CHAPTER 4
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"CLUB HILTON?" I asked, surprised to see where we finally landed ourselves. "I thought you
meant a house party?"
"Yeah, don't worry we are still going to have our reckless fun and even better!! you can trust me
on this one...there really is no dull moment in there, it's the perfect spot for your little mind
escape," Kiki said, pulling me along towards the entrance.
"But we are minors, how are we going to get in? I do not have a fake ID here with me and this
seems like a nightclub that take their entries seriously, seems too exotic to take in minors... the
last thing i want is to be embarrassed," I argued hoping she gets the hint that this was entirely a
bad idea, i wasn't looking forward to a situation of causing problems for my mom on the first day
of our arrival. I was not so innocent of doing something like this, I had been to a nightclub on
little occasions and got in with a fake college ID but that would always just be a random club
you can say by first glance that it was desperately in need of entries which would make the
outdoor bouncers act clueless to our entries, but Club Hilton in its luxurious entirety could be
likened to that event tagged for VIP guests only with strictly no entry for minors.
"Hey girl!" Kiki goes, letting herself get entirely distracted from my complaints, by the sight of
two girls approaching,looking all glammed up like adult sized barbie dolls, they also did seem to
be around our age bracket and if i wasn't mistaken had just walked right out of the club.
"Hey kiki, silly you!, I knew you would get yourself here the moment you saw that photo"
"What photo?" I asked my mind, flashing back to the text she got earlier at my house. That must
have been it.
"Oh dear, you must be Kiki's cousin, so nice to have you here in Calton, well she knows better
how to explain herself," The very outspoken one of the pair who had been the one speaking all
along replied, giving Kiki a wink.
"So just to be sure, you guys were just in right? How did you do that?” I asked so curiously that
it almost gave me the ick.
There was an outburst of laughter from them both with Kiki fighting to hold hers back in, until
they both realized I was being serious with my question.
"Hold on you haven't given her a rundown yet of how things are done in Calton??" The not very
outspoken but confident girl who I would later come to know as Samantha finally speaks out
facing Kiki now, and trust me to be completely honest when I say I was relieved for a moment
when she finally had her once really focused gaze away from me. She possessed such an
intimidating presence, it was almost sickening, it immediately reminded me about the girl I once
was.
"Don't worry i will explain everything later, we have got a lot of time on our hands to do that
anyway, there is actually a lot you need to know about the teenage circle at Calton Valley, a
whole lot."
Few minutes later we were in, I still don't know how, all I did was ignorantly wait behind while
ears were being whispered too and hefty shoulders were being seductively rubbed.
The music banged through the walls and through my ears as we made our high steps in. I knew
this was my opportunity to try to come alive again; be the carefree teen girl who wanted nothing
more than to party to her heart's content and move her body recklessly. However, coming into the
almost crowded room reeking of alcohol, cigarettes, body sweat and unclad ladies walking
seductively about, I knew the discomfort I felt was a major tell sign that I had completely lost
that spark and there was no going back.
Turning around to stare at everyone, especially an overly hyped Kiki, I couldn't help but wonder
at the sincerity of their happiness as they danced to the upbeat sound, almost drinking themselves
to stupor.
The sad realization which had just hit me took a greater chunk of my ability to let loose, so no
matter the amount or volume of Kiki's supporting scream for me to get on with the party, or the
Dj choice of latina songs which may have done the trick for me in times past, or the amount of
free drinks i was offered as the pretty girl who just sticks to the bar area away from the noise,
nothing could do the trick, something just wasn't right and i was fighting an inner battle to ensure
i didn’t let myself get consumed by it.
Few moments later, it won and before I knew it, I found myself in the restroom, locked away in a
toilet, crying my eyes out and hitting my chest quite hard, trying to contain the feeling of hurt
and insane guilt which engulfed me. I blamed myself for looking for an escape from reality or
trying to get back to who i was when i was supposed to let myself feel the hurt for as long as my
mother felt it and just share in her pain as someone who also witnessed it but here i was trying to
find myself happiness once again, how incredibly selfish of me!
It hurt so bad and I felt shattered. All I had now was the broken pieces of me littered all around a
dark space, almost impossible to be fixed back right and if I felt this way, how then would my
mom feel?
My bid for an urgent escape from the overwhelming activities going on in the club had landed
me in the wrong place and I didn't even realize that until the voice in the open area of the
restroom spoke.
"You know you shouldn’t think of yourself as the only pathetic one going through that much
pain. If you could open the hearts of every single youngster in here, you would see we are all just
as empty as you feel, trying to fill ourselves up with what we deem the best option, forgetting
that no matter how much we try to run away from it, we would wake up the next morning deep
in the hungover mess we've made and still surrounded by the reality of whatever had led us here
in the first place," There is a brief moment of silence and a tissue is passed under the door for
me.
I slowly reached out to accept it now realizing I had gotten myself into the male restroom. How
embarrassing!!
I stepped out timidly, having my face down because if I could bet on it, my eyes were probably
swollen from my just concluded shattering cries which he had probably totally witnessed. He
immediately rolls out another pair of tissues, and this time does the job of cleaning up my tears
gently.
"Thank you," I managed to mutter. Although I couldn't see his face clearly as he had on dark
shades, I also felt a sense of sadness saturate him. It was in the way he had said those words to
me and how carefully he had just wiped away every single trace of tear from my eyes, his breath,
unsteady as he did so. His hold on my hands were firm but also gentle in a way that was also
reassuring. I couldn't entirely explain it but It felt as though there were layers to us we both
wished were open for our eyes to see so we could dwell on them together, and feel less lonely
about what we were both going through.
He immediately stopped, as though he was being forced to. It almost felt like my thoughts were
loud enough for him to hear and he was scared that his own inner demons would also come to
light and get him vulnerable before me, but i wished i could tell him i honestly wouldn't mind it
because suddenly i wanted to share in whatever pain he also felt, which was why there came a
rush of sadness flowing through me the moment he had turned awaysilently to take his leave.
"Uhh...wait! please? can i… can i atleast know your name?"
- Writer
