Foreigner

Chapter 2: Lust

This...

This was a bad idea.

I absolutely regret my decision.

"Will you stop being dramatic? We are in the reception and you haven't yet stand up from your sudden trip up." V unhelpfully informs me as I slowly stand up from my sudden miss step. Who puts gum on the floor?!

"Thank you SO much for helping." I thank him as he helps me stand up. I look around, the reception was what you know. Dark atmosphere with neon accents of colour popping to show the somewhat party vibes. A girl is at the counter, smoking cigarettes while casually chatting away with another girl wearing skimpy clothes that leaves only the most wildest of minds to imagine. I tear my eyes away as I felt awkward staring at them.

Meanwhile, V simply slaps my back to and I quote, 'whip my virgin self into shape'. He drags me to the reception and starts talking.

"Hello, Gwen. How's the club tonight?" V says casually while he adjust his posture to make himself look more relax. Though I noticed he seem guarded by his gaze, he never appears to show himself to many, huh?

Gwen simply scoff and wave him off. "Same as always, Lust is making things lively like always. Our gigs here ain't pretty looking but it's what we love to do." She takes a big huff and blow out smoke. I cough from the sudden action and cause V to put his hand on my back, as if it's to make sure I don't die from inhaling smoke.

"Great! We'll just be going through, see you later Gwen!" V drags me along, I hurry my steps to follow along. Judging by how tight his hold is, I am thinking that-

Big crowds. Big crowds. Many dance all over, whether it's the poles or the flashing dance floor. There is a person dancing while looking drunken on pleasure. As if they seek only after the pleasures our bodies have.

"Stay close, you wouldn't want to get wrapped up by the party here." V grips my hand this time as we move between the dancing bodies of sweaty men and women. Apparently, even the elderly are getting their groove on. I suppose you aren't too young to keep partying I suppose. I hear noises that definitely shouldn't be made, judging by how V quickly covers my ears with earplugs he rob from a drunken soul looking man.

Noise cancelled, I could only see V, pushing through bodies of different people as he holds me tight. I never thought I could get dragged to a nightclub. Not that I have ever been to one, my hometown doesn't have place for one and even if we do, it will be barren and bad business since only mid to low class families live there as residents. Remember on how my father would boast about going to a place and making mother jealous was partly why they fight at home. I often have to step in as the middle to offer an otherwise non violent approach.

A sudden shake cause me to snap out of my saddened memory, I look up and see V next to a door. He looks at me gently before taking out my earplugs.

"Look, past here, we can't be spotted by anyone clubbing. Otherwise, we will be stuck here for a long time." He sees me raise my eyebrows as he talks. He smiles before explaining. "This is Hell remember? Lust is the layer where souls die because they spend their lives reaching pleasure of any kinds, whether it's sexual or romantic. They abandoned their humanity in pursuit of pleasure. See their ecstasy? That's what they get for choosing to chase after their desires."

I absolutely don't know what to say but a question raised in my mind.

"Is there a thing as Heaven?" V suddenly looks unsure.

"I am not sure, I never get to leave to see more than what's the Human Realm to know if there is a thing called Heaven. The only reason Hell is here because, you meddling humans cause a rift between the barriers of the Human Realm and Hell." V lets out a 'toot' at me.