Breaking Down Tattered Walls

To close for comfort.

I strutted into the club named after a poisonous tree. Devil's Club. I smiled walking to the bar. I smiled and winked to the bartender. I was suited in a shredded neon pink top that only covered my bust. My shorts high waist showing my stomach and it's strength. My pink neon stilettos. I smiled and he looked me up and down. I asked for a vodka with a shot of coke and his hands skillfully made the drink and handed it to me. I smiled and walked away swaying my hips and trailing to the dance floor wanting to release tension seeing as I didn't train today because my couch passed away. I was looking for a release point. And this was just the place. I smiled when VIP. Came on it was my favorite song by Ke$ha. I smiled making my way to the DJ.it was my kid-brother Danny. He smiled and kissed my lips. And held my waist while I stood. I smirked and whispered "it should be a Kesha night..." I said he smiled and he nodded and started up the Kesha's music I smiled raised my hand that held my drink spinning around and Danny pulled me close and started grinding on my butt. I smiled and giggled and turned and went down his body. I downed my drink and threw down on the floor. I kissed Danny and he smiled I walked down the stairs and left him staring. I waved from the first floor he winked and threw on cannibal. I smiled and walked to the dance floor dancing as the song played boys kept swarming around me and I danced with them all.one boy caught my eye. Smirking showing a dimple he strutted over and gripped my waist and danced with me. A boy with spiked red hair came towards me and gripped my waist and picked me up taking me outside I fought and strained against him. My instincts telling me no. He burst out the back door and threw me to the ground. I got up and wiped the blood from my eyebrow. I smiled and stalked forward and got in his face pushing him against the wall. A look of confusion spread across his putrid face.

"try it, really do it. I'll fight you all you want." he smiled and went for a devastating blow to my face. If it would've gotten there that is. Smiling menacingly I stalked forwards again and bowed my head my body following. Catlike I crouched down in front of him and as my muscles tensed and relaxed my bloodlust grew. I knew my eyes were white-ish blue indicating the lust for a fight.

He looked at me and smiled and kicked I threw myself back and flipped kicking him in the head. And standing on two feet. Gymnastics really helps a boxer. Feminity helps grace. Strength helps dominance. He stood bloody broken nose and ran down the street. I smiled flexed my sore muscles I saw a black figure leaning against the wall. The curls looked identical to those of the ones on the dance floor I walked to him seeing the muscles. My bright eyes could've changed but I wanted a fight and knowing I had no chance of returning unless I wanted a new couch. Which recently I didn't want. Greg was an amazing couch. Knowing that he was in a carreck made me mourn all the more. I stood taller and walked a bit closer. Knowing what just happened I was being careful. With the experience I've had you can never be sure. He smiled in the eriee darkness I frowned and crouched he was tall. Disadvantage number one. He was stronger than I was. Disadvantage number two. I crouched and smiled seeing a bar above his head working my plan out. I couldn't just beat the shit out of him though... He saw me and shook his head walking calmly to me I crouched further there was a wall behind him. I smiled slightly a few strands of straight messy hair falling aimlessly in my vision.

"Be calm. I'm the one who followed you to ensure safety." he said in sexy husky voice I smiled and saw my nail hook. I leapt and he ducked and moved out of my way I kicked off the wall moving up to the roof. Wasn't exactly planned but, hey you do what you gotta do. I waved and blew a kiss to below to the boy. Laughing I turned and he was there. Like no joke. Standing to close for comfort. I stood frozen his mit-like hands moved across my waist. I frowned trying to figure his motive. I had to much energy and way to much hate to have someone wanted to be comforting. Then I remembered Brandon, Brinlee, Robert, Melissa, Greg. Everyone left so suddenly and I'm done hiding I gripped his shirt like a lifeline and my eyes went cold mystic and gone.