" You have got to be kidding me." I mumble, looking at the local pub in front of us.

This is one of the most popular ones here in Rivermead, with occasional visits from bikers. It can get crowded sometimes and they aren't so easy to persuade on the under age.

It would be a hard thing to do. You'd have to do something in order to get in, maybe know someone, just to be let in.

How was Wesley able to get in, is my question.

I just hope he doesn't land himself into trouble.

" Any idea on how we can get in?" I ask, glancing between Fin and the entrance, blocked by the bouncer.

He looks scary enough over here, I can't imagine being in front of him.

" I know someone ----------"

He tells me, busy texting furiously on the phone.

" Who?"

He doesn't answer me but continues on texting, before I can question him again, I jump from my seat when there's a knock on his window. He pulls the window down and a late twenties looking tall, blonde haired female, comes into view.

" I should smack your head right now, just for being here." The female says.

" Is he still in there?" Fin asks.

" Yeah, but luckily I've got him locked in one of the girls changing rooms, " she says, glancing around as if cautious of being caught standing here.

" That's good, as long as we can get him out of here without being noticed."

"It won't be that easy. See, you two need to look the part," she says, stealing a glance my way, acknowledging me for the first time.

" What does that mean?" I ask, speaking up for the first time.

" Uh, we can't go in like this." Fin tells me, sinking back in the seat and away from me, like he's scared of my reaction.

I take a minute to look between them, trying to understand what they mean.

" Here, " the lady throws a big white plastic bag inside the car. " By the way, I'm Misty, " she introduces herself.

" Chloe." I respond, grabbing the plastic bag before Fin can do it.

Pulling the contents out, my eyes widen at the little to non clothing . These should be illegal to even wear but it's evident that this is the norm for this place. With the people who come and go from the entrance.

" Do I really have to wear this?" I ask, looking over the clothes with the silent prayer, for them to magically disappear.

" If you want easy access, " they both say at the same time. " And you can serve as a distraction for them to not even wonder about your age." Misty finishes off.

My eyes widen more, when I hear this.

" What do you think I am, some rag doll to be tossed around by those disgusting men?" I ask, feeling quite offended by this.

" I don't mean it in a bad way, but anything female around here is distraction enough, and you're quite easy on the eye. You just need to play around with what your mama gave you, for a little while till we get your friend out." Misty says.

" Chloe, we could go back right now and leave Wesley here till morning, I'm sure he can find his way home early in the morning, if they don't find him and beat him up for --------"

" Okay, okay!......I-I'll do it, you don't have to paint such a picture for me. " I mumble, crossing my arms. " Now where do I change?" I ask, not at all happy about this.

" There's a little trailer not far from here, you can use." Misty suggests

I nod, saying another silent prayer, for the Lord to give me strength and patience tonight.

I've never felt so uncomfortable like how I am right now, as we walk in the pub. They were right to tell me that it would be easy access, with a change of clothes, not that it was any comfortable, but then we had to do, what we had to do.

Misty had assisted and had put a bit of make up on my face, got me changed into ripped tights, black heels and a maroon coloured lace bra crop top. I felt under dressed and uncomfortable, but thinking of getting Wesley out of here , made pretending much more bearable.

I had to strut towards the bouncer with Fin by my side, acting as if the night life was the norm for me.

One look and we were in, though the bouncer's eyes lingered a little longer on my cleavage, which had me rushing in.

I was so going to kill Wesley.

" He's at the back, come on!" Fin says a bit louder, close to my ear, so I'll be able to hear through the loud music.

We manoeuvre through the dance floor, following closely behind Misty, who just fits right in with everyone.

I try match up to her level of confidence, when we pass a group of bikers, my heart right in my throat .

" Hey baby, wanna join in!" One biker shouts, but I pretend to not hear him, tightening my grip on Fin's hand.

I almost sigh out in relief when I see the door we are heading to, only to be pulled back by arm, forcing me to let go of Fin's hand. I'm spun around to face an older guy in his late 40s or so, who's drunk out of his mind.

" Hey pretty lady, come sit with me." I feel myself being pulled further back into the crowd.

" No, no, I'm okay." I try wiggle out of his grip but it only tightens, dragging me away.

I try search for Fin and Misty but can't see them.

Just great, they left me behind.

The man drags me right to the bar, where I'm placed on his lap, his hands coming around my waist to keep me in place. I try wiggle out of his lap but his hands tighten around my waist, and he leans his head close to my ear, where his breath fans the back of my neck and ear.

" Mmm.....I like that, " he growls in my ear.

My body stiffens and my breath hitches, as my eyes widen when he says this.

I plead with my eyes to the bar man for help, coming over to serve us drinks.

" Hey Joe, let the girl go, " the bar man says, giving the man Joe a large glass full of beer.

" I plan to get lucky tonight and pretty lady here, is coming home with me." Oh heck no, I'd rather slit my throat then let him touch me.

