Mallory's POV
It was a typical Saturday night with friends. Hangout & have fun. The loud music of the club & the dimmed lights made it hard to see, but that's what made it fun. Song after song, guy after guy. Stroke lights going off like crazy, the song changed & a guy took my hand & pulled me away.
"Would you like to dance?"
"I thought you were supposed to ask before you pulled me onto the floor."
"It works either way."
He grabbed my hand & pulled me closer. I could tell he liked to be in-contact with his dance partner. I didn't know who he was, & in the dark room, it was hard to make out any faces. I tried to distance myself a little, but he pulled me closer. Now our bodies were touching. We were close enough, I could feel him breath. He got a hold & turned me around.
Holding onto my hips, he swayed them to the rhythm of the music. I didn't like the fact of me grinding on him. I tried to push myself away a little, but he pulled me back in, this time even closer. I could tell he was a guy that liked to be in control. I turned back around so I was face-to-face with him. He pulled me in again. His hands went from my hips to my waist then back to my hips again. I was just waiting for this song to be over & I could just get away & forget about him.
"So what's your name?"
"Mallory."
"Well Mallory, you've got yourself a pretty nice pair of hips. Mind sharing them with me?"
"Haha your funny."
"Come on darling, say yes."
"For the rest of this song, alright."
"That's fine with me."
I was sweating. I bet he could tell. The deeper we got into the song, the closer he pulled me. I was dying to get away. Where were my friends? They said they would be looking after me. The song ended & I was relieved. Right when I was beginning to let go, he pulled me back in.
"You said you'd share your hips with me."
"I said for the rest of that song. Let go of me."
"Dance with me, you're amazing."
I didn't know what else to do. I was already body-to-body to him by the time he finished the last sentence. He had hold of my hips again. He wanted more.
"Come on darling, relax."
I didn't reply. I was just trying to find a way to get lose & run. My body was grinding against his, & that was all i intended on letting him get. He looked me in the eyes. His eyes were beautiful. They were blue & the stroke lights made them glimmer. He leaned in & kissed my cheek, then moved down to my neck. Oh god, when will I get a change to run? He stopped kissing & looked back up at me.
"How about we go somewhere quieter?"
"My friends are probably looking for m-"
"Your friends are fine. I'm sure they're having a nice time of their own. Come on, come with me darling."
"My name isn't darling!"
He pulled me off the dance floor. We were walking towards the door. I couldn't think of what was going to happen. I couldn't think at all. I just knew that i wanted to get away from him. He opened the passenger door to a car, told me to get in. When I tried to make an excuse, he had something to say to it. But eventually I was in the car & we were on our way to someplace I didn't know of. He had his left hand on the steering wheel & his right hand on my thigh. My black skin-tight dress was pulling up. I tried to pull it down. But it was so short it pulled itself up because of the fact that I was sitting. The more his hand moved up, the more nervous i was. Where was he taking me? He stopped the car & turned the ignition off. It was dark. Oh my god, it was dark. He still had his hand on my thigh, but i'm pretty sure he wanted more than just that. He leaned in & started kissing me. I didn't know what to do, I had no choice but to kiss him back. His arms slowly pulled me over from the passenger side to the drivers seat, in his lap in particular. His hands were back on my hips, & they were moving up. I wasn't okay with that. I pulled away.
"I don't think this is appropriate."
"What are you talking about?"
"We met like thirty minutes ago, that's what i'm talking about."
"Darling, it's alright, just relax."
He got back to kissing me, I was determined to make him stop. I took his arms off the top of my waist. Glad i stopped him, he was inches from a place i didn't want him to go.
"Take me back."
"What?"
"You heard me. Take me back to the club."
"No."
"Take me back to the club!"
He tried to kiss me again, but I grabbed him before he could.
"I swear to god if you don't take me back ill press charges on your pretty little ass."
I could tell he wasn't used to being told no. & I could tell he didn't like it. He let go of me & looked away, giving me the chance to crawl back into the passenger seat. I buckled my seatbelt & he turned the car on & headed back.
"You can't press charges. Even if you wanted to."
"& what gives you the right to tell me I can't?"
"Because you left with me willingly."
The car was silent after that.
"You never even told me your name."
"Benjamin. My name is Benjamin."
His eyes were shining through the darkness. I could still see their beautiful color. But I wanted to get away from him. It was already too late to go back to the club, I asked for him to take me home. He did. He pulled up in front of my house & stopped. He didn't bother to look at me when I got out. I opened the door & stood up.
"I'm not going to press charges."
"You wouldn't have had a reason to."
"Goodnight."
I waited for a response. But he had nothing to say. I shut the car door & walked through the yard. He drove away as soon as I stepped away. Within the next five minutes i received a text from an unknown number.
'Goodnight, darling.'
How the hell did he get my number?!
