Inferno begins
Jada POV~
Music pours through the speakers, the club is packed with sweating bodies covered in costumes. Club Inferno's annual July costume party brought thousands out to sweat with one another in barely decent costumes with the newest DJ drilling music into each of our brains. This is the first year Sandra and I have attended, the first year I have been in Colorado. The club has not disappointed so far, the night is young. Sandra and I have been best friends for years, and this was not my scene but this year she convinced me to dress up as Little Red Riding Hood. A short plaid skirt comes to mid thigh and a tight black corset with a flowy white under shirt are hidden behind a bright red cape. The look is finished off with cute french braids on either side and my head and red ribbon tied in a perfect bow around my neck. The only effect ruining the costume is my black hair, but I still liked the look.
I gingerly step in my red boots following the back of my best friend's slutty superwoman costume. A hard chest bumps into my shoulder and I snap my head over to see stark blue eyes boring into my own, before Sandra yanks my hand pulling me away from the spell the eyes had put me under. I glance back but the person is no longer there, I turn to follow Sandra to the bar. She orders my signature lemon drop shots and we start to dance the night away to the bumping bass. A warm and hard body presses against me from behind, I glance over my shoulder to see brown eyes staring back at me. I grin and continue to move to the music before turning to greet the man behind me, a warm grin greets me back as we continue to dance with one another. We dance for what seems like hours, before nature calls. I look over and make eye contact with Sandra and nod towards the bathrooms. She breaks away from the crowd and we make our way toward the crowded bathroom. We elbow our way through the crowd, before a hard chest bumps into me once again. I glance up to see the same blue eyes staring into my soul, I am once again jolted away from the man's gaze, a slight tug at my neck pulls my thoughts before we are finally able to make it into the bathroom. " Woohoo this is a kick ass party don't you think Jada?" Sandra fluffs her blonde hair and shimmies the corset of her costume up slightly. I quickly rush into one of the bathroom stalls as a girl stumbles from it. "It is kick ass, but a bit crowded for my tastes!" She chuckles, "The most you interact with people is through your computer. You need to experience life and humans again Jade!" I finish up in the stall and head out to wash my hands, " I am experience all the smells of humanity that's for damn sure." We giggle and I look in the mirror to see if my costume is still intact. I notice the red ribbon is missing from around my neck. "I lost my ribbon, that sucks!" Sandra snorts, "If that's all you lose tonight then your costume isn't doing your job. You need to lose that stick up your ass, and the way you do that is by getting fucked." Rolling my eyes, " I don't do one night stands." She huffs before we squeeze our way out of the bathroom and back to the dance floor.
Other's POV
She is different. Her shiny obsidian hair bounces out from around her red hood, and she smelt like sin. Her perfume enveloped me and wrapped around my heart before stroking down. I had never had such an instant reaction to another human ever. I had never had even a reaction to anyone else, but she drew me to her. It was like a magnetic force pulled me to her forcing me into her path. Her small frame barely reached my chest and when I bumped into her, her honey brown eyes met mine. Electric waves crossed between the two of us before she was rudely pulled away from me. I slipped into the crowd after her, completely forgetting the reason I was here. She was more important. She turned to look back at where we had collided, disappointment colored her face when she did not find me. She feels it too. I sulk through the crowd and replace my ghost face mask to it's rightful position. I watch as another places his hands on her and anger swarms into my brain. What the fuck? I never feel anger, I only ever feel numbness. I continue to watch as the anger siddles up my throat making it hard to breathe. Finally, I watch as she pulls away and move around the room to be in her path again. She is unobservant and I am able to run into her again. Her eyes snap to mine once again and a heat runs through. She starts to turn and I reach up and pull the ribbon from her throat as she makes her way to the bathroom. I grip the ribbon tight and watch as my little red walks away from me. A buzz from my pocket pulls my attention and I force myself to return to the man who brought me here.
