Demons without Desire

Club is alive.

The first club we went to was so quiet I actually asked the bartender what time the wake finished. We started there with drinks before moving on deciding that the place was dead.

I had never questioned Elle as it seemed that every club we went to, we queue jumped, she simply walked up to the bouncers who took a look at us both and let us in. However I didn't miss the comment about how good my ass would look with red welts on.

I was just about to call him a perv when Elle dragged me on quickly.

"Where the hell are we now?" I asked walking down a dark corridor.

"Well.. You know you said no strip clubs?"

"Yes?"

"I- thisisonebutiswearwewontstayallnight!" She raced before opening doors to another world.

I was momentarily speechless as we walked into another world, women clad in spandex and dog collars walked past seductively looking at us both.

I'm gonna kill her. I know exactly what this place is!

"Have you brought me to a fetish club?!" I shrieked at her over the music.

All I got was a nervous laugh before she pulled me in with her. "It's not a fetish club, it's a strip club. They obviously have some sort of theme on tonight." She spoke walking us to the bar.

My eyes took in the small skimpy outfits, the devil horns, angel wings, school girls, leather hot pants, dominatrix outfits.

Lord help me!

I was relieved to see clothes on the bartender as we approached. "Evening ladies." He grinned. "What can I get you?"

"A taxi home." I replied making Elle slap my arm.

"She'll have a vodka and coke. I'll have the same." She replied as he got onto straight away.

"Vodka? Are you trying to kill me?" I asked.

"You really can't handle your alcohol can you?" She giggled.

"Your birthday answered that." I retorted when I spent 2 days in bed nursing my head, calling Elle to tell her I was dying and that I'm never drinking again.

"There you go." The bartender smiled and took the money. As we sat there drinking our drinks he came back over with shots.

"Dude over there wishes you a good evening." He spoke nodding to the table in the corner.

I looked at the man who had a woman under each arm, he lazily lifted his hand and dropped it again before smirking.

I refrained from rolling me eyes and simply smiled.

This, was going to be a long night.

.......

My body felt warm, my mind was cloudy but I was dancing and not giving a damn who was watching.

"Come on!" Elle laughed pulling me out of the club and onto another.

"No! I wanted to dance on the pole!" I whined as we walked through the strip.

"Trust me, you probably don't."

Yet again we were straight in and plying ourselves with drink when I spotted a familiar face. I then saw a brunette with a bad dye job trying to be blonde sat on his lap giggling.

"Who are you looking a- oh." Elle stopped seeing that I was staring at Zak.

"He seems real busy!" I laughed ordering myself a double vodka.

"A double?" Elle asked as I groaned realising my mistake.

"Shit, screw it!" I grabbed the glass and knocked it back. "Problem solved." I giggled before dragging her to the dance floor as Elle clutched her drink. 

The music was loud enough, the bass vibrated my body making me giggle and hold my chest at the sensation before I began swaying my hips, flicking my hair and shaking my ass to the music. I was feeling this music and I made sure everyone knew it.

Every so often I found myself looking over towards him when I remembered last night wasn't suppose to mean anything. But I couldn't shake the feeling that he pursued me, he took me on a date/ dates. He was all up for it, I guess now that he got what he wanted he was no longer interested.

I threw him out of my head and danced with any single man I could find, each took their turn to grind themselves against me before I spun off them and to another not staying with one too long.

As I spun off a man's arm I could have sworn a pair of eyes caught mine, my breath hitched and I froze momentarily, but a man obstructed my view. As he moved Zak was no longer there.

Now you're seeing things.

Rolling my eyes I went to walk to the bathroom when I got shoved by a wild orangutang, okay not a genuine one but one woman had such a bad fake tan and her arms where everywhere. Killer heels led me to stumbled into the back of a guy, catching him off guard he almost went down as I fell against him.

"Woah, you okay?" A voice asked grabbing my arms to steady me.

I nodded and found myself blinking, I needed to slow down with the vodka.

"What's your name sweetheart?"

"Britney... Spears." I giggled before stumbling away.

"Hey? Where you going?" He called but I threw my hand behind me and weaved through the crowd to find Elle.

Pee! I need a pee!

Seeing the low light in the corner I made my way to it when I was shoved again. "God damn it! Watch it you ape!" I spat at the woman. Before slapping hands off my body.

I think I'm gonna throw up.

"Sheila?" A familiar voice spoke making me tense up.

Oh shit. He found me.