Edited Feb. 24, 2015
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Song is Centuries by Fall Out Boy cuz Bartholomew
~MJ~
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Bartholomew (1 hour before the raffle) -
"Dude! Come on! This club is freaking awesome! The chicks in that place are unbelievable! You need to get out of this," My bestfriend Chris Johns motioned to all of me with his hands. "Whatever it is, you need to get out of it and I, being the dashingly sexy bestfriend will help you."
"Look," I start standing up from my couch looking at him, I'm shorter than him, but I'm pretty tall, 6'5 while this beast is 6'8, unbelievable right? "I don't want to go to some club and get hammered then wake up and realize I did some random chick and then have her say those three dreaded words. I'm. Not. Going." I say looking him straight in the eyes, he grins mischievously with a glint of evil in his eyes.
'Great.'
~~~~~~~~15 minutes later~~~~~~~~~~~
"I cannot believe you did that." I state holding my jaw groaning in pain.
After I said I wasn't going, he challenged me to a wrestle thing but in reality, he just picked me up and threw me out the door, when I tried to get back in he punched me in the face and shoved me out the door to our small house we split and into his green mazda chuckling murmuring, "too easy."
~~~~~~~~~~~~10 minute car ride later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"The Love Club? Seriously?" I question looking at the him bstanding on the side walk in dark jeans, converse, and his leather jacket. A glint of humor in his green eyes look at me and motion me to follow him. Me being the responsible 25 year old I am, I followed him past the crowd trying to get it and into a small alley leading to the back door, open with no bouncer there.
'Strange" I think to myself walking in the club, Arctic Monkeys flood into my ears as we walk towards the bar.
I notice that only one girl is at the bar watching the crowd dancing pretty dirty.
Not my style, so I decide to let Chris go get me a drink as I go back outside to light a cigarette. Once I walk back in I searched for Chris who didn't get my drink to me.
Once I found that dumb blonde, I see him talking to that girl, 'who wears glasses to a club? Ever heard of contacts?' I think to myself watching the girl blow him off after he says one thing and begin to walk to the door but Chris stops her and says something, his eyes go darker when he says it and she stops and walks back to the bar.
"Dude, what'd you say to her?" I ask him looking in my leather pockets of my jacket for my phone, I left it, crap.
He shrugs and begins walking to the dance floor to dance with some chicks, I groan loudly and go to a corner by the stage. That stupid raffle I heard Chris talk about on our drive here should be announced soon, he told me he put my name in it, freaking idiot.
"Hey baby, what you doin all alone? Want some company?" A high pitched voice said trying to be seductive, I look at her, shes short with brown hair with yellowish highlights and hazel eyes. I look behind her and see Chris looking at her, I know he wants her so like the gentleman I am, I turn her down and show her Chris, she walks away towards Chris and they go sit at a table, in seconds, they're already eating eachothers faces.
I chuckle but stop when I notice that chick with the glasses walk to Chris and that other girl, 'dang shes tall, long legs, wow' I think to myself watching her pull her friend off Chris and head towards the bar.
I keep watching them and once the brunette slurrs something to the chick with glasses, she shrugs and sits back.
'What the heck?' I ask myself as the announcer comes up to the stage and begins talking about the raffle and how the prize is backstage and how there's one guy and one girl who win.
I drone him out and wait to leave, but as soon as he says my name I stop moving and look towards the stage to see the man staring directly at me, 'how'd he know it was me?' A
ll of the sudden I feel hands on my back pushing me towards the stage and I shoot a glare at Chris who is grinning like the cheshire cat.
Once I'm on stage, he announces the girls, "Mona Stevens" was all I heard looking around for any shocked faces, I don't see any in the dancing crowd so I look past them and see the chick with glasses looking at the announcer with wide eyes.
I smirk thinking, 'this should be fun.' Once the girl is on stage, the announcer leads us to the back of the stage and down a hall, but then he stops and turns to look at us and grins with an evil glint in his eye, I open my mouth to say something but I hear a muffled scream and look to see the girl being held by a guy with a cloth over her face, in seconds the same happens to me but this guy is a beast. He's definitely taller than me and stronger.
I try to fight back, but everything went black.
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Thank you for reading!
~MJ~
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