"Got a smoke" Maggie shouted, above the loud, deafening sound of Justin goddamn Bieber, the worst singer of all time
"Yeah i nicked a few from Sami at school" i screeched, reaching to turn down the volume, but got my hand smaked away by a violent Maggie
'Give" she demanded, holding out her hand, even though we're in the middle of the highway
"Put on Flyleaf or Evanescence" i protested, a sly smile danced on my midnight black lips
'Fine" Maggie grumbled, turning the track over to Cassie by flyleaf
'Thanks" i laughed, turning volume up even louder, mouthing the words
"Ciggy" mag scoffed, she thrusted her hand further towards me
I dug my dainty hand into my jacket, pulling out several, slightly crushed fags, and handing them all to her, i never smoked, not once, i get them for Maggie and Maggie only
"Thanks so much, light it for me"
Maggie smilled, shoving one In her mouth, i pulled out a lighter from the cup holder and lit it for her, ash grey smoke filled up the car
"Ahhh, the bouncers better let us in" i sighed as we came nearer to the Little Devil's Club
"They'll let me in, but don't know about you" Mag snorted, taking a huge puff from her ciggrete
"Excuse me" i fake screamed, my hand clutching my stone cold, black heart
"Well you're all gothy" mag fought, rolling her creamy, chesnut brown eyes in laughter
"You look like a hooker" i spat back, raising my eyebrows, inviting her to fight back
"Fair play" she whinned, before turning her attention back to the road, taking a right so we arrived right infront of the bright, eye burning club
"Id" the black haired bouncer smiled, lifting his black raybans onto his head
"Here you go" Maggie flirted, handing over her real id, she's already 18, while im only 17
"HERE" i growled, thrusting my fake one in his large, slightly brown hand
"Woow, yoou're a fiesty little thing" he laughed, with a heavy russian accent, just like Diel
"I am not a thing" i snarled before snatching my ID back
"Ha yoou trying too Seduce me, coos im telling you its woorking" He chuckled, staring at my CLEAVAGE,
"Um excuse me, im going into the club" i stated, attempting to push past his muscular frame, he blocked me with a sly smile on his lips
"Noot withoout yoour number" he seductively growled, taking out his iphone 6
"NOPE" i sternly spat, trying to barge past him
"Sure, I'll give it to you" Maggie violently laughed, reciting my number, my real number to the mysterious bouncer.
"MAGGSS" i screeched as i pulled her into the pitch black club
"Wow" i scoffed, ruffling my inky, jet black hair in embarrassment
"He was cute and interested in you" Maggie squealed, playfully punching my arm
"Whatever im trying to find Diel" i moaned, standing on my tiptoes, to spot my mysterious russian boyfriend, im only 5ft 3, im quite short for my age, but im adorable in a emo short of way, im curvy, im not skinny but im not overweight, im the perfect size for myself
"Where's he meeting you" Maggie shouted above the deafing pitch of Pink
"He's going to be waiting by the bar, wearing a leather jacket and a ripped guns n roses band shirt" i pondered, wishing i had my phone on me
"Hmm, found him" Maggie yelled, tugging on my arm and pointing to a cute, blonde haired guy, wearing a tattered leather jacket, his bright blue eyes searched the crowd impatiently
"Oh god, hes gorgeous" i stammered, he's too hot for me, he won't like me, he's gonna ditch me, i kept telling myself
"Damn girl, go get him" Maggs shoved me towards the bar where i waddled slowly towards the beatiful figure
"Um just a coke please" i manged to choke out when i finally reached the bar, handing over a crumbled up £10 note
"Oon the hoouse" the barman smiled gently, another russian, what is up today, i shoved the note into my pocket and spun round
"Diel" i asked the cute, blonde haired boy who was simply staring at me
"Huh yoou talking to me" he questioned, ANOTHER RUSSIAN ACCENT, HE BETTER BE DIEL OR I'LL WILL SERIOUSLY HAVE A MENTAL BREAKDOWN
"Sorry i thought you were someone else" i tried to hold the tears, turning away from his glare, i need to find Maggie
"Yoou're Carmie" he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back, it's diel, thank god
"The one and only, you're diel" i laughed, relieved but nervous, so so nervous, i plonked myself on the barstool next to him, butterflies invaded my stomach
"Nope, im Rydell, his best friend, Diel's in the tooilets, you're in his seat actually" Rydell chuckled, stroking my smooth, fat covered, pale stomach, okay, this is normal
"Oh sorry, but i ain't moving" i spat, jerking away from him, only causing Rydel to smile slyly
"Haha feisty" he muttered to himself, pulling out his Samsung Galaxy s6
"You dont know the half of it" i snarled sweetly, running my slender fingers around my lips, hoping my black lipstick hasn't smugged yet
"Rydell, is she here yet, woow" a low, dark voice panicked, his tone is very serious, i spun around and felt my very soul melt,
His chesnut brown hair glistened in the flashing lights of the club,
His dark black eyes sparkled with secrets
His thin, pale pale lips lifted into a smirk
"DIEL" i screamed, hoping that he is the one
"Carmie, ooh i wanted too see yoou foor soo loong" Diel sobbed, pacing towards me, engulfing me in his strong, muscular arms
"You came all this way for me" i cried into his shoulder, my heavy black make up started to run down my porclain face
"Oof coourse baby" he slyly smirked, spinning me around slightly,
"Here you go miss" the bartender announced, pushing a large glass of ice cold coke towards me, i nodded my head in thanks and swallowed a large gulp
"This tastes weird" i mumered, setting the glass down on the bar
"Really" Diel sarcasticly mocked, picking me up bridal style
"You druggekdokrbn mjie" i whinned, trying to keep my heavy eyelids open
His full lips twisted into a sly grin,
My eyelids fell, im too weak to keep them open,
"She's doown, get Solvinki, we need to leave right now if we're goonna get too russia by tommorow night" Diel instructed, rocking me gently in his strong, muscular arms
"Shall i bind her" the bartender excitedly squealed,
"Noot at the mooment, doo it when we're in the van, I'll take her, you get sol, he just called the foollaways, they accept the coonsequences" Diel laughed, his minty breath sent shivers down my back
"Gooood, shoove her in the car" Rydell scoffed, i could hear heavy footsteps and faint whispers before my system completely shut down
YOU ARE READING
The Poison Flower
Novela JuvenilCarmie Follaway, a 17 year old from Bath, England was just dancing up a storm in the local club, waiting to finally meet her internet boyfriend of four years, untill a Group of young Russian teens spiked her drink, leaving her unconscious. When she...
