pte

sa

eakers. From the entrance of the club, Cyra had already begun to twist her b

hand like I was a child and dragged me through the th

how strongly sweat mixed with

r sticky bodies wouldn't touch mine, and whe

s eyes on me. "It's noisy and smelly here. My head is banging," I yelled at Cyra who'

" Olean responded, winking at a gu

ed, they were sure to

d be found in a club. Hopefully, father wouldn't make good on his threa

o sure abo

ooked by my left and found a couple making out. Disgust loomed in my stomach

dn't approv

ers had their sides of the table filled with plastic cups,

mell of the drink when M.C, Cyra

of this, Ris?" Cyra asked, chugging the

es working harder than they should, I co

se the restroom," I muffled, scurrying off into the

bowel was being ripped out of my body. If the smell of vodka could b

o the female's restroom. I managed to get in and threw up everything in m

was

to the table, I'd tell Cyra that I couldn't stay

face didn't look like someone who had nearly puk

e fierce argument coming from the toilet forced me to a stop. T

ckage, I swear, your mama will never hear your chicke

n I heard the threat. My mind nudged

me if I was discovered, but st

ed the punches that flew, kicks that I wasn't sure where they landed

e door swung open with the killer storming out; death a

then I gulped, blinking, taking

istol that just ended

ight for the crowd. He might be bloodthirsty, but he wasn't

crowd dissipated, the volume of the music droppin

my legs didn't stop moving. Adrenaline p

I made it out of the building, dazed with a

f my lungs in quick success

ied fearfully onto the busy street. Sirens wailed loudly filli

e!" I raged, my punch

as difficult to see his face, but that wasn't

n San Francisco? First it was the serial killer who hijacked my car and th

raying me, Dola," The tone was sinister, arousing a wave

hroat. I shut my eyes, swinging my head to the sides v

t couldn'

t the man who kept me still with just one arm with his gun pointe

killer ha