Changed《Huang Renjun》

|| 1 - Club ||

Party Lights.

Loud Banging.

Shouting People.

Slutty Clothes.

Heavy Drinks.

Drunk People.

And here I am standing alone in a club wearing a Blue flowy dress covering my knees. My sleeves are up to my arms. But one's thing for sure.

I don't belong here.

I thought Wendy will have a normal party. Pool party, Cakes, Bandanas, Kid's Games. But what happened earlier.

"Aunt Rina pleaseeee!! I'll take good care of her we'll only have a party at our house no more no less"

And since mom knows Wendy since we were kids she agreed to her and let me attend her so called party.

"Ah...Zennie why don't you just sleep over at Wendy's house"  Wendy nodded rapidly at my mom's suggestion.

"That's a brilliant idea Aunt Rina I promise that I'll take good care of her."

It's not like a can say no to the both of them. They've already made a decision that I can't say no to.

So basically Wendy didn't tell me her plans for the night and look where the fuck I am.

"This fucking sucks" I mumbled while sitting on one of the high stools near the bar.

I can't even spot where Wendy is.As far as I can remember she's wearing Black tank top and black shorts covering it with a bomer jacket walking with her boots on.

Well you can tell she's really an outgoing person unlike me I'm isolating myself from others afraid to see my weakness...

Let's not get emotional I need to get Wendy first and I need to get out of here this place sucks, the people here are such whores, the smell stinks. I won't last long here.

I tried to squeeze myself in the dance floor hoping to see a glimpse of my best friend. As I make my way to the crowd I saw Wendy dancing with some stranger that looks like a drug addict.

I swear to god If that guy touches Wendy he'll be sleeping in the hospital.

Before I can even reach Wendy's hand I felt some pair of hands snaking around my waist.

I turned around to look at the bastard who dared to touch me.

"Hey there girl" He said and slowly leaned to my precious face.

Before his filthy lips land on my face I gave him a punch on his cheek making him stumble down on the floor.

I can see blood trailing down his nose while he touch it.

Everyone was surprised about what happened that even the music stopped playing.

As I make way to Wendy they made way for me. And the hell I'm hearing some whispers from people.

"What the heck did she just do"

"Well damn boi, she's pretty"

"Attention seeker"

"Is she going to some kids party? She dress like my mom"

Well that was insulting.

I grabbed Wendy's shoulder and dragged her to god know where knows. Before I could even reach the exit door. Someone grabbed my shoulders and face my self to someone.

And since I don't want to argue anymore. The hell I dont want to use my fists.

"What the fuck do you want?" I looked at the guy whose lips got blown up and his nose is running with blood.

Well great job Zennie. He looks fucking hideous.

"You're gonna pay for your shits" He grabbed my collar as he attempt to punch me.

Before he could even do that I grabbed the hands that's in my collar and twisted it. He groaned for pain.

God, those painful shrieks makes me want to hurt him more.

I grabbed his other hand and squeezed it hard. Blood was oozing at my nails that are buried to his fist.

Blood......

I probably let go of his hands and just punched hard right onto his nose and grabbed Wendy out the club.

Before I could even close the door I went to the guy and pulled out my wallet from my bag. I grabbed some thousands and flew it right to his face.

"Here's my payment for your hospital fees" I said and lightly slapped his face and completely went out.

Finding Wendy at a plant puking the hell out of her body. While me being a good friend patted her back and put her hair at her back.

"Is this your plan for your eighteenth birthday? Seriously" I said point at that damned club where she went to celebrate her eighteenth birthday.

"My god Wendy you're not even legal to this kind of stuff and how the fuck did you even entered that club!?" I shouted at her while she wiping away her mouth.

She's really immature for her age. She's been doing reckless things that even her parents doesn't even know. To the point I'm thingking that Does even her parents care?

After she finished cleaning her face she faced her direction at me while her head is looking down at the floor.

Ugghhhh I hate this feeling.

"Don't apologise" I said to her and patted her head and head towards the car that's beside us.

"I'm really sorry Zennie-ah I--" I cut off her words and blasted the radio loud.

We are on our way back to her house and I still can't get over the fact that I've got out of my shell again thanks to Wendy.

"Zennie about earl--" I shot her a glare telling her to shut up or I'll stop the car.

She's got no choice but to shut her mouth up until we get to her house.

Even though the radio is blasting so loud it feels like I can't hear it, my mind is occupied. The guy who yelled for help earlier, it keeps bothering me. I can't get it off mind and it feels weird that I'm craving for those pains.

"Zennie you should stop"

I felt a pang in my head as Wendy turned off the radio for good, she looked at me with concerned eyes as if she's asking me if I'm alright. I didn't bother to respond to her and just focused on my driving. I stepped on the pedal and run fast through the empty streets.

In a distance, Wendy's house is standing out among the others. It's tall it's obviously wide for a house. As we reached our destination I parked her car inside. She then immediately took off her seat belt and hurriedly got out of the car.