Breaking Boundaries

Chapter 19 - Devil's Scenerio

       "Caro, I remember last time. It didn't go well for me. You can go, I promise I'll make it up." The phone in my hand almost slips but I hold it tighter to my ear all while carrying five bags of grocery from the local supermarket in town. By the time I'm by the door, I'm struggling to push the key into the hole.

"And you never told me what happened. You left," She quips. Shit, I drop the keys. I bend to pick it up all while dropping my bags and some of the contents spill out. Being my only girl friend in Colorado, I refrained from telling her the truth about my last encounter at the club. It's not that she was someone I couldn't tell something to, it's just that she wouldn't understand. I understood afterwards about the whole drug in my drink ordeal.

"I got sick, remember?" And I did. Just not the way she thinks.  While picking up my contents from the floor, when I get to the apple that rolled out, I freeze as my eyes catches something moving from the woods in front of my house. I zoom in as much as I can through the darkness to see what I'm freaking about but I see nothing. I could have swore I saw something moving.

"This one is sophisticated! Only few drinks, please? I'll make sure you won't get drunk this time. Damn women, you are worst than me. Come on. Devil's Scenario is the best damn bar out here. Come with me!" She urges on. Worst than her? I was drugged! I push open my door, close it, and sigh.

"Devil's Scenario is for adults. You know? Twenty one and up type of thing? We're nineteen. There's no way in hell we will get in there." Bars and Clubs are not safe for women out here and even I knew that. But she would never believe me until she saw it herself. I can either spend my Friday night in the house all by myself binging on food and Netflix, or I can go out and live a lot. Both ideas sounded ideal but I also don't want to stay home tonight. Klaus is not home because I don't see his lights on. Where did he go?

"Don't worry! You just say yes, and I got this." Fake ID's. That's what she means. Would Klaus approve? Is it safe to do this? But I mean it's a sophisticated club and secured so I doubt anything can happen. I don't want to say yes, I really don't. At least not yet because I need time to think but I know how impatient she is. So, I sigh and give in.

"Okay. But, one drink! Then you take me straight home. Okay?" I don't plan on getting drunk tonight nor do I plan on dancing with a male, or take a drink from someone else other than the bartender and Caro. I can hear her smile through the line but she's hiding her exciting.

"Yes! Coming to get you soon. Get ready and wear something sexy? Match with me. Let's live a little, girlfriend." And she hangs up, her last words lingering in air. I lived a little last night and my God, what a night. I look out the window and glance at his window, smiling. Last night plays in my head like a projector and I look away, smiling. Where did you go, Klaus?

I get ready within an hour, donning myself in body-hugging, tight red dress that screams 90's look to it, Motel Robin dress from Revolve Clothing. Simple, and sophisticated with pairing of black heels. I let my long hair loose with soft curls on the bottom, and put on just the right amount of makeup. I hope I don't regret this decision. Within the next hour, Caro pulls in. I run down and open the door before she can knock or ring the bell. Surprised, she steps back and takes in my entire look.

"Take that off," she says.

"What? Why? It looks that bad?" I let her in. She continues to look at me, my dress, and shoes.

"Bitch. You look better than me! You look hot. Like Blake Lively in red bikini. Except she's blonde but give her brunette hair and that's you except in a dress." I look at her, confused at her words for a second, before bursting out laughing. No clue what the hell she said.