(THEA'S OUTFIT)
THEA'S POV
You know the situations in your life that seem good enough or pretty bearable in your mind but then when you are actually confronted by them, you just wanna run away and stab yourself for ever agreeing to the entire thing in the first place. Well I am having that moment right now.
I have literally thought of hundred and one ways to actually kill myself and I haven't even entered the club yet. And who on earth has a birthday party at a club. WHO???
And the dress that I am wearing makes me want to kill Alex. I have never worn anything like this before and I had planned to never wear it for the rest of my life.
But here I am, in the dress going to a club for s BIRTHDAY PARTY. WHO KNEW!!
"Alex I really don't think this is a good idea" I whined
" Come on, doll. We haven't even gone in yet. I am sure it's going to be fun"
"Let me atleast get my coat from the car" I looked at him, pouting
"You know I have learnt how to resist these cute antics of yours. You are not allowed to wear the coat, cause you're totally going to ruin the look of the outfit. You look hot, doll. If I wasn't so much into an alpha female personality, I would have made a move on you. So come on now, let's go in"
When he said alpha female, I knew he meant Lila. Lila was a literal example of an alpha. Bold, smart, courageous, doesn't take or give two flying fucks about people. I always wished to have such a personality, but I simply can't. I don't remember the last time I even looked someone in the eye.
'You did. Xander. And he almost killed you,' my mind nudged. I really tried to not think about him. He was rude, obnoxious, dangerous, almost like a sociopath. He hurt me and I should be hating him for it. But no. Instead of all these things, my mind wanders off to me and Xander, that night, in my room. I still remember when I saw the marks when I came from work. Red and purple, like a bruise. Marks which were currently covered with a heavy amount of makeup.
I should have been scared, or horrified with how dark they were, but instead I was tracing them with my fingers, liking how the marks sat against my skin. Some sick part of me wished that they would never fade. I had never had any intimate moments with anyone. Xander was my first and maybe that's why. At least that's what I tell myself in order to sound convincing.
"THEA STOP SIGHING" I heard Alex scream.
"I am sorry. I am just not so sure about this"
"Thea we have already dropped a message on Lila's phone in case she decides to come home tonight. So now stop overthinking" and with that he dragged me inside the club
I was hit with an extreme pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Loud music and people screaming was the next thing that I heard. Looking around, I took in the interiors of the club. The club looked very expensive. Very expensive.
"Come on, don't let go of my hand" I heard Alex scream through the loud music. It hasn't even been a minute, and I am already getting a headache. I was dragged into the crowd and I felt a lot more skin than I liked. The dress I was wearing didn't exactly help in avoiding contact.
What felt like seven decades, we finally came to a stop. I felt Alex letting go of my hand and even if I wanted to hold onto it, I knew it wasn't a good idea.
"Happy birthday Anya," Alex spoke hugging a girl who looked like she had just walked out of a magazine cover. "And meet my plus one, Thea"
Suddenly all of the eyes on the table landed on me. I felt anxiety creep into my body. I moved behind Alex's back, trying to avoid the stares.
"Guys stop staring. You are scaring her" Alex said.
"Well your friend there is hot. Can't blame us for looking mate" I heard someone speak
"Stop it you guys. Come on out Thea, ignore them. They just had a few drinks and they have already forgotten their manners" Anya spoke
"Happy birthday, Anya" I whispered
"Thank you. You look beautiful Thea. Now why don't you come join us for a few drinks" I felt her grabbing my hand and dragging me to the middle of the sofa.
"I don't drink" I hushed out
"Oh nonsense. It's my birthday. You don't refuse the birthday girl" Anya said, handing me two shot glasses filled till the edge.
"On three everybody" Anya screamed and looked directly at me. Here goes my plan of just passing it to Alex
"One, two and three" Anya screamed and I brought the glass to my mouth and took the drink in.
My senses were forced to experience the most bitter taste on earth. Even before I could spit out the drink, Anya had already moved the second glass to my mouth and forced the drink in. Gulping it down, I looked around for anything that didn't taste horrific and saw a lemon. Grabbing it, I squeezed its entire juice in my mouth.
Sour but better than that drink.
"YESS GIRL. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING HERE" Anya screamed. Giving her the best smile I could manage, I looked for Alex. But before I could actually set my eyes on him, Anya started to drag me out of my seat.
What is up with her and just dragging me around like a dead body. I had no choice. I couldn't just tell her that my head was spinning because of the drink that she forced me to have. It was her birthday. I mean who am I kidding, even if it wasn't her birthday, I would never be able to tell her that.
She dragged me and some other girls to the dance floor. I had never danced before.
"Loosen up Thea" Anya screamed. She danced like she knew what she was doing. I, on the other hand, had no idea.
"Copy me" she said again. And I did. It was the alcohol that was messing with my head. I was very sure about it. Because I did all the fancy dance moves that Anya did. Moves that the sober me would be very shy and embarrassed to even think.
Time passed, music changed, and I had more drinks. Somewhere in the middle, one of Anya's guests came and danced next to me. He was tall. Very tall. Pretty teeth, and nice hair.
"You got some moves there" I heard him speak
"It's all Anya" I spoke back
"Well would you mind me joining?"
"No, go ahead" I felt bold. And the feeling was very foreign. I was enjoying it. I felt his hands sneak on my waist and I knew he was trying to pull me closer. My mind was warning me of danger, but my body was overwhelmed with an excessive amount of alcohol.
His hands were moving closer to places in my body and right before I could tell him off, I felt being pulled away and into someone's chest. The sudden movement might have messed with my mind, cause my eyes blurred a little. Looking up I was met with a pair of grey eyes. Even if I had no sense of what was happening and even if I couldn't just see anything properly, I knew that those eyes belonged to Xander.
"Xander" I said, and right before I could speak something else, I felt myself falling into darkness.
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