Full Unbalance
Chapter One-
As night drew close, the club was getting busier by the second.
I slowly found myself lost in the crowd, certain few people caught my eye, besides I was alone at a club, my friends had vanished in the thick vast sea of people.
With an empty wine glass propped in my hand, I cautiously motioned towards a group of attractive guys, which ended in failure, tripping over a guys feet, landing face down
"Are you Okay?"
The guy asked, reaching his hand out to help me return to my feet, our eyes locked, he had gorgeous honey brown hair and emerald green eyes,
"The names Dusty, and you are? " ,
he asked.
"Cynthea.. "
"What a beautiful name, should I maybe, put it in my phone? "
Dusty asked, a sly smile developing upon his face.
"Dusty, leave the girl alone.. "
A deep masculine voice spoke, I turned to face a tall muscular guy, around twenty, with long dark hair and bright blue eyes,
"Do you know this guy? "
Dusty questioned, the sly look fading.
"No I- "
"No, Not yet.. "
The dark haired boy quickly answered, motioning over towards me.
"Cynthea, Right?"
His hand gripped my hips with a tight force.
"Yes.. "
The obvious nervousness appearing in my voice.
He gazed into my eyes, and pulled my hair away and off from my neck, his lips quickly suctioned, leaving small faint nibbles, which soon turned into a violent biting, the pain shook my entire body. His hand reached into my back pocket, pulling out my phone. The pain was too fierce to allow me to stop him, He slowly finished the sucking and bowed his head down towards my phone, dialing in a number to text. My fingers grazed the swollen, victimized area, But retaliated quickly in reaction to the pain.
"It hurts yes, But now they will know you're mine... "
He spoke, handing back my phone.
"I'll see you around babe... "
He stated, A sly smile mimicking Dusty overtook his face,
"Don't call me that! "
I exclaimed, with a sigh.
"Too late.. "
He turned around, disappearing in the sea of faces. My gaze scoured the room, searching for my friends, unable to find them, I ran out of the club and to my car,
" But not before checking my phone, to find a text reading,
Hey babe.. I will see you when you get home,
Love,
Mack xx"
I sighed and threw my phone against the car door, A black 1976 Chevy Impala approaching in the rear view mirror, I had a visitor following me home..
