CHAPTER ONE
"Let's have fun!!" Layla screams as we enter Danes, the local bar is crazy crowded today, but given the weekend it's expected. We'd finally found some free time after a crap ton of tests and exams and decided to have some fun, party all night and get drunk. The whole shebang.
Inside a pop song blares loudly and I see a web of tangled bodies all moving together to the beat. The urge to join them and let go consumes me.
"Let's get our drinks and dance our butts off Lay-Lay. We deserve it." I basically scream in her ears to ensure she hears me over the music.
"Yassss gurl! Lessgooo!!" She says and we head off.
After ordering our drinks and getting a little drunk we head off towards the dance floor. Nearly an hour of crazy dancing and I'm in dire need for some water. I look for Layla but she's busy dancing the night away with a handsome stranger. Actually more like grinding but eugh I didn't need to know or see that.
"A glass of water, please!" I tell the bartender when I feel cool metal pressing into my back through the thin material of short black dress. Turning around, I see a handsome man with gorgeous hazel eyes and black hair.
And then I look down at the barrel of a silver gun and scream.
