alive

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"Five more shots of vodka, greg", I slurred to the short bartender with a stubby beard. "Should I call sammy to come pick you up, dear?" he questioned me with a sympathetic look. I brushed my mid length curled brown hair out of my face and squinted my eyes at him, "No, i'm going to stay here", i said stubbornly. The music was pounding and i could feel it in my ears. I looked around the dark club with crimson red lights, aimlessly.

I sat in some random hot guy's lap, as i stared at the table. Through my short black silk backless dress i felt the nameless stranger squeeze my ass. I didn't care, i was too focused on what was in-front of me. I quickly reached in my purse for my credit card. Once I had retrieved it made a few lines in the white powder using it. I carelessly threw my credit card on the table.

I felt my nose hairs burn and tingle, however that only lasted a minute or two until it took over my body. The music sounded like it was in the distance, my mind was blurring. Peace. I finally got my brain to shut up. No one was taking anymore. I relaxed a bit until i realised i'm sitting in some strangers lap.

They're back.
No. I won't let it happen again.

I quickly got off the attractive nameless boy. He stares at me with heavy eyelids while sitting on the black comfortable leather couch. He patted on the couch next to him, indicating for me to sit next to him. I quickly took a step back scared of the man who has white powder on his cupid's bow and I rummage around in my purse while standing a foot away from him, at the back of club. I take another step back feeling my back hit someone on the edge of the dance floor still trying to find it. Tears stream down my face while I raise the item I had finally managed to retrieve from my purse. He stares at me with wide eyes. "Please, don't make me do this", I scream while sobbing. My hands shake slightly due to the weight in my hands. A gun. I'm holding a gun. I look to my hands, scared of myself.

"Lily! What are you doing!? GO. TO. MY. OFFICE. RIGHT. NOW.", my tall tatted muscular father yells at me nearly crushing me to death as he pushes me into the arms of a few of his security guards. Everything suddenly comes crashing down on me.

I am Lily Collins, my father is the owner of the most popular and successful club in this city and in a few minutes he might just kill me.

A.N
Did i do alright for my first chapter??
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