Warning to all readers:

This chapter does include some sexual assault. Please skip over the chapter if this will upset you or make you uncomfortable in any way. Thank you.

Revised 11.6.18

"Uh, no. I haven't. Why?" I start walking towards the lounge just outside the door. I take a seat on the closest sofa to me. It is all white with red pillows on it.

Grabbing one the them and holding it to my chest, I lean forward as Scarlett takes a seat across from me. "Because I had plans to go the club and I want you to come with. What else, dummy?" She leans towards me and smacks my forehead.

She didn't hit me hard but I still rub it for effect. "Oww. Um, that's okay Scarlett. I'm just going to go home. I can catch a cab. I'm not dressed for the club anyways. I don't think I really will fit in at a place like that." I say as I pull out my phone to call an Uber.

"Nope. Girlie, you and me....." She says pointing between the two of us. "We are going to let loose and have some fun. I can tell when I first saw you that you are a total bore. No offense. You have a light tan -meaning you barely go outside. You fidget too much- that shows me your shy and unsure of yourself. Come on. Let's have some fun. Live like it's the last night of your life, woman!" She punches my left shoulder lightly and then grabs my hand pulling me down the hall to a door painted completely red. "I can easily take care of the wardrobe problem. I have something that is absolutely perfect for you." She says as she walks into her closet and brings out a short black dress. And I mean short. "Thank God, I shaved my legs last night." I think to myself. "It seems short but I'll try it on." I answer honestly.

I walk out the bathroom - dress on. And I love it! It lands a couple of inches above my knees, not as short as I thought it was. The neckline plunges showing quite a bit of my cleavage but it's still classy. "You look beautiful. Now put these on." She hands me a pair of red stilettos to go with them.

She wears a similar dress except it has a sweetheart neckline. She pairs hers with studded black heels that are killer. And they actually look like they can kill someone.

We are driving downtown, looking for a place to park. We ended up parking a block away so we have to walk to the club. It wasn't too bad but I'm pretty sure my legs and feet are going to be killing me at the end of the night.

We walk up to the club and there's at least 25 people standing in line. We are waiting for about 15 minutes before they let us into Club Parallel. As we enter, I am immediately hit with aroma of sweat and alcohol. There's also a mix of different types of colognes and perfumes in the air as we pass tables of people.

Scarlett pulls us towards the bar and yells out to the bartender. "Hey Nicky!!!" The bartender looks over and waves at her. He makes his way down to us. "Hey, baby girl. How you been? What can I get you two ladies to drink?" Before I can say that I don't want anything to drink, Scarlett yells out. "Two shots por favor? And keep them coming, guapo." She winks at him and he chuckles and turns to some people who just walked up.

"Are ya'll together?" I lean in to ask since it's so loud.

"Nick and I?? No... why?" She says with a grin.

"The pet names. What does guapo mean anyway?" I tell her and she just shakes her head.

"Yeah, I guess it may seem that way but we are just friends. It means handsome in spanish. Let's just say that my family and his believe in waiting for your true love." She says shrugging it off and grabbing our shots off the bartop.

"To girls night!!!" She toasts and then we clink our glasses together. The drink burns going down my throat but I like the warmth it spends out through my body. I'm actually glad I decided to come with scarlett. I'm starting to have fun.

After about 4 shots later, I feel loose enough to go dance with Scarlett. At first, I felt awkward because I didn't really like the song. But once a song I knew and liked came on, I just let my body move to the music.

Scarlett gave me a thumbs up a couple of times, I guess I was doing good. She motion towards the restroom signaling that she was going in and I followed. Once inside I regretted it, there was some many women in here. Crowding the mirror trying to fix their hair and makeup. I just ended up tapping Scarlett and telling her I would wait just outside the door.

Once I stepped out again, humidity and cigarette smoke hit my face. I leaned against the wall and was humming the melody to the song playing throughout the club when a handsome man came up to me.

He was wearing a long sleeve black shirt and grey colored jeans with some black leather boots. He was handsome but not as handsome as Jacob or Tim for that matter.

He put out the cigarette that he had in his right hand and asked me to dance. I started to shake my head no and say that I was waiting for a friend when he pulled me to the dance floor.

"What's your name sweetheart?" He asks blowing his cigarette breath all over my face. Eww. "Samantha" I say quickly trying to not to breath him in.

We started dancing and it was kind of nice. He kept his distance and when he came close he kept his hands in all the appropriate places. Once the song came to an end, I told him thank you for the dance but that my friend was waiting for me.

He nodded and smiled as I walked back towards the restroom or at least I thought I did. It kind of looks similar down here but I don't remember a long dark hallway. I decide I must of went the wrong way and turn around bump into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry sir......uh."

As I look up, I see the guy I was just dancing with but he has someone with him this time. I don't like this at all. "Um, I'm sorry. If you'll excuse. My friend is looking for me."

"Don't be shy, baby....." He says softly to me. "I got your message."

"Uh, I'm confused what message??" I ask and they both laugh at me. I scrunch up my face in confusion.

"You were practically begging for me by the way you were dancing and that dress looks absolutely delicious on you. Don't worry baby.... you don't have to ask me twice." He grabs my hands and pins them to the wall behind me as he roughly pushes me against it. "And don't worry. I don't share... he's just making sure no comes to bother us."

My eyes widen and a scream bubbles up from inside and escapes my mouth. "Help! Help! I start thrashing and yanking my arms, trying to pull them from his strong grip.

He grabs my face roughly and slowly pulls me towards him till our faces are inches away. "No point in fighting. I'm still gonna get what I want. You might as well enjoy it." He states as he licks the side of my face.

"No....no.no..no.........pl..please.... I beg you.........don't do this......." endless tears falls from my eyes, my vision blurs from it. As I yell out again, he turns me around so that my back is pressed to his front and my face is pressed hard against the wall.

His lips and hand are touching me everywhere. His free hand squeeze my breasts through dress and dragging lower down my body. I know it its useless but I continue to scream as much as I can even though I know no one is going to come.

My voice is raspy from the screaming. He yanks up my dress and roughly grabs the soft material covering my sex, pulling them down my legs. I feel him pull back for a few seconds. I just crumple down on the floor and continue to sob hoping that he changed his mind.

And that's when I hear his voice...