dark scars

The nightclub

It was dark out, the moon was coming out as i walked down the alley way towards the nightclub, my friends where there if you even called them friends, i knew them a little and they got me in to the club. It wasn't the most popular club in town, but i dont give a shit i like it.I had black skinny jeans on with a monochrome striped crop top, My long black hair tied up eyeliner over my chocolate brown eyes.I wasn't here to meet someone i was here to get away you could ask from what but really it was just life. When i was seventeen , my life was twisted upside down everything went wrong and i am still picking up the pieces it has taken so long now that i am nineteen. I couldnt change what happened to me i had the scars i mean literally i had a scar on my stomarch. As i got to the door of the club the security gaurd asked me for my ID i gave it quickly then gave him the money and enetered the dark club the music bounced of the walls it was familiar though i was always here nearly every night dancing to the music, taking shots i guess just ding whatever a nineteen year old does.When it comes to relationships though they where short and sweet nothing serious.The music had rhythm i knew some of the songs which i heard them playing from the other nights most of the songs sounded the same, some guy came over to me and started dancing with me i let him , we moved to the beat staring at each other but after a while i just walked away and went to the bathrooms. The toilets smelled, they were dirty i looked in the mirror my eyeliner had smudged my cheeks where flushed but other than that i looked fine  almost.

I walked out of the club back towards my small apartment which was only a few blocks away from the club, i climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor, opened the door and turned the lights on uh i was so tired i went to the kitchen made myself a cup of coffee.I jumped into bed without even putting on my pjs, i slept straight away