A Drop of Purple

Chapter 4 - The Cyan Dragon

Chapter 4 - The Cyan Dragon

"What is this place?" I questioned "a club."

Raven, my older sister, nodded and smiled deviously. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the door.

"You're taking me to a club!" I yelled.

She didn't respond but prowled to the guard. He gave her a flirtatious smile and allowed us in despite all the people waiting in line outside. I took a deep breath as she dragged me in as if it would be my last breath of outside air. The music assaulted my ears as soon as we entered. There were seizure inducing flashing lights that hurt my eyes. I grabbed onto Raven's arm and held it tightly closing my eyes as tight as I could. All around us there were people much older than me dancing and drinking barely wearing clothes.

I could have sworn I heard my sister laugh however it could have just been my ears. She lead me through the crowd and I could feel the dancing and moving bodies press against my own. This only made me hold onto her all the more tighter. This placed seemed to be packed.

We came to a stop and I heard her yell "Open your eyes Tash!"

I cringed hearing that awful nickname but didn't say anything about it. Obviously I needed my sister for defence in this place. I did as she said to see her dancing in a sexual way very close to me. I tried to back away but there was really nowhere to move. Pretty much trapped by a wall of dancing bodies, I looked up at the source of the music. There was a DJ up high above all else, lights shining behind them making it appear to be a faceless god figure that cast and controlled all people below it with it's divine judgement. I looked up at the roof and a cyan chinese dragon was hanging from many metal wires above us with his mouth ferociously open bearing large white teeth. Despite that he was quite comforting. He seemed to disapprove of all the dancing people below him and even the DJ as they were not worthy. I wished I was up there with him, high above, uncaught in the sea of bodies.

"Dance!" My sister yelled taking me away from the dragon. I started to awkwardly sway to the music to please her. The thumping of the music coursed through my body, I felt as if I could feel it's unnatural alien beat in my heart. It wasn't graceful like a unicorn it was elephant barging it's way through a forest knocking down trees here and there. The music was clumsy there was nothing elegant about it. The lyrics were a mixture of swear words and sexual activities, most often both. Aside from the dragon there was nothing of any beauty here. The Cyan Dragon was merely a facade to uncover up the ugliness of what it truly was.

All the women were dressed just to get men's attention and the men were the same. The scent was of sweat, BO and alcohol which was enough in itself to make me gag and want to leave. Although the door was blocked by all of the bodies. And that's all they were. Not human. Just bodies. They had no identifying features, with the coloured lights distorting any colours they might have been wearing, all dressed in a kind of uniform lustrousness. A lustrousness that had caught my sister in it's ugly jaws. She was the same, she blended in with the crowd. It was almost as though she belonged with them. She danced along to the ugly thumping beat and smiled with ecstasy.

Every cell in my body was screaming at me to leave. I would have to fight my way through the crowd if I wanted to leave. There would be no other way. My slender arms and legs wouldn't do though, I would be crushed. It was so obvlious I was too young to be in a place like this. Any rational person could see that. I wasn't around rational people though. Their eyes just skimmed over me, deemed me as unimportant to their grand night out.

I looked back at my sister "Can we leave!"

I had to yelled as loud as I could. She must have understood because she shook her head "It's just getting started!"

Then she left. She disappeared into the sea. I was there all alone and the bodies were closing in on me. I screamed out Raven's name but no one could hear my screams. Stressing out I looked all around me. Everyone was so tall I didn't even know which way the exit was. I looked up at the dragon. He glared down at me and everyone else. What should I do?

I started to weave my tiny body through the crowd, almost getting crushed a few times. I made it to some stairs since there were no one on them I started to climb them. The walls around them were painted black with a few neon cyan dragons spray painted on to the walls. I had no idea where I was going but I really just wanted to get there quickly. The music seemed to be a little quieter. I guessed I was around the other side of the speakers now.

When I came to the top of the staircase I could see the back of someone leaned over. There DJ equipment lay everywhere and the backs of speakers were visible. I was behind the DJ. Upon closer inspection of the person bended over, who was clearly using the DJ control panel, they were small framed and had bright red hair. They turned their head towards me. It was a girl she had lip, dimple and eyebrow piercings despite that she was a beautiful girl. She smiled briefly at me then turned back.

"Don't like to dance?" She asked.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to come up here," I stammered "I'll go back down now."

A small laughed emitted from her "Don't worry about that, I don't mind you being up here with me."

"Really?"

"Yep really. So what brings you here to the Cyan Dragon? You seem a little young to be here if you don't mind me saying."

"My sister brought me here, it might have been one of sick jokes I'm not too sure but I don't really like it here."

"You don't seem like the type of person who would," she sighed "it's probably a good thing you don't like it too. The people who come here all the time don't have a very bright future ahead of them."

I smiled a little at that "Shouldn't you be encouraging them to come?"

She shrugged "they're all scum really, here to get drunk and," she looked back at me "do other... stuff, you know?"

"Don't they like your music?" I asked.

"No, they just need something that they can dance to that will get the opposite sex's attention really. Not even I really like this music either but hey a job is a job right," she explained "I'm Lidia."

"Natasha Page," I introduced myself "I must admit I don't like this music either."

She laughed "that's good, what type of music do you like?"

"Classical," I told her.

"Good, there needs to be more people like you in the world and less of," the gestured at the crowd "these."

I laughed and then she laughed. She was actually really nice. Who knew someone like this could exist here. We talked and talked on into the night about whatever. She eventually gave me the directions to the door and after exchanging phone numbers and saying goodbye to her I left.

Now I was in the city by myself. I just needed to get back to the train station.