Black Market {Kaisoo}

Part 1 Chapter:3

Red: Strip and Night Club
10-18-15
11:06 PM
"You don't need to, really," this group of guys was weird as hell and I wasn't sure this was a great idea to be here for so long as the night continued to advance. The ten minutes I thought I was going to have with them had somehow morphed in to almost two hours and as more and more alcohol was being swallowed down not just mine, but their throats, I could feel the sensation of burning substances start to pile in my stomach rather than just my tongue.

"I insist! My house is a perfect place to finish the night." Suho raked his tongue against the edges of his teeth, throwing his head back slightly as the man I recognized as Luhan laughed beside him, drunk out of his mind. I never had the chance to ever meet him, only pictures and descriptions because, like I've said, this is my first time ever being a part of anything bigger than the distribution of B's supplies. It was weird, this new world, but something about the danger of it was incredibly intriguing to me and I could feel a new aura that oddly enough, I really was curious about.

"Fine, fine." I smile looking over to the guy next to me, Minseok, who looked a lot like a cat. Whether it was smudged eyeliner or the shape of his eyes, I didn't know exactly.

"Let's go," I was on the end of the booth so naturally I stepped out first, bumping in to one of the men standing around the table, looking as if they were guarding the area. Weird.

They all began walking in front of me, the tallest man in the group leading it, Yifan or Kris, I believed was his name. I recognized his eyes from the picture I was given and told to memorize. He looked better in person than a snapshot of him as a clueless teenager, arrested for drunk driving.

"So, why are you here?" Yixing walks up to me and it takes me a moment to collect myself enough to except that I am actually doing this. I just had to remember that I was a different person.

"I don't really know," I laughed, continuing to follow the group,"he didn't let me tell him what I was going to so I guess I'm just tagging along until he remembers that I am here for a reason."

"That is one thing about Suho, he gets distracted really easily. Funny thing is, he always seems to remember right when you don't want him to," I see him glance toward the leader as we all walk outside, waiting for whatever ride is supposed to be picking us up. I doubt anyone is sober enough to even walk in a straight line in five steps.

"Oh, I see. Do you mind telling me where we are going?"

"The house." He replies in a tone as if I should have known.

"What house?"

"Are you new to this side or something? You realize that you are in the midst of us right?" He slaps my shoulder roughly and I pull away a little, not wanting to seem any weaker than I already was.

"You celebrities of crack or something?" I try to make a joke but he stares at me blankly, making me regret my choice immediately.

"No," his voice is different and the air seems to chill around me, the energy of his happy attitude now completely gone,"this isn't play time dude. I have no fucking idea why you are here, but I suggest you keep your mouth shut before there is another accident."

There was something really off about this whole situation and after he spoke to me I could feel there was a problem that I hadn't seen before. But I had to go along with it, that was my only choice now.

"O-Okay man. Got it." I look down right as a black car pulls up, the outside making it look as if it were too small to hold the seven of us.

"Guests first," Tao turned from speaking to Suho and motioned toward me after the car parked in front of the now half-empty club. I didn't like him whatsoever. There was something really odd about him. In fact, there was something really odd about all of them. His hands were clenched in fists and the muscles in his jaw were always tight and locked.