Under A Dark Cloud

Chapter 7

I am now sitting in one of the stools inside the club, nursing the drink in my hand as I waited for Ashlyn to come back after being called in for something. She told me it was something important and she'll be right back to dance with me.

Instead of just having fun by myself, I'm just here waiting for my friend to come back. I don't really like spending too much time in a crowd. It scares the hell out of me when somebody suddenly grabs your hips and grinds to you. So, better to play it safe than sorry is what I always say.

And being in a club doesn't help when you are alone. Not when a lot of guys suddenly come up to you, say some cheesy or dirty pick up line or ask me to dance or another drink, then there's you trying to decline their offers politely and a bit more forceful when they are persistent.

Yes, I could've been rude to them but that would lead to disaster because 1. Never provoke a drunk person because shit will go down and 2. This is a really loud club and I don't think someone will care if I started screaming because the music will just drown out my screams or they'll think I'm just really drunk and that person carrying me is just trying to help me.

" Come on. Where are you, Ashlyn? Come back and dance with me, " I sang a lyric from the song " Shut up and dance " as I joked to myself, trying to light up my uneasiness as I look over the crowd, trying to find her.

Giving up, I tend to my drink and took a sip, still feeling the burning heat it leaves after it goes down my throat. I cringe at the bitter alcoholic aftertaste in my mouth. I placed my cup down in the table as a female bartender suddenly took my cup as my eyes widened and called out to her,

" Uhm, hey- Wait, I wasn't finished with it yet! Please bring it back- "

She returned with a glass full of pink juice in it, decorated with a mint leaf and a slice of strawberry and kiwi. She placed the drink in front of me and grinned,

" Here. This one is better and sweeter. Seeing that look from customers who can't take strong alcoholic beverages, I recommend them this. Try it. It's one of my latest concoctions in this. "

I gently pushed back the drink for her as I apologized, " Thank you but I really can't take this. I didn't exactly bring money with me tonight and this drink looks expensive- "

" Chill. Someone paid it for you and urge me to give it to you if you didn't refused it. Don't worry and just enjoy the drink, " She smiled at me as she took empty glasses off the table as she set it down and asked,

" You're not from around here, aren't you? Not that I remember anybody who came in and out of this club but I've kind of noticed that you're intimidated by this kind of place. You've got that innocent look but I'm not sure though but you're not like the new timid bitches who goes here, shy and all, and after taking a sip of vodka, they turn wild and crazy then dancing everywhere, doing their thing with their asses and- "

" Woah, too much information but thank you for the drink though, " I gave her a smile as I lift the drink to my lips and took a sip, sweet fruity and minty flavors bursting in my mouth as I was amazed with the flavor combination.

" Good, right? " The female bartender asked as I nodded as I asked her before she tended to other people.

" So, who was the guy who paid for this drink for me? "

She grinned and shrugged as she left, leaving me questioning who the guy is and she didn't even tell me if it's a guy guy or a girl just with the calling it like " This guy " or " Hi, guys " and you get the point.

I mentally thanked whoever paid for my drink as I enjoyed it and started to loosen up a little because of the alcohol inside the drink.

' Maybe I should really loosen up and dance a little. The night is young and Ashlyn hasn't come back in a long time, so what's better than to waste my time just sitting in this club? '

Feeling a little brave, I took a good gulp of my drink as the alcohol started to boost my courage as I stood up and walked to the dance floor.

The song changed as I got in the dance floor as the people around me started to dance around. Dancing in every way I can, I smiled as I let loose in dancing and swayed to the beat of the music. I don't know what my dance moves are but I sure hell don't care because I'm having too much fun.

I was too busy enjoying myself to realize someone had place his hands on my hips as he moved to the beat and in synch with my moves. Instead of being startled or alarmed by this action like I hoped I would be, I didn't mind it at all as I danced with my new dance partner.

That was when he took it too far. He started to grind on me as I fought myself calm myself, telling myself that it's just for fun until I felt one of his hands cup my ass and the other started to my front, lowering it down.

Before I stop and remove myself from him, someone placed a hand in his shoulder and gripped it. That's when I saw the same cool vibrant green eyes that still haunts my dreams ever since that morning.

" The f*ck? " The guy who held me turned around, scowling at him, trying to shrug off his hand off of him.

" Put your hand back or I'll put it back for you, " He warned, his voice low and serious.

" Why should I? This bitch here is mine. Go find some other slu- "

The man was immediately cut off as he grabbed the man's neck, cutting off his oxygen supply, as his face darkened as he snarled at him.

" Do not ever call her a bitch. I repeat. Never call her your bitch or any f*cking word that comes from your mouth because God, help me, I can murder someone of trash like you. "

I was taken back in horror when he could say about murdering someone so easily and the look he had was serious and was filled with such killing intent to the point I was now afraid of him. From what I thought was kind and gentle to someone whom I did not recognize that morning at all.

He let go of the man's neck as the man slumped down in the dance floor and wheezed out as he gasped for air while holding his neck with his hand in pain. The man looked around us to see that there were only few onlookers but they turned their gaze somewhere else as if nothing happen while others were oblivious to what happened in the dance floor. The man cursed as he scrambled to his feet and disappeared into the sea of dancing people.

As He turned to me, his facial expression softened but there was still anger and disappointment in his eyes. He took a step forward as I flinched and took a step back. As I opened my eyes, I saw his pained expression as he tried to take a step forward to me again.

" I-Is it true? " I managed, " Can you really murder someone for saying bad things about me? "

" My love.... you are not worthy of such filthy words they call you nor they have the right to claim you as their own... " He spoke in a soft gentle tone, afraid that I will fear him even more.

I melted at his words when he called me his love and the message that he'll protect me as well as claim me as his own and it felt like the world around us was in slow motion, only just the two of us until I realized as the world started to move around us again.

" But you don't even know me, " I whispered loud enough for him to hear me over the loud music.

He closed the distance between us as he placed his hands on my hips as he bent over to whisper in my ear,

" Dance for me, mi amore. I didn't have to know you because the moment you looked at me with those golden hazel eyes, I knew i was f*cked, " He admitted, turning me " PlDance like what you did before that bastard had his filthy hands on you. "

" You were watching me? I thought you weren't here in this club. "

" And so did I. I never expected you to be here and yes, I've been watching you the moment you came out of those black doors. " His eyes darkened as he continued, " What have I told you about you being all alone, especially in this place, looking so f*cking sexy and hot while wearing that type of dress where every man can stare and fantasize about you in their beds when they get home and jack off to you. "

There was nothing I could say because the words where lodged in my throat and the only thing i could reply to him is but to danced for him as he requested.

His gaze darkened even more as he whispered, his hot breath fanning my neck as I shivered, already wet and wanting him,

" Just dance for me, mi amore. Show me what you can do with your body. "