Blackmailing The Untouched

Too much

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” My eyes fly wide with terror as I watch Zach violently attack the bartender. His eyes are cruel, furious from the kiss he has just witnessed. He doesn’t hesitate to hit him again, splitting skin open on his knuckles. “Don’t fucking touch her!”
I’m scared. I’m sad. I’m angry. I’m delighted? What the hell is wrong with me?
Sally’s eyes pop open, shocked and confused as to what is happening. Toby instantly jumps into Cop mode, Grabbing Zach from behind, restraining him so that he is no longer a threat to anyone. “Enough. Shut it down!” He threatens, tone deep and stern.
Pirate nurses his bloodied chin, eyes dark in retaliation. “You just made a mistake asshole.” He warns with clenched teeth.
Zach’s eyes glaze over, rage dancing like fire as his lips slide into a maniacal smirk that terrifies me. He looks unhinged again, this time for an obvious reason. “You’re lucky I didn’t fuck you up worse than what you got.” He says, baring his teeth like an animal. This side of him is not attractive, it doesn’t make me weak at the knees. It makes me fear for my life, and anyone who crosses him. I don’t know where any of this violent rage has come from.
“You need to stay away from us, Zach.” Sally stands and throws daggers with her eyes, “This is getting ridiculous. This fucking weird obsession you have with Hollie stops right now!”
Toby says nothing but glances my way. His stare is secretive, knowing how I truly feel about Zach, knowing how Zach feels about me. I immediately look away from the guilty wave of nausea that his eyes form in the pit of my stomach.
“Unless, there’s something I’m not seeing here?” Sally takes a step back, surveying the scene before her. “Have you been lying this whole time?” Her eyes are hard on me, drilling into me, digging for the truth. “Are you sleeping with him?”
I want to curl up and hide. I don’t want this all to come out tonight. Tonight, was supposed to be a fun, carefree night with friends, secrets were not supposed to be exposed like this.
Zach captures my nervous shudder with his furious eyes, softening from the sight of the fear on my face. He silently begs me to come clean and tell the truth about our relationship. He’s desperately pleading with me to take ownership of the feelings he knows I have for him in silence. I stare at him, terrified to move, but fearful of looking away from the conflict on his gorgeous face. He wants to know that I care for him enough to deal with the fallout of admitting to what we’ve been doing together, but I can’t. I can’t give him what he wants.
Realizing this, Zach bows his head defeatedly, eyes filling with pain and sorrow, “Nope. There’s nothing going on.” He looks broken, lip still puffy and bruised from his fight with Travis earlier, frowning. “I overreacted.” He rolls his shoulders with a cock of his head.
I can’t stomach the sad, helpless look in his usual seducing eyes much longer and turn to walk away, but as I do two big black men wearing black shirts and black pants forcefully restrain Zach and begin leading him away. “Let’s go. You’re done here.” The man that is behind him violently pushes him forward, towards the exit of the nightclub. We all watch as he’s escorted out of the bar, and past the room. Toby follows behind closely while Sally and I stop at the restroom.
My stomach bubbles with disgust and embarrassment. I feel like a coward. I could have stopped Zach from feeling the way he’s feeling. I didn’t want to break him, especially not in front of an entire room with watching eyes. I didn’t want to hurt him. I wish I could have been stronger, instead of the weak, coward I am. I can’t stomach what I’ve done. I can’t face this.
This entire Halloween night went to hell, fast. At this point, I’m over it. I want to go home, wipe this makeup off from my face and drag my coward- butt to bed. 
“This night turned shitty.” Sally breathes as she rests against the blue wall, covered in fake cobwebs and spooky skulls. “What do you say about getting the hell out of here?” She raises a hopeful eyebrow. She read my mind!
“Actually, I’d love that.” I say with a sigh, “I’m ready for bed.”
“Agreed.” She confirms with a firm nod. “I’ll go get our coats and purses. Meet you at the car.” She says and tosses me her owl lanyard, the keys jingle on the ring.
After I start the car from inside the glassed-in lobby area, I wait a little while for it to heat up before I brave the bitter cold outside. I approach the glass door, pressing my fingertips against the cold window, my breath fogging a small area. I pull my phone out and begin checking my social media accounts, anything to pass the time. I check my pages until I hear two masculine voices outside towards the side of the building. One of the voices sound eerily familiar.
Curiosity gets the best of me and I make the stupid decision of opening the door and stepping into the cold, dark night. Light snow falls from the midnight-blue sky, dusting my long curls as I walk closer to the voices. I can see my breath before me as I narrow in on the two men talking at the side of the building. I hide behind the blue postal mailbox, just out of eyesight from them so that I can watch them closely. My heart hammers when I notice the two men are Zach and Toby. What are they doing out here, together?