In the gritty streets of a dark and unforgiving city, a timid, insecure, and broken girl finds herself trapped in an abusive environment. Just when all hope seems lost, fate intervenes, and she crosses paths with a mysterious mafia man. Together, th...
When I entered the room, I took a shower, and once I was done, applied my lotion and did a bit of makeup, which was concealer, mascara, and lip balm.
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I really didn't want to go because I wasn't going to go with a normal club look. If I don't even wanna look at my body, who would.
I was definitely going to be underdeessed, but i was just going for Isabella and Anaya.
Once i was done, I went down stirs. It was 7:53, so they would be down any minute. I went to the kitchen to have some water when I heard Isabella call out my name.
"I'm coming," I answered back.
When I got back, all the anxiety sunk in as I saw the difference between our outfits. They were both wearing outfits that had sparkles to them, but Isabellas was a blackish gray dress.
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And Anayas was a turquoise two-piece.
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"You ready to go?" Anaya asks "Yeah, let's go,"
Once we're out of the house and in Isabella's car, Anaya takes the passenger seat, and I go into the back.
The closer we get to the club, the more my nerves rise, and the more I regret cling along. I should've argued more to stay.
And who wears a sweatshirt to the club. I'm just going to ruin their time here.
The car slows down, and I realize we're here. We all get out of the car, and there's a line outside the club. "We don't have to wait in line. They know the Morettis."
We walk to the front and are let. The club is very packed but not too much. There's different colored lights everywhere, people dancing on the dance floor and making out in the corners. The women here are in actual club attire, and as we walk in the look towards us.
They look at me specifically because of what I'm wearing. But they're probably looking at the beautiful ladies in front of me because they look gorgeous and stunning.
Why would I think they'd be looking at me, I'm not that important, I'm not even important at all. If I walk out right now, they'll have a great time. Maybe I should leave right now. I think im-
"Let's go go get drinks," Isabella says as she directs towards the bar where people are drinking their brains out.
"What's everybody having?" "I'll have a Cosmopolitan," Anaya says "I'll have a coke," I say, and Isabella turns to me and asks, "You sure?" "Yeah, someone has to get you guys home," I say, and they both let out a laugh.
"Okay then," Isabella continues while laughing. She turns to the bartender and gives him our orders,"Could we get a Cosmopolitan, whiskey sour, and a coke "
A few minutes later, the bartender brings our drinks, "Grazie" (Thank you)
...
We've been here for 2 and a half hours, and Isabella and Anaya are almost completely drunk.
They're currently on the dance floor, and it's almost 10 pm. We should get going soon before it gets too late. Maybe the boys are already at home, too.
"Oh my goodness," I hear someone laugh behind me,"Who wears a sweatshirt to the club" they say. "I know right, how stupid, probably because she's ugly" someone else answers." If I looked like that, I'd wear one to, she's also fat. I wonder what size that is," they both laugh as they walk past. When I look at them as they walk away, they're the skinny girls that could be models with an amazing height.
At this point tears are running down my face. I knew I shouldn't have come here. I'd just bring everyone here down.
I look for Anaya and Isabella and tell them I'm gonna leave. "Are you okay? We can go home if you want to," Anaya offers."No really I'm okay, my heads just aching." They help me get a taxi and Isabella tells the driver the address. "You guys have a good time, bye"
Once he stops, I leave the car and enter the house with the key Isabella gave me. Once it's locked, I notice the boys aren't back and so I run up to my room and lock the door.
Tears fill me eyes as I remember what those girls said and maybe I'm being dramatic but I can't get it out of my mind.
I am fat, I am ugly andI am stupid for thinking if I left my father's house, people would suddenly love me.
I get up and search through my bag for the only thing that can make me feel somethhngnother than emotional and mental pain.
Once I find it, I lock myself in the bathroom that's in the bedroom. I sit on the floor and do something I haven't done in a while.
As it moves across my wrist and I see the blood that follows, I try to stop thinking about the events that previously happened. I hear the door downstairs being opened and I wait to hear who it could be. I realize the boys are back when I hear their deep voices.
I quickly get up off the floor and fix myself up. I run my wrist under the water, wipe it up and pull my sweatshirt sleave back down.
"Where are the girls?" I hear Angelo ask."Aaliyah? Isabella? Anaya?" Matteo shouts. I look at myself in the mirror and make sure I look fine and like I wasn't crying, then head downstairs.
"Hey Aaliyah. Where's the others?" Lorenzo asks, "Hi guys. The other two are at the club," I say with a smile. "The club, what are they doing at the club?" Angelo questions. "What do you do at the club dumbest?" Lorenzo replies, and Angelo hits his head. "I know what you do at a club idiot, I meant why isn't Aaliyah with them?" He continues. "Sure,that's what you meant," Lorenzo says quietly. "I wasn't feeling well so I decided to come back?" I answer. "Are you okay?" Matteo quickly asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine, my head started aching so I just decided to leave." I answer. "We're gonna go look for them, do you guys wanna come?" Lorenzo says. "No I'm okay" I answer. "I'll stay to, I am a but tired" Matteo answers after.
Lorenzo and Angelo smirk at us and once Matteo notices, he says," You both, need serious help, get out" while pushing them out. "Alright, but we're not ready to be uncles yet" Angelo says as the door closes.
