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Blood, Sweat, and Tears『Section 9』

  Blood, Sweat, and Tears『Section 9』  

"Why are we at a club and why are we entering through the back!", I whisper yelled, barely hanging on to Namjoon's hand. We were speed walking through a dark alley, obviously not my favorite place. If it were not for this dress, I wouldn't be struggling to walk.

"I told you. It's an illegal party, we need to be careful", he responded. I was still astonished how he could deal with my constant questions.

As we entered, the bass of the music flowed through my body in wave after wave. As the pungent sound bounced from wall to wall, I felt my body unconsciously move to the music while we were walking.

"You wanna ditch the party and stay here", Namjoon joked, holding on to my hand tightly.

"We should", I yelled over the insanely loud music. It smelled like sweat and alcohol but there was something about the atmosphere that made me want to stay. I wanted to completely let go of myself. 

Namjoon pushed open a gray metal door, reading "Employees Only". I was going to tell him not to but I decided it would be better to not question him. The stairs we walked down were dirty and unkept, with cobwebs lining the sides. I held up my dress, trying to prevent if from touching the filthy floor. As we walked further down this hallway and off the stairs, a two joint doors came into view.

"You ready?", he whispered to me.

I nodded without hesitation.

He held out his arm and I slid my arm into his, linking them. We both looked at each other and nodded.

"One two three", we mouthed, and swung the doors open at the same time. It was like slow motion, the doors swung open and the immense amount of people playing poker, drinking, and smoking slowly flooded into view. It was like a casino and hotel combined. The setting was extravagant and people were flooding

"Head up", he whispered into my ear, and he didn't have to tell me anything after that. With my head held high, I placed one foot after another, perfectly matching Namjoon's steps. All eyes were on us, and I could feel a specific gaze on me. I couldn't see them, but I knew they were here here. I didn't know how I knew but there was something telling me they were watching my every move.

"My parents are over there", Namjoon pointed to a couple standing in the middle of the hall. As soon as they saw us walking towards them, their faces lit up in joy.

"Hi Uncle", I wrapped my arms around his large figure. Namjoon's parents were both very important people and despite their riches, they still remained humble.

"Did he force you to come", his mom joked, laughing at Namjoon.

I nodded, laughing along with his mom. A feeling started to cloud my thoughts, and there was no way I could put it into words. I knew I was being watched. There was someone looking over me, and it bothered me to the point I wasn't able to speak properly.

"Namjoon I need to use the restroom", I whispered into his ear.

"Ok, let's go", I followed him as he led me through the crowd. There were so many different types of people. Some were respectable businessmen and some were down right thugs. This whole event was the representation of "not everything is what it seems".

"I'll stay out in the party, you know how to get back right?", he asked me.

"Yeah", I nodded.

"Just call me if anything comes up", and with that, Namjoon was out of sight. The hallways were extremely extravagant with blood red walls, gold lining, and green carpeting. I pushed open the glossy wood door, with gold lettering.

"FILLES". [women]

I splashed some water on my wrists and neck. The cold liquid felt refreshing against my hot skin. When I was finished giving myself a mini pep talk in front of the mirror, I felt like I was ready to walk out again.

Not even a couple steps out of the restroom, I felt a tight embrace wrap around my waist. In complete shock, I desperately tried to escape from their grasp.

"Let me go", I grunted, pushing their body away from mine. I was about to scream but a rough hand covered my mouth.

"Calm down princess".