Just One More Night

Chapter 3

Eliza's POV

"You ready Eliza?" Madeline asked from my living room.

"Yeah hold on, one more sec," I called back and pinned my hair in place. I grabbed my white and black striped dress and slid it on my body. I finished my mascara and went to where my friends were.

"You look amazing," she said and smiled.

"Thanks," I said and laughed at Lilly's face, my other friend.

"Well come on then," Lilly said and we followed her out of my flat and into a taxi. Madeline handed the driver money, "Funky Buddha please."

The driver nodded and drove off to the club. "I wonder if any hot guys are going to be here tonight," Lilly said.

"I'm sure Eliza will find one, she always does," Madeline said a little jealously.

I got a little angry at her comment, "What is that suppose to mean?"

"Come on El, we know you always leave with some guy every time we go out," she said making me growl under my breath.

"Yeah, I guess that's true," I said holding back my temper.

"It's not like you do Madeline," Lilly said defending me. She didn't need to though, I was fine, enough.

"Hey, hey, no need for that," Madeline said back to Lilly raising her hands my her head.

I shook my head at them and looked out into the street. The club was nearly in sight and we weren't that far from it. I didn't want to go out tonight, but I felt like I had to.

"Thanks," I said to the driver as we stepped out to the entrance of the club. The music rang my ears out of tune as the rhythm drilled into my head.

I winced as we came closer to the floor where the music was the loudest. The bass banged in my ears as I got in sync with it. Lilly and Madeline danced with me side by side as we laughed bumping into other people.

Then a guy caught my eye from my right, he had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He came in contact with me and smiled to the side and winked.

He moved through the people to where I was and grinned at me. I smiled back and looked away shyly. He grabbed my chin gently and moved my face up to his.

"What's your name babe?" He asked still having a hold of my chin.

"Eliza," I said and smiled.

"I'm Jake," he said then let go of my chin and his hands went around my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer to him which made me gasp a little. He was a little rough.

We danced a bit to the music and his hands starting wondering. His hand went up my dress and cupped my thigh. His hand went up higher but I stopped it.

"Not here," I whispered and he smirked and grabbed my hand dragging me out of the club. He led me to a black SUV and helped me in. He started up the car and drove fast to I guess his house.

We stopped in front of a house and he tugged me in and shut the door loudly and kissed my neck roughly. I groaned as his hand went back to the position where it was at the club.

He picked me up by my bum and I wrapped my legs around his torso. His lips met mine and he drove his tongue in my mouth and explored it. I tangled my fingers in his hair and scratched his neck tenderly making him wince but still continued to kiss me.

I clung to his body as he made the way up the stairs. When we made it to his bedroom he lay me flat on the bed and threw himself on me. He then nibbled on my ear as he pulled up my dress and took down my underwear.

He didn't bother removing my whole dress so he unbuckled his pants and went right to the point. He groaned and I stayed emotionless watching him sweat over me. I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. I sometimes enjoyed myself, but most of the time I felt nothing as if I was dreaming this and not actually doing it. I shouldn't have gone out with my friends. Why does it always come to this? Oh right, I'm a slut. My friends even think so. If I never wanted anything to do with these men why do I put myself through this?

I'm so full of it, I confuse myself so much. I always feel like shit after every guy, why the fuck do I continue?

He breathed heavily and got up from me and left me in the room by myself. At least the other boy from the other night stayed with me. Well, what was I expecting? Him to stay or me to stay? You know me, I wouldn't stay. But now, I know how it feels for the other guys waking up to nobody but the memory of the girl they had that one night.

I pulled up my underwear from my ankles and stood up a little sore from his roughness with me. I decided to leave before he came back, or if he did come back. I pushed up the window from his room and climbed out onto the fire escape and walked down slowly.