Crazy Dysfunctional Night Pt-2
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Chapter 5 – Crazy Dysfunctional Night Pt-2
"Cheers, girls!" Liv says while raising her shot.
"Cheers," Ally and I say before clinking our glasses together.
"So… what is the plan?" Liv asks me.
"You leave and distract her with your classic flirting while we sneak out the back but not before we play that little home video we made last time we got drunk," I explain.
"Ah, so if my flirting fails, which I doubt, it will." She smirks out. "Then listening to Ally and you drunken sing will shortly convince her you guys are still in there and not on your way to the club we are heading to. Whelp, hopefully, it works." She says before taking another shot and lowering her top to show off her cleavage.
"Oh, let's meet at that park and then get a uber," Liv adds before she slips out the front door.
"Come Ally, it's time you show me where you hid that video," I smirk out; she rolls her eyes in reply.
"Argh, finally getting your wish to see that embarrassing night again." She jokes.
"Well, we won't be sticking around to watch it, so you can relax. It might even drive Miss Young's bodyguard crazy."
"One could hope," Ally mutters as she leads me to her room.
"I searched your room a hundred times. No way it is in here." I stress out.
"AH, see, you don't know all the hiding places in this house," she says before leaning down and prying a floorboard open to show the last copy of our previous epic night out.
I just laugh out in response to her hiding spot. Memories flash through my head, reminding me of this hiding spot. Yet another lost memory.
"Only if I had remembered that hiding spot before tonight," I sigh out.
"Wait, what do you mean? You remembered something?"
"Not much, but yep," I say, popping the 'P.'
"Let's get moving; Liv won't have much time left before the bodyguard lady gets suspicious." Ally says before rushing out of the room.
"Freya, grab our stuff and meet me at the back door." Ally whisper yells.
I feel like someone in a movie, and it is kind of exciting. I haven't stopped to think about the consequences she will give me, but I am my own person, and she can't control me.
The beauty of our plan is that a friend of mine hooked the house up with this incredible surround sound during our last party that will help sell the act if we get the volume right.
"Freya, let's go," Ally pulls me out of my head and the back door.
We don't utter a single word until we reach the park. When we get there, we can't find Liv.
"Do you think she is still trying to flirt?" Ally asks.
"I think she is just cementing our alibi," I whisper while getting in the swing.
After 10 minutes, we finally see Liv.
"What bloody took you so long?" I ask while shivering.
"Sorry, she was just too beautiful to leave, plus I was helping convince her that you two are wonderful drunks." She smirks out.
We reply with laughter.
"I ordered an uber on my way here. It should be here in a sec," she explains while pushing me on the swing.
After I was released from the hospital, the first thing she did was take me to this park and precisely this. The first memory that returns to me was of us as kids taking turns pushing each other and coming up with our dreams.
"I know what you are thinking, Freya, but now isn't the time for the past. It's time for us to party." She whispers.
"Come on, girls, the uber is here." Ally yells at us.
We quickly jump up and run to meet her at the car. With that, we head to the club, ready for a night to forget all our worries, at least for tonight. I wouldn't wish it to be any longer for anyone.
Not surprising that Liv knows the bouncer, so we can go straight in.
"Time to get drunk, girls," Liv says before linking arms with us and pulling us to the bar. She orders nine shots of tequila. Once we drown down the shots, we head to the dancefloor to let loose.
We sway and bop to the music. Dancing on each other, not paying attention to anyone around us. Guys try to approach us, but once they realise we aren't interested, they turn their attention to other women.
Although once Ally notices a guy that actually draws her attention and leaves us to dance with him. Liv and I soon pair off with some girls who were eyeing us off since we arrived.
I grind on the girl to the music while she grabs my hips pulling me closer to her.
"Do you want a little something to get this party really started?" she asks in my ear.
"After this song, I whisper back." She agrees by nibbling at my neck and pulling me closer. But just as the song comes to an end, her presence behind me disappears and is replaced with someone else, taller. I freeze and try to pull away from them, but they just tighten their hold on me.
"I remember telling you that you weren't allowed out, little girl." Miss young whispers into my ear before biting it. I hiss in pain before trying to escape her hold. She releases me for a second only to grab my hand and pull me towards the exit. I try and fight her, but my intoxicated self is no match for her strength. Just before we leave, I notice my friends lost in their dance partners worlds.
I can't say I am surprised when we emerge from the club too, she a limo waiting. She drags me straight to the waiting car before pushing me in. Most people are too drunk to notice anything is amiss, and the bouncers seem to be looking the other way thanks to some money that her driver is giving them right this second.
"Y-"
"Don't speak, little girl," she growls before pulling me onto her lap.
"I clearly remember telling you that you weren't allowed to go out tonight," she growls into my ear.
"Well, I remember telling you that you don't get to boss me around. I am my own person, who controls her own life."
"Hmm, we shall see about that." She whispers into my ear before flipping me over and pulling my skirt up.
"What are you doing? Please let me go. Don't touch me," I stress out while trying to get out of her grip. She grabs the back and my neck keeping me in place.
"I didn't want to punish you so early since getting you back, but I do not tolerate disobedience" I try to focus on her words, but my world is spinning, and I only really catch the punishment part.
*Smack*
"Ah ow. Please no," I plead, trying to escape; her grip on my neck only tightens in reply.
"Be my good little girl and behave."
*SMACK**SMACK**SMACK*
By now, I am a whimpering mess.
"Only one more," she whispers. She teases me in suspense, rubbing my bottom. Soon her hand leaves my backside only to slam back down.
*SMACK*
"Ouch," I whimper from the power of the last blow.
She rubs my sore bottom before pulling my skirt back down and finally allowing me up. I quickly push away from her and head to the other side of the car. When my radiating bottom hits the seat, I hiss from the pain.
"I don't mean to cause you harm, but like I said, I will not let you break my rules. Which you did tonight." She informs.
"How did you even know where I was or that I had left my house?"
"Your trick was quite impressive, but I had informed my bodyguard to check in on you throughout the night. Imagine her surprise that the drunken singing was actually coming from the TV, not the two people who were still meant to be inside their house. Once I knew you had escaped, it wasn't hard to track your phone and come pick you up." She informs me.
"That is an invasion of my privacy." I protest.
"Like I said, you are mine, and I am only after protecting you. Anything could have happened tonight."
"I have been clubbing a million times before, and nothing has happened. I am quite able to take care of myself." I point out.
"If that was true, you wouldn't have decided to get completely drunk tonight."
"I wasn't that drunk, and it's not like I was taking…." I stop myself before looking down.
"Finish that sentence."
"I rather not," I say before looking out the window.
"Or maybe we should talk about that fact that you let another person touch what is mine." She growls before cornering me.
"So which one would you like to discuss?" she pushes.
"Um… I rather not talk at the moment." I try to sound confident with my reply.
"That's wasn't an option. But since you are under the influence, we will finish this talk in the morning," she says as the car comes to a stop.
"Where are we?" I question.
"We are at one of my places in the city. Now come along, it's time we turn in for the night," she says while holding her hand out, expecting me to let her lead me away.
"Don't make me throw you over my shoulder like an insubordinate little child." She growls as a warning.
Seeing no other option but to comply, I stumble out of the car; Into her arms.
"I won't let it happen again, little dove, I promise." She whispers as I pass out in her arms.
What was her accident? Do Freya and Julietta know each other or have a past that has been long forgotten?
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