Chapter 2

“Come on, don’t be a party pooper. I didn’t bring you all the way here to keep thinking about that asshole.” Emily said through the loud music, playing in the background. “Yeah, it’s easy for you to say. You never liked Zion so you’re probably laughing at me in your head.” Melissa said, taking sips of alcohol from her cup. Emily sighed, occupying the high stool close to where her younger sister was sitting. “Look babe, I understand how you feel. You just got betrayed by a guy you dated for years and your so-called best friend. Of course, no one in his or her right senses would feel happy about that. I know you feel like a fool right now and all sorts but I promise you that those two idiots deserve each other.” “I forced you to come to the club with us because there’s no point in being sad because of them. Those bitches aren't worth your tears or worry.” “That’s not the point. I just feel so stupid.” Emily smiled sadly. She stretched her hand towards Melissa’s revealed lap and gave it a light squeeze. “You are my dear sister and I promise you that you are not stupid. This is life and shit happens. You shouldn’t be sad because you are not the one who lost. They lost you. And trust me, you’ve got nothing to be envious about. They are just two retard individuals who I’m sure would forever regret messing with a good heart as yours.” “You are right. I really want to forget about them and move on. But the pain I feel in my heart is so much. My mind keeps flashing back to the scene.” “Exactly why I brought you here to hang out with my friends.” Melissa frowned. “You all are so wild. I think I’m fine here.” “God Melllll, When will you begin to live life like me.” “I don’t wanna be like you. It’s terrible enough that you had to drag me out of the house in this slutty clothes. I might as well just remain here and occupy myself with some drinks and my thoughts.” “Come on, these clothes aren’t slutty! You look so hot. I’ve always been jealous of you and wished I had your type of body.” Melissa rolled her eyes, taking some more sips from her glass cup. “You know what? I’m done with all of these.” Emily got down from the stool and grabbed her younger sister by her arm, pulling her down too.” “Where the hell are you taking me? Mel yelled as her sister dragged her through the crowd and they eventually approached the boot where Emily's friends were seated, having drinks and laughing over something one of them was saying. There were about five of them seated and an empty space so Emily pushed her sister to sit there. “Your sister was right. You do have an amazing body.” The lady beside Mel said. “Please tell her she can also use the same body to get the man of her desire instead of moping around like some lost baby.” Emily voiced out, ignoring the glare that Melissa was giving her. “Yeah, I agree!” One person said while the rest of the ladies nodded. “Heartbreak sucks, We are sorry you had to go through that. But you need to cheer up.” “Right!” Melissa mumbled, wondering what she was thinking. Her Sister had definitely announced that She was going through a tough time. “You can join our game. It would help you get your mind off the bad stuff that had happened.” Another lady said. “What game?” Melissa said, feeling so unsure. Anyone who knew Emily and Melissa would testify that Emily was the wild one while Melissa was the more reserved one and since Emily was wild, Mel had known that it was the same with the people Emily hung out with.” “Oh, definitely. That’s why I brought her here. She’s going to join the game.” Emily said, taking a seat beside her younger sister to prevent her from escaping. “Mily!” “Oh, baby girl, stop glaring at me. You are definitely doing this one. Anything to make you stop thinking about those bastards.” “It’s nothing illegal, Mel, We are all having fun.” One of the ladies voiced out through the loud music playing in the background. “Yeah, Tori is right. The game is just like a bet. If you cannot carry out the task, you buy a drink for us all.” “That sounds reasonable,” Melissa said, knowing the worst that would happen tonight was her going broke. “Okay, so Truth or dare?” The girl that sat opposite Melissa said. Mel recognized her to be Linda, Emily’s best friend. “Dare