The Party
Dominic’s voice rang in my ear like a chalk. The soft platter of the rain causing me to forget about him. It wasn’t easy though. I needed my last jump so bad. Just for this night, I thought. The loud music coming from the club was merely an excitement in my veins. I had to go there, I knew. I had to meet my friends. The crossroad has a correct way for me.
‘Nicole,’ Dominic started again. ‘I’m telling you for the last time now. You don’t need to party with those girls to get over Greg.’
This time I was not in the mood to be calmed down by Dom. My head took a sharp turn at him, brows pulled together. He looked disturbed and upset about me. But who cared at the moment?
‘Who said that I am here to get over Greg?’ I snapped.
‘It’s obvious, isn’t it, Nic?’ Dominic’s face was soft and stressed out. But I was not walking away from my fun. My fun is counted in the club. I huffed.
I kicked the car door open and hopped out. Dominic called after me but he could wait. Without turning back once, I entered the party. Blue lights hurt my eyes as I stepped in. The loud music and the smell of strong alcohol hit my face like a blow. This wasn’t the happiest place for me to be in after a break up. But I could care less. I took a deep breath and made my way to my group of friends who were the middle of attention tonight.
‘Nic?’ Marissa raised her eyebrows at me as she keeps dancing on the table. ‘Come here, girly!’
I smiled at them. Seeing my girls made my horrible night ten times better. They were all dressed slutty and puffed their faces with too much makeup. I was happy to see them, I’d be honest. But not for too long.
‘I heard Greg dumped you?’ Aby was the first one to speak up about the news. While I looked for the answer in my head, where do people hear this news from?
‘Oh, wait. Really?’ Then Clair. ‘I knew it from the beginning, you know. Nicole isn’t the hotty type for jockeys like him.’ Yes, these are friends.
I pressed my lips tight. They forgot I was here, listening.
‘Aw, Greg now will find a cheerleader to make out with, I guess,’ Shut up, Aby.
‘Definitely!’ Marissa hopped down on the floor. Her boobs bounced and some boys shot a few winks.
The girls looked at me with shining moon eyes, piercing through my soul. I felt lost. They stared at me like I broke Greg’s heart and now they are upset.
‘You aren’t the type, girl,’ said Marissa.
‘She doesn’t even drink, girl! Why is she here? L-O-L!’ They laughed.
Marissa came towards me and whispered in my ear, ‘He likes blonde. Like me. Not you. Shoo off. Exam’s tomorrow.’
I bit my lips hard, finally tasting the metallic taste of my own blood. Dominic was right. I shouldn’t have come here to party with these girls to get over Greg. The funny thing is, the girls are worse than Greg or his friends.
A blurry music surrounded me, I decided to go home. Screw my friends. I rushed past the drunken people and off to the parking lot. My eyes searched for Dom’s car but I spotted nothing.
Dominic’s car wasn’t there.
I walked on my pencil heels, step by step, slow. The night was dark and the rain won’t stop whispering in my ears. Why did I come here? Just to be judged by a break up? I kept asking myself questions. But ain’t no answers will work in my head.
The streets were empty, I took a chance to let my tears roll down. I lost my arrogant arse boyfriend and then my fake friends started judging me. That and Dominic was right but I ignored his advice. The realizations were hitting me too well.
The rain gradually stopped, thankfully, even though I was slightly wet. My feet started to hurt. The heels were not for walking all the way from the club to home. And oh, I hope my mom would be home tonight.
Ignoring the pain around my feet, I kept walking until I saw a female figure just at the end of the road. I stopped at my steps. To my guess, I concluded she could be any drug addict roaming around. I should never go that way. She stood still and quiet, not moving. Long hair, I could make out but scary. I stared at her, she stared me. Nothing signalled, nothing said.
I turned right, taking the shortcut way, against my suspicious mind. The alley was way narrow and darker. Way more dangerous. But I wasn’t trusting the girl. I walked fast, only hoping to reach home as soon as possible. This night wasn’t working out too well. I didn’t know if it was a blessing from the god or a curse, but the sky cleared and the moon shone all over the alley, and now all I could see were three bulky boys.
No time left to turn away, they surrounded me. They were tall and big, punk and smelly. Smiling like the abnormals at me, I tried to back away, was caught by the third guy by the waist.
‘Don’t touch me,’ I warned. I honestly did not find my sentence funny. But they kept chuckling at me, showing off their teeth.
‘Aw, she said don’t touch me,’ one of them mimicked me. They all laughed again.
My heart started beating faster. My hands trembling but they still managed to bring out the spray I carried in my bag.
‘Girl, stop it!’ A husky female voice spoke from behind as I was about to spray-attack them. My head shot towards the direction. To my surprise, there stood a blue haired girl wearing biker clothes and an angry expression. The boys seemed to be glad to see her and so did she. They bro-fisted and hugged each other as I kept trying to back away. My mouth was still open with no words really making out. But seeing a random girl suddenly interrupting bad guys from attacking me...
She looked at me. My veins stopped working, so did my heart. I paused.
A tiny smirk was seen on her face. Amusement that I didn’t know the cause to. She licked her front teeth.
She said, ‘A bird like you doesn’t suit in these areas.’
Linking their arms around their shoulders, they walked away through the shortcut path. Not thinking twice, I ran the opposite way, taking the main street to home.
I woke up with a sharp breath. My chest kept rising and falling fast. Looking around, I furrow my brows. I was in the car outside the club. My mouth agape, I lost my words.
‘Nicole,’ I turned left sharply. There sits Dominic in the driver’s seat. ‘I’m telling you for the last time now. You don’t need to party with those girls to get over Greg.’
Confusion took over me. I was sure I heard this before. I was sure I was in this scene before! My mind wasn’t working. What a dream…
‘Uh…’ I try to speak up. ‘Dominic...don’t stop me.’ As I said that, I hopped out of the car with Dominic calling after me.
This time, my head hurt from the beginning. My legs trembled as I walked.
Smells of alcohol and loud music hit me hard right as I entered the club. There I could see my girls in the middle of attention. Marissa dancing on the table, Aby and Clair around it, slaying.
‘Nic?’ Said Marissa. ‘Come here, girly!’
‘I heard Greg dumped you?’ Aby spoke. I narrowed my eyes. Everything was familiar. What was happening…
‘Oh, wait. Really? I knew it from the beginning, you know. Nicole isn’t the hotty type for jockeys like him,’ said Clair.
I brought my hands behind my back and pinched one of them. It hurt, I felt the pain. Everything that was happening was real...
I shook my head hard and walked past them.
‘Yeah, yeah, walk away! You’re not the type anyway!’ Marissa shouted after me.
I pushed through the ladies bathroom. Thankfully it was empty as I entered. Nobody in here. I sighed loudly and stood against the wall. Something did not feel right. It was in my body. It felt like everything that sits in my stomach were climbing up. I jumped towards the basin and and without thinking, I threw up. Black liquid pouring from my mouth, something I could not believe happening.
‘What? Surprised?’
My head snaps towards the voice. There she stood, the blue haired punk girl from before in her biker clothes. My eyes shot wide open, as well as my mouth. She still had the tiny smirk playing on her lips. I tried my best to speak up but nothing came out. For a split second, I saw everything changing color－
I woke up with a sharp breath in the car with Dominic by my side, in front of the club.
