DEFYING MY MATES

Caught In The Act

Night beats, a popular club in our vicinity.

I stood underneath the dark sky lit with several tiny stars and clouds as if someone sprinkled crushed sugar and cotton candy knowingly. Releasing a deep breath, I sucked in the humid air.

Slinging her hand on my shoulder, excited for the night ahead, Nia pulled me towards the entrance where a long throng of people stood waiting in the line.

Jake's dad owned a lot of casinos and clubs in Italy. Night beats was one of them; the ultimate reason why the guards let us in without any trouble. Some girls glared daggers at us while the rest eyed with envy. The men stared intently at us as if they hadn't seen a girl for a long while. One could even see the lust and need in their eyes. Both Nia and I were blessed with looks. However, Nia was habitual of getting stared at while I found it awkward.

Jake saw the men eyeing her and put his hand protectively around Nia's waist as if to let them know who she belonged to. How cute, right?

As we entered the club, my eyes bulged out of my socket at the huge crowd cheering and dancing, people grinding on each other's bodies like horny teenagers.

One could go deaf, as the music was so loud. The club reeked of different colognes entangled with alcohol and sweat. Walking towards the bar, I linked my arms with Nia, as I felt a little awkward and out of place.

“Chill girl. No one’s going to murder you if that’s what you’re worried about.” she said, screaming near my ears and cackling at her own joke.

But, I might do it if I spent more than an hour here. I gave myself a little pep talk to boost my confidence, as I didn’t want to ruin their night. I hope it works because I’m not good with crowds, especially loud ones.

While they ordered a tequila and a bourbon for themselves, I ordered a piña colada since I knew I had a low alcohol tolerance, as I always puked my guts out after a shot or two.

Shamelessly, I gazed at the bartender's flawless movements, as he prepared our drinks to distract myself from the unfamiliar crowd.

Drinking her shot in a jiffy, Nia went to the dance floor swaying her hips to the beats while Jake eyed her moves with that kind of expression on his face; the expression that states I want to eat you.

Sipping my drink, I glanced at the huge crowd dancing, as I cursed myself in my head for giving in to Nia’s whims.

I noticed a man, in his 40s, was staring at me with his lustful gaze, as he sat a few feet away in the VIP lounge with a bunch of girls hovering around him. His left hand rested on a girl’s thigh, as he sipped his drink without breaking eye contact with me. Shivering in disgust, I turned around in hopes to forget that smug expression. What a weirdo?

Dressing up and everything was fun, but this, I don’t think I’m cut out for it. After watching for a few minutes, Jake went to God knows where.

I was left to fend for myself amidst hungry wolves eye r****g me from head to toe as if I was a delicacy. It’s going to be a very long night.

I thought I might enjoy my time playing games in my cell while I could. Grabbing the cell rested on the bar counter, I opened the hidden hotel app. It was one of my favorites; one has to search for a bunch of given stuff in a particular scene.

“What is a girl as hot as you doing by herself?” The same weirdo slurred, as he sat a little too close to my liking.

I hoped he wasn’t talking to me. While I peeked a little to my right, my assumptions were confirmed. He was definitely talking to me.

I thought if I ignored him, he might take a clue and push off. But, it seems he did have a degree of patience.

While I was in no mood to hold any conversation, he persisted, “Can I buy you a drink milady?”

“No, thanks. I’ll pass.” I declined as politely as I could while giving him a tight-lipped smile.

“I was mesmerized by your beauty when I laid my eyes on you. By the way, you look hot in this dress. Don’t you think it’s too loud in here? We can talk somewhere in private if you want.” he whispered in my ears, breathing down my neck in his not-so manly voice.

Sliding the bar stool, I planned to escape his perverted self. Suddenly, he stood up and tugged at my wrist. I rested my palms on his chest instinctively to prevent contact. I froze like a statue, as he slid his palms on my ass and cheeks, caressing my back in the process.

And I lost it.

The next second, I turned him around harshly. Grabbing his wrist, I bent it forcefully behind his back and caged him between the counter and my body. Others might have found it a comprising position, but it was me trying to hold myself before I f****d up his pretty little face.

And, it isn’t the first time I will be doing it. Believe me.

“I’m not interested in anything your puny little self has to offer. And get out of my sight, if you don’t want to be my canvas or I won’t mind creating a masterpiece tonight.” I threatened him while I gave him my best sinister smile for the wicked effect.

I stepped back as I let go of his wrist. I scrunch my nose in disgust, as he reeked of booze and sweat. How come I didn’t notice it earlier? Whatever.

Before I gave into the temptation of rearranging his face, I made my way to the restroom to calm down. Splashing my face with water, I took several deep breaths like my psychiatrist advised.

Staring at my soulless pale blue eyes in the mirror, I calmed down a bit. The trick always worked, as I found my eye color fascinating.

My face looked fine, as my makeup was waterproof.

Sighing, I wiped my hands with a tissue. Before I could even take a step towards the door, the same p*****t blocked my way with a sinister smile on his face, as if I was a damsel in distress and needed saving. He didn’t know how wrong he was to think that. I had better make him realize his mistake; the sooner, the better.

It’s a grand opportunity, as I was itching to beat the hell out of someone for some time. I might spend my precious time having fun with this piece of s**t.

“Precious, stop playing hide and seek with me. You know your assets are literally begging me for attention. Daddy will take care of you as you need. Don’t be shy and come to me, will you?” he smirked, licking his lips as he stepped towards me with a maniac gleam in his eyes.

“At least now I know, I won’t be wracked by guilt.” I murmured to myself while I loosened my muscles and took my stance to blow some steam.

“Huh….What are you going to do? Punch me? Do it. Hit me as hard as you can and I bet you will be disappointed with my endurance. But, after that, we will continue our little game. OK?” He mocked me, imitating a baby's voice as if he was talking to a child, leaning his right cheek a little towards me.

And that was a huge mistake. He should have run for the hills while he had the chance.

I punched him hard in the face. *c***k*

Oops, it seems someone’s going to have a broken nose, as I kind of forgot to restrain myself a bit…. or I did it knowingly.

He covered his bleeding nose with his hand while I tightly held on to his collar to prevent his downfall.

“You little bi....” * smack*

“I’ll report….”*whack*

And, he was lying on the floor semi-conscious. Pathetic, I didn’t even try to beat....ahh....forget it.

Now, I have to clean this huge mess before someone spots me with that sorry excuse of a man.

I held his wrists with my hands. As I was about to drag his heavy semi-conscious body near the basin, someone barged in to my horror.

“Nia” I whispered.