Drugs&Money

3-wasted

Isabelle's POV

After about an hour of getting ready, running back and forth between our apartments, stealing each other's makeup, and taking a bunch of pictures, we were finally ready to get fucked up. and maybe even fucked? who knows?

I got into my car and Zoe sat beside me, leaving Nora in the backseat.

We hadn't decided on where we were going yet but Nora suggested that we 'go with the flow'.

It only took about fifteen minutes to find a club that seemed somewhat interesting.

We got out of my car and walked towards the entrance. The bouncer had asked for ID and luckily I remembered to bring it with me.

When we entered the club, it was lit up with multiple coloured lights and smelt like pure alcohol and smoke.

"First round of drinks are on you Izzy." Zoe said with a big grin on her face.

I rolled my eyes but nodded and walked over to the bar. "One sex on the beach and two pink gins please."

The bartender gave me a thumbs up and I sat down on the stool beside Nora.

When we got our drinks, they were gone within seconds. This happened again and again but to be honest, I wasn't mad. Nor surprised.

"I'm going to the toilet." Zoe spoke and Nora lifted her arm quickly. "wait for me" she said as she took one last sip of her drink.

I laughed at them before turning in my seat. I could already feel the alcohol in my system at this point but it wasn't too bad.

Yet.

I waited a while before getting bored and picking up my purse. I strolled towards the dance floor and a bunch of sweaty bodies.

If I was sober right now, this would not be happening. I wouldn't be dancing in the middle of a huge club with complete strangers.

But here I am and here id be staying until i needed a cigarette.

which was now.

I walked out the back exit and pulled out a cigarette. I lit it and stood against the wall. It was cold outside and all i had on was a skimpy black dress so i knew i wouldn't be out here long before those two got back.

A couple people passed by but not many. The fresh air felt nice. That was before I felt a presence next to me.

Now it wasn't so nice.

This is why you don't wonder off alone Isabelle.

Idiot.

I turned to face whoever was stood beside me and I didn't recognise them at all. His eyes were dark brown and he looked scruffy as if he lived on the streets. And not to judge but he didn't quite smell like roses or any other flower for that matter.

"Can i help you, sir?" I questioned. He didn't reply. Instead, he just stood staring at me.

Not creepy at all...

I sighed and without thinking twice I dropped my cigarette on the floor, stomped it out with my heel, and walked back inside.

I thought that maybe going into a crowd full of people would get this man to leave me alone.

Mission failed.

Wasted.

I looked behind me and noticed that he was still following me.

I walked back over to the bar. To be honest I wasn't scared, It just felt a little creepy.

The bartender was on the other side so I waited for him to come back over to order myself another drink.

"Isabelle?"

My head quickly turned to whoever was beside me.

"Mitchel?"

He was dressed in different clothes from before and he was sitting at the bar alone.

He nodded. "Yeah, hi. You're...drinking?" He asked and I nodded too.

"Yeah, so are you." I was quite shocked to see him here and I doubt my surprise went unnoticed. He whistled to the bartender before turning back to face me.

"Everything okay?" He questioned as the bartender filled up our glasses.

I looked around and noticed that the guy was gone before smiling at Mitchel.

"There was some creepy guy following me." I spoke. He sighed, obviously used to the creepy idiots around here.

"Anyways, why are you so surprised that I'm drinking?" I said with a slight laugh.

"You work for a big company and I just assumed-" he started but was cut off by another voice.

"Dude. There you are." Christian spoke and I couldn't tell if he was drunk or not.

He leaned on the bar and waited for Mitchel to reply.

"I've been here the whole time kras." Mitchel replied. He chuckled at Christians stupidness and then turned to face me.

"Remember isabelle?" He spoke, patting my shoulder.

"Yeah of course i do." Christian said as he walked towards me. He opened his arms wide waiting for me to hug him.

He must have been drunk.

But eventually, i did hug him. "it was lovely to meet you earlier uhhh..."

"Isabelle, and it was lovely to meet you too christian." I spoke as he smiled and sat down on a stool beside me.

"Made some new friends Izzy?" Zoe spoke from behind me. I turned to face her and smirked.

"Yes, at work earlier."

It took her a minute to figure it out but when she did, her eyes were as wide as they could possibly be.

"THATS THE BAND?!" She yelled and I hit her arm in response.

"Ouch."

Mitchel laughed at our little interaction before speaking. "You've been talking about us huh?" He raised his eyebrow and my cheeks grew red. Was i really blushing right now? get a grip.

"I tell her about everyone I work with" I responded. He pretended to take offence to my response and placed his hand on his heart.

"Wheres Clinton?" Christian interrupted. His eyes wondered around the whole club before he finally found him.

"who's that with him?" He laughed before pointing over to clinton. He was chatting with someone and they sat directly ahead of us.

"wait isn't that-"

NORA?!

That's my girl.

I mean-

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