Hazel's POV~
"All the light collected in her pupils diminished when she found darkness"
Colours to me are the most uncomplicated part of reality. Simple and fair. They weren't stuck up or filled with drama like we humans. I strongly believe that however, the creation story played out, colours came first. As a child, I found fairytales boring and unnecessarily cliché.
Perhaps I knew too early that there would be no trusting prince charming to sweep me off my feet someday. No, life was plain, simple, and boring and I found delight in family and when family failed me, I became truly colourful.
Humans are creatures unable to break loose from the bondage of their desires. It didn't matter who lost or died as long as the end game brought more wins.
This was the world I used to hate but grew to love. A world where laws are upheld by the powerless but bent by the powerful. In this world of twists and turns, colors were my only escape.
Over the years, my love for colors has been described as an obsession by colleagues and acquaintances. It was almost like I couldn't get enough of them, my life was a void overflowing with streams of colors.
The nighttime was my best time. It was a time when I got to be whoever I wanted to be, it was an escape from my sad reality.
The loud noise from the sparse nightclub could be heard even from the deserted garage on which I stood. I puffed one last smoke from my lit cigarette before crushing it underneath my feet.
Walking back into an old rundown bus which I overtime converted to a dressing room, I slammed the door behind me making sure the curtains were closed. I stumbled towards a lamp I had bought some months back switching it on. The once-dark room was lit up with a series of colors bringing the room to life. The room was dirty and untidy, with clothes hanging from one corner to another. I made a mental note to myself to clean up tomorrow. The room contained only a wardrobe in one corner, a small fridge that was rarely used in another, and in the middle a couch. On the couch, lay the clothes I was to use for the night, and beside it sat a pair of my favourite stilettos. I sighed as I moved around throwing as many clothes as I could into a laundry basket before prepping for the evening.
After some minutes spent on my face and hair, I pulled on the bright red matching pair of lingerie along with some ornaments. As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. I wasn't a narcissist but I knew beauty when I saw one and it was me. My wavy long red hair highlighted the colour of my hazel eyes making me even sexier. Before leaving, I pulled on my black jacket which I always wore for occasions like this.
As I stepped into the building I was hit with the familiar smell of sweaty bodies and flashing lights. I walked towards the bar smiling as I saw who was behind the counter.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in," whistled Nick as I settled on a seat resting my arms on the counter. I chuckled as I waved back feeling my shoulder relax at the sight of the familiar face.
"So, no grumpy Gracie?" I asked, smiling cheekily at him. Gracie was the other bartender who was meant to be here tonight. I wasn't as close to her as I was with Nick but she was okay. At least compared to some other girls I had come across in the club.
" I guess we are doing business here tonight?" he asked, ignoring my question while attending to a customer on my right.
"Yeah," I replied silently, turning to observe the party around me. The place was packed tonight. I could barely see the faces of anyone.
"Wow, this place is crowded." I couldn't help but notice that the place was unusually filled for a Friday night.
"Oh yeah, a VVIP is present."
"VVIP?" I asked while looking over to the VIP lounge. Two buff-looking guys stood at the entrance blocking anyone from entering. That wasn't a surprise though seeing as most celebrities and people of power came here for clubbing. Analysing the guys I could tell that they weren't regular bouncers or bodyguards. They both had this look that could make anyone approaching turn on their heels but not me. This girl was always up for a challenge, I thought, smiling to myself.
"Woah Woah!" Nick exclaimed, drawing back my attention to him as if sensing what I was about to do. That was why I kept him around, he knew me quite well.
"Wait," he called out but I had pulled off my jacket making my way towards the lounge. I stopped at a table grabbed a glass of whiskey from a cute-looking guy, and smiled at him before drowning it in one go.
I needed a booster and alcohol was the perfect recipe for that.
I winked at the cute man before walking off making sure to sway my hips more than usual.
Making my way over to the big guys, I observed them as I got closer trying to read their body language. The one on the right looked bored, his eyes stuck in the corner watching a group of guys drinking. The other one analyzed me as he saw me approaching before whispering something to the bored-looking guy drawing his attention to me.
"Hey there," I smiled cheekily at both of them before trying to walk past them but the second guy stopped me gesturing for me to go back.
"Excuse you?" I asked, turning to him, raising an eyebrow while still smiling of course.
"Ma'am no one is allowed here tonight," he said, looking directly at me, not fazed by my charms. He spoke with an accent I couldn't quite pinpoint.
"Well, I was told I'm needed here," I said, rolling my waves between my fingers trying to act bored.
"Who told you that?" He tried asking but I cut him off.
"Why don't you go in and ask? You might as well let me get through and see for yourself." They both turned toward each other unsure of what to say or do.
"Tick tock..." I smiled at them knowing they had already succumbed to my charms. They both shifted uncomfortably creating a passage for me into the lounge.
"Thanks, gentlemen," I whispered as I walked past them.
All eyes were on me as I walked seductively to the pole in front of the lounge. As I took my place on the dimly lit centre stage brushing my fingertips against the pole I let my eyes wander around the room. On the table in the centre sat bottles of expensive-looking wines. One man was holding a pen about to sign a piece of paper in front of him but paused when he saw me enter. Underneath the darkness I loved, I let myself loose moving around like a seductress. I didn't have to try much seeing as they were all watching me. There were about nine men in the room including some guards standing on their side. I swing my body around the cold metal swaying my hips perfectly from side to side. I was a predator in search of prey but for now, I would let them enjoy and watch to their fill for my time will come. I was an enchantress casting a spell distracting them from my mission.
As the music grew louder, the room grew hotter. I lost myself in the power I wielded right here. The men as usual looked rich and sophisticated, nothing I wasn't used to.
Jimmy, the club owner, watched me with a smirk through the rim of his glass. In this club, I was the favourite, that one person above every other girl. My years of hard work and beauty indeed paid off.
As I turned, lifting a leg up across the metal, I locked eyes with the most intimidating personality in the room. He watched me with hooded eyes not showing any emotion yet daring me to say, "do your worst" and I was thrilled about the challenge. He seemed different from every other person I had come across in a long time. I smirked and raised my legs, my eyes still locked on him. The intensity of the room doubled even more as I added more moves to my sways. He leaned back still eyeing me while licking his lips.
The whole erupted into applause as the music ended. I could feel the lustful gazes I was getting but my mind was already set on my prey. I turned to see him gesturing his fingers for me but I ignored him and turned to Jimmy with a smile before walking out of the room.