She looked up at the enormous building in front of her, the crowd bustling, people waiting in line to enter the club.
Surprised, she asked " you brought me to a club?" Raising her eyebrow at Fiona, her dark silky locks of hair blowing in the wind.
Fiona rolled her eyes, holding her hands to her mouth. "Oops, I toooootally forgot to mention it to you" she said feigning forgetfulness.
"I was thinking more of a fancy dinner or something, just us two" alara said, she was feeling conscious of herself in the dress she was putting on, her cleavages was protruding and it was a tight fit she was also uncomfortable being in places like this.
"Oh please" she giggled, "why do you think I begged you to put on that dress? You look so pretty! I'm sure a lot of guys will swoon over you and we might get a couple of free drinks, thanks to you. Just trust me, it will be fun ok? I promise" Fiona said trying to convince Alara.
She rolled her eyes crossing her arm under her chest, making her cleavages more visible. " How many times do I have to tell you that I am not interested in them?" Alara snapped
"Are you sure about that?" Fiona asked, giving her friend's breast a pointed look. Alara looked at her breast and laughed. "You know I didn't mean for that to happen and besides this dress is so god-damned tight!".
Fiona shook her and led then into the club. Alara was taken aback by the crowd and the boom of the music which made her feel like heart was inside her throat. She blinked several time to trying to adjust her eyes to the flashing lights of the club. The club was packed full with people who were dancing, drinking and making out. She started to feel uneasy.
Fiona noticed her friend's uneasiness, so she dragged her over to the bar to get some drinks to call her nerves. A few men at the bar started eyeing, giving them perverted looks, she saw one sending her a wink.
"5 shots of vodka each please" Fiona yelled to bartender, in which he went to go get ready. Alara's head snapped to Fiona, almost causing her a whiplash. "EH?!! NO WAY" she shouted, eyes wide. She wasn't a fan of alcohol knowing she was a light drinker
"Oh c'mon! Just for tonight ok?" Fiona said giving her the puppy eye looks. She laughed and said "you look ridiculous. Ok fine, just for tonight" she agreed as the next day was weekend and they could sleep in.
After the bartender served them their shots, Fiona handed a shot to Alara, urging her to drinking it. She humphed, shooting her a glare, before lifting the glass to her mouth, causing her to wince at the taste. Fiona did the same, gagging over the burning sensation at the back of her throat.
After 30 painfully long minutes, the were able to finish all their shot, with watery eyes and Alara's head bobbing back and forth.
"Let's dance" Fiona dragged her staggering friend to the dance floor. Squeezing in-between people so the could have a space to dance.
With the alcohol already taking a toll on Alara, she started swaying her hips seductively, running her hands through her hair, allowing her to loose herself to the beat. Her head spinning and becoming fuzzier by the second.
Fiona started grinding up on some random stranger, when all of a sudden Alara felt a tight grip on her waist, grinding up against her and pressing her to their crotch causing her to gasp and wiggle her way out of the person's hands, she turned around to find a drunk muscular bald guy, dancing behind her.
"Hey sexy, why don't we have a little fun tonight" the bald man said, he reeked of alcohol. Alara felt disgusted and uncomfortable.
"No, thank you, am fine by myself" she quickly rejected his offer
"Oh common, don't tell me you didn't like it when I was grinding up against you" he pressured. She felt so disgusted, she wanted to throw up. She was feeling so fuzzy
"Leave her the fuck alone, she clearly said she's not interested" Fiona snapped at the man, glaring daggers at him.
"Alright. I just wanted to have some fun" he said before walking away
"I'm going to the restroom, I'll be right back" she couldn't handle the feeling anymore.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Fiona asked, she shook her head saying it was fine. She nodded and continued grinding up against the stranger guy. Alara rolled her eyes before turning to look for the restroom.
After pushing through the crowds, she was feeling fuzzier than ever, confused on which way to go. She saw a stairs leading upstairs by her right, so she decided to just take it.
When she reached the top of the stairs, she felt her body temperature become hotter and her heart rate quickened, she turned to her left and kept moving like something was calling her and she couldn't control where her legs were taking her.
Suddenly a spicy-vanilla, yet refreshing scent wafted into her nose, reducing the rate of her heartbeat and calming her nerves until she no longer felt the need to throw up.
She followed the source of the fragrance, totally forgetting about going to restroom. She came to stand in front of a glass door where the fragrance was more prominent.
She pushed it open, poking her head inside to see if there was anyone inside. Seeing that there was no one inside, she thought to turn back but curiosity got the best of her and she entered inside. From inside the room she could see everything happening inside the club. As the walls were made of glass
She suddenly heard movement behind and turned around, scared that she was in trouble. What she saw, was something she never expected