Wanderlust [ editing ]

2. What You Need

We park right outside "Kiss Land" which is supposedly the hottest club in Toronto. I feel something in the pit of my stomach. Something just doesn't feel right. I honestly just want to go home, but it's too late to turn back now. I know if I leave Emily will never let me hear the end of it.

We step inside the club and its roaring. Neon green, pink, and yellow lights are flashing everywhere. I feel even more sick than before. It's something about crowded and excessively loud places makes me feel extremely nauseous. I feel so out of place and it's killing my mood.

I turn for half a second and Emily has already faded into the thick cloud of smoke and sweat. So like always, I'm alone.

I manage to get by the billions of people and I sit down at the bar. I order myself a drink and I turn facing the crowd trying to spot Emily. She was clearly somewhere having a blast while I'm here miserable.

I turn and face the bar again, I pick up my drink about to take a sip and the next thing I know my drink is all over my white dress, shoes and purse.

"Dude, what the hell is wrong with you?!" I shout fairly loud.

"Dammit. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." the man says while nervously patting my white dress with a few napkins.

I push his arm away from me with anger.

"It's whatever." I say as I get up and start walking away. I just want to get the hell out of here. I knew this was a bad idea.

"Wait! I saw a man spike your drink and I rushed over here to stop you from drinking it. I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you let alone spill your drink all over you." he says.

I don't respond. My back still facing him.

"C'mon girl. At least let me buy you a new drink." he says and a small smile creeps on my face. I turn around and take a look at him.

This man is actually really attractive. He's not that tall, but he's cute. He has a nice mocha colored clear face and beautiful Brown eyes. Although he had such crazy hair, it was still very pleasing to my eyes.

"Fine." I finally blurt out loudly so he can hear me over the crowd.

He smiles showing his teeth and motions me to sit next to him and I start walking back towards the bar counter.

"I'm Krissa by the way. And you? " I ask as I sit down.

"I'm Abel." he says and smiles beautifully as he shakes my hand and I smile back.