots, and a purse that was shaped like a coffin. Gothic I know, I was obsessed with the dark looks and always made it a point to look sexy but unapproachable. I step out of my room and go to the kitchen to make myself something to drink while I waited for Stone to finish getting ready.
"You almost done girl??" I teasingly hollered to her from the kitchen. She walks out in a dress that was very similar to mine but was a pastel pink. We have very much the same style just on complete opposite sides of the color spectrum, so I was not surprised when we basically matched. Sometimes I think she does this on purpose so that people know that we came together. She also was a box blonde, always having to go get her roots touched up because she doesn't want people to know her actual hair color, it's dark brown by the way. She recently added pastel purple to the tips of her hair this past week, her hair goes half-way down her back though she generally wears it up so no one knows how long it is. We head out to the club, and I prepare myself for the possibility that I will have to carry her out later in the night because she somehow always ends up drinking too much.
Sitting at the bar I watch the other people drinking and dancing, it's nice to get out from time to time and enjoy a bit of life. I noticed that there was a guy staring at me from across the room making me very uncomfortable. I pretend I didn't see him and continue to look around making sure I know all my exits and potential people I can go to if I need help. I looked at the bar tender, he was a tall, muscular, tattoos covered his arms, he was definitely someone that I would usually go to for some fun, but tonight wasn't about that. I needed to make sure I had someone to turn to if some random guy tried to do anything. I sip on my drink and keep to myself making sure not to draw any unwanted attention, after 5 to 10 minutes I thought I was safe and I could relax, I let my guard down a little and started to enjoy myself and listen to the music. Next thing I know I feel a presence behind me, I felt unsafe and trapped.
