Being the Bad Girls Best Friend- Slowly Updating

Chapter 37

It was gonna be second time. Tonight, I just want to go and have the time of my life, drink till I'm over tipsy, dance till I can't feel my feet and forget everything. It's funny how I'm overexaggerating this whole Trey's issue but then, sometimes it's not the situation, it's the actually the person who caused the pain that makes everything more hurtful.

When we left the house, the driver asked me, "So where are we heading towards ma'am?" and gave me a light smile. I really liked our helpers, they were always nice and gentle. "Um, I'm going to the club, it's not too far from here. I'll let you know when we get there."
"Sorry ma'am, you're going where?"    "The club, I'm going to the club please. Please drive fast," I said without patience. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that." he said slowly stopping the car. So much for being really gentle,
"drive please, you do not want to get me angry this evening. If you do, you'll get your ass fired tomorrow morning. So please, just drive."

I said placing my palm on my forehead out of frustration, he continued driving. After like fifteen minutes of driving, I saw the place where Chrissy had been showing me, actually forcing me to go to. I told him to park there. It was then that I realized that I only came with a pair of Adidas sweatpants and an tank top, I didn't care though. But I wondered,

"how will I get into the club looking like this?"

I'll need God's intervention, I said lowly and giggled. When I walked for like two minutes, there was a queue, as in a long queue. But before I went to join, the guy who was allowing people to enter and leave, I didn't know who he was though called me, by my name.

Now this was strange, like where exactly do I know you from and you go all shouting my name like I've known you for years? I looked at him puzzled, and he asked me if I could come to the front. I went anyways because maybe he has something important to tell me. He said, "you might be wondering how I know your name,"

yeah, you bet I was,

"I know you because of Christiana, yeah she kinda owns this club, and she told me about you and showed me your picture, that anytime you want to come, I should get you in without any hesitation." Well God actually intervened. I smiled at him and he allowed me to go in. When I stepped into the room, I placed my phone together with my ear pieces into my pocket, when I looked down, I was in common sandals, thank God for Christiana because like there was no way I would have been allowed to enter in my clothing.

I walked over to the bar, feeling nauseous from all the smoking and drinking in the room. "hey, can I get a shot of Vodka? Yeah of course I can, I'm paying for it lol." The man looked at me and shook his head. He quickly filled up a small glass of Vodka and handed it over to me. I looked at it, as I was dissecting all the ingredients very carefully, do I really have to do this, " you don't know how to drink, you just lift the glass to your mouth and you know drink, " with that I can't believe it tone, I smiled at him and quickly took the shot.

As if my heart was on fire like literally, I had to breathe in and out for a few minutes before I was stabilized. Then I wanted more, like a whole lot more. I kept on asking him to fill the glass with more, and more, I just couldn't stop.

Everytime I drank it, I felt eased up, like I was slowly forgetting all my problems, like life was slowly getting better and better. At that moment, I totally forgot that I could pray, and God will give me the peace I needed most. The feeling was really satisfying, that's the best way I can put it. Truly satisfying. Then a group of boys came around me, they thought I was playing a game or something. They all smiled at me and took seats around where I was seated. I didn't turn back because I was too busy getting drunk.

There was this one guy, I couldn't see too clearly, but he kinda looked familiar. He took steps towards me, but I didn't know why he looked familiar, but he came to sit by me to take a shot, he looked drunk already I honestly didn't know how drunk he wanted to be again. He needed help.