vlog squad ~oneshots~ (discontinued)

save me

kinda vent but i got creative yknow?

tw: attempted rape, not graphic, but it's still mentioned

liza sat at her favorite club, same bad posture she develops when she's had a-few-too-many drinks. her head was in her hand as she sat zoned out, playing with an empty shot glass. her unclear thoughts were interrupted when the bartender sat two more shots in front of her. she quickly did both, the alcohol hardly burning her throat because she's had the practice.

when she was sober, all she did was think and/or cry. it was an endless cycle of misery until she would drink. after a few drinks, maybe some shots, and she wouldn't even consider being upset that her family hates or her exes abused her or that this was her first night homeless because the couch she was crashing on belonged to someone who happened to be very done with her shit.

she got up onto her extremely high heels, pulling her skirt down just far enough so it didn't expose her ass cheeks, random strangers can't have that, yet anyway. she fixed her small boobs, she was wearing a push-up bra but they still needed a little help. she pulled down her shirt, well it was basically a glorified bra, so more of her boobs were showing. grabbing her drink, she headed out to the dance floor.

a year ago, if you would have told liza that she'd be going to clubs alone and dancing without someone she knew by her side, or ass, she wouldn't believe you. but now she was dancing by herself. moving her hips in the sexiest way, for the entire club see. until someone grabbed her hips from behind.

it was toddy's birthday today. so david's friends were dragging him to a club in hopes that he would have some fun, but david was sure he wouldn't.

david hates clubs, his friends knew this about him. so why would they drag him to a club, even if it was for toddy's birthday? because toddy loved clubs. they'd just walked in and he already had two girls and a guy dancing around him, and he looked extremely pleased. kristen and scotty were already grinding all over each other. zane, heath, and mariah also looked like they were about to have a threesome then and there.

so that left david awkwardly standing alone, looking like a lost puppy.

he looked around the club, eyes stopping as they landing on a small, clearly very drunk girl.

she loved this. she didn't know who was grabbing her hips and ass, but she was dancing, in a haze. she was making out with a random girl. it was pretty much for fun, and for show, seeing as their mouths were basically open the entire time and very straight guys looked like they were about to orgasm in their pants. liza had her arms loosely hanging around the girl's neck, grinding her hips back against whoever still had their arms wrapped around liza's waist.

whoever it was had a dick, liza observed.

liza realized she still had her drink in her hand, she wondered how it hadn't all spilled everywhere yet.

she took a drink

and kept dancing

david couldn't stop watching the girl. not because of what she was wearing, or how she was dancing, although she was a really good dancer. he was entranced by her, the way he could almost sense her sadness, she was doing a great job of hiding it, but he could still feel it. he watched as he hands went above her head, and a guy behind her, not directly behind her, but he was behind her, put something in her drink.

instantly a wave or dread hit david.

he continued to watch, almost getting up to go over there immediately.