Purify Me

15

EPISODE 15.

Diana's POV: Trouble at the bar

I sat down in front of the mirror, and Sia started applying makeup.

"Please, I don't want heavy makeup," I said, remembering how heavy Sia usually did her own, which made her chuckle from behind me. I've loved makeup since the sixth grade, which reminded me of my childhood dream: being a fashion model. I know I have the shape and curves every guy dreams of, but I usually hide it with baggy clothes.

Sia gasped, looking at me. She truly looked shocked by how good I looked. The word 'stunning' would be an understatement; I looked prettier than any famous model.

I was wearing an off-shoulder red tight dress that nearly reached my knees. My curves popped out beautifully. My hair was styled in a beautiful bun design, and my heels were red, matching the outfit. The makeup was light, just as I wanted. Sia kept staring and complimenting my figure.

"The way I'm eyeing you, it makes me think of being a lesbian, even if it's just for one night," Sia said honestly, her eyes darkened with lust.

"I'll take that as a compliment, Sia," I replied, feeling flattered by my friend's words.

"Seriously, Diana, you are too pretty to be human. It's like I'm staring at a fallen goddess." I blushed at the amazing compliment from Sia.

"Thanks, Sia, you don't look bad either. We look like equals as friends," I replied.

Sia shook her head, disagreeing. "No, you look way better, and I feel like your right-hand woman," she insisted, still giving me dark, admiring stares.

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Bryan has been staring at me since we left the house. He arrived at my place a few minutes ago. When his eyes first landed on me, I could tell he was enchanted by some strange spell.

I rubbed my palms together, feeling Bryan’s gaze on me. The silence in the car was a little awkward because none of us said anything, or maybe we just decided to keep quiet.

Sia and Bryan had been introduced to each other, and they were already getting along in just a couple of minutes. Who wouldn't be? Sia is so free and friendly; anyone would be drawn to her.

"Sia, how long will it take to reach the club?" I asked, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Almost there," Sia replied. She was sitting between Bryan and me. I was definitely the center of attention.

"You are a stunning little bird," Bryan finally said. He hadn't said anything or taken his eyes off me since we left the house.

"Thanks, Bryan," I replied.

Our car came to a stop in front of the club. There were many teenagers, adults, and lots of people outside. We got out of the car and walked inside, drawing the hungry gazes of people who looked like lions looking at their prey.

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Bryan, Sia, and I were seated on stools beside the bar. Sia and Bryan ordered drinks: a "best cream" and a "skirt."

I hadn't ordered anything, feeling uncomfortable watching the scenes in front of me. Some students from Teen Heart Academy were here with various older men. The place felt so wild; some people were even making out openly.

"Hey, order for something! What are you waiting for?" Sia asked. She was already half-drunk. *Was the drink that strong, or is she a light drinker?*

"No, I will pass," I declined.

"Hey, don't make it boring! We are here to have fun," Sia replied, then jumped off the stool and started swaying her waist to the music.

"Seriously, Sia, I don't drink," I said.

"Hmm, what about soft drinks? They have those," Sia suggested, hanging her arms on my shoulder.

Bryan, sipping his best cream drink, intervened. "If you don't drink, Diana, if you don't want to, you can leave it."

"No, it's okay. I will drink a soft drink," I replied, which made Sia smile widely.

"Hey, handsome, serve this goddess a soft drink," Sia said to the bartender, who grinned at her.

"Sure, cutie," he replied.

A girl walked up and asked Bryan for a dance. He declined, but I forced him, telling him to have fun and not sit around protecting me. A guy then approached me. He was wearing dark, rough jeans, his dark hair stopped just below his eyebrows, and he had pinkish lips.

"Hey, cutie, mind dancing with me?" he asked. I glanced at Sia, who was busy drinking and talking to some men beside her.

"I'm sorry, but no," I firmly declined. The boy kept smiling even after the rejection.

"If she can't dance with you, then I will!" Sia's voice broke through. She took the boy's hand and dragged him away, sending me a wink. I smiled back.

"Your drink, goddess," the bartender said, setting the soft drink beside me.

I sipped the drink, watching my friends have fun, trying to ignore the hungry eyes still scanning me.

A few minutes passed while I finished the soft drink. Suddenly, dizziness washed over me, and my body felt heavy. My eyes started spinning, and I felt hot. I rubbed my skin, feeling unwell. I stood up, trying to reach Sia, who was lost dancing.

A guy noticed I was struggling and reached out to me. "Hi, pretty," the stranger said, his gaze filled with lust. My dizziness was taking over, and I found it hard to speak.

"You look like you need a hand. Come with me," the stranger said, and before I could object, he grabbed me and dragged me out of the clubhouse, heading straight for a quiet place where no one went often.

"Let me go!" I struggled, but the stranger smirked at my weak resistance. He scanned my body and licked his lips. Unthinkable thoughts crossed my mind.

"Of course I will let you go, but only if I am done with you. Can't help but wonder what your beneath will taste like," the stranger replied.

I stood there, shocked by his words. His intentions finally registered in my head.

I was about to be r***d.