Besides his hands on my waist.

Instead of helping me any further, the bar man just shrugs his shoulders and walks on to the next customer.

Traitor.

Well God helps those who help themselves. I've got to get myself out of this situation.

I twist my body, so the upper part is facing him, I lean close to his ear, disgust filling me when my chest touches his own.

" Could I please go and pee? I promise to be back." I say in a small voice.

" You'll be back?" He groans low in his throat.

I roll my eyes, wanting nothing more then to pull his eyes out.

" I'll be back." I try to muster a seductive voice, just to be more convincing.

His hands around me loosen and I waste no time in getting off his lap, making the mistake of glancing at him when I receive a smack on my behind, causing me jump in shock.

" I'll be waiting, " he purrs, winking my way.

Yeah, keep waiting you *sshole.

I follow to where I last saw Misty and Fin, hoping that I won't get lost and run into other trouble. I do all I can to avoid any guys I pass, keeping my head down with the goal of finding them and not getting lost.

Pushing through the first door I find, there's a dim lit passageway with a few drunken people walking along, the noise now stays in the background and I'm able to think properly. I walk around aimlessly, trying to find a way out, when I notice a door close by.

Going through the door, I descend down a set of stairs which lead to another door, this time the music is far forgotten as I can't hear the music, but something far more rowdy at the bottom of the stairs. Opening the door, I regret it immediately, when I'm welcomed into some underground fighting club.

Violence. Lots and lots of it.

A crowd of people circle around a rink occupied by two men, half naked and fighting, you can even hear fists flying, grunts and cheers when the crowd's favourite gets an upper hand.

Now I get why this place is so popular, it's joined with an underground fighting club.  And my first time here, just had to lead me in the most violent place yet.

It was much easier to get through upstairs, but now with people pushing and shoving you every which way, it's a challenge indeed.

In my hopeless search, I feel myself being pulled once again, the grip tight but not hurting.

It's hard to see where I'm being led to, with tall people in my way. It's like this club is filled with giants, that I'm cautious to not step on anyone while trying to keep up with this person, who, thankfully leads me outside.

I try wiggle free when I notice the person not stopping. " Let me go you imbec ------------"

I'm knocked out of all senses when I'm backhanded across my cheek, the force sending me to the ground.

I try catch my breath, with my hand slightly touching my burning cheek. I tilt my head up to look at the person responsible for hurting me, only for my heart to drop to my feet.

Owen.

He staggers back, his red eyes proof enough that he's drunk.

No, this can't be, this can't be the same Owen who vowed to never hurt me, yet he's done so, all under influence.

We remain like that, me on the floor touching my cheek, and him on his feet, standing above me. He opens and closes his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

He takes a step towards me and I flinch back, afraid he'll strike me again. This action causes him to stop.

" What the - hey, get the hell away from her!" Someone shouts, before I'm helped up to my feet.

" Hey, are you okay?" Someone asks close to me, but I'm too stunned to answer.

"Chloe!" I blink twice when I hear my name being called. " Come on, " that's what I hear before I'm pulled away from the spot, I've been standing on.

" We found Wes, he's asleep at the back, " that knocks me back to my senses, reminding me of why I was here in the first place.

I realise that the person who's got me tucked under their arm is Ryan. I don't know why he's here or how he found me, but I'm thankful that I'm in the company of someone I know.

" You found her." I hear Fin say in relief.

" Yeah, but she was on the floor with some bozo towering over her, I think he did something to her." Ryan tells Fin.

" What?"

" Yeah. Look, we should get out of here, " Ryan suggests.

" Chloe?" Fin calls me and I look up at him.

He gasps.

" Oh shit, your face, " he stammers, stepping forward to touch me but I take one back.

" Damn it, we need to get this on ice." Ryan groans.

My body starts to shiver because of the cold air, since I'm wearing non existent clothes.

"Let's get out of here." Fin now suggests, guiding us to his car, where true to Ryan's word, Wesley is far gone in the backseat.

At least he's safe.

" Here." Fin hands me his hoodie, which I'm thankful for, I've been exposed far enough.

I wrap my arms around myself, just when he closes the door for me.

" Will you be okay from here?" Ryan asks.

" I think I can manage, hey, thanks for helping me out." Fin says.

" I'd better nor hear anymore calls like tonight, you got that?" Ryan warns Fin, doing that bro hug right after.

" Yeah... "

" I'll see you, Chloe! " Ryan says to me and I nod, not even glancing their way.

I just want this night to be over with, and to get out of here.

" Do you think she'll be okay?" Fin asks Ryan lowly, but I can still hear him.

" I don't know." Ryan responds.

He's right to not know, because I don't either. The person I trusted the most, just hurt me tonight.

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This chapter makes me cringe.

I'm not even sure how I feel about it, but you guys are the readers. Tell me what you think.

Thanks guys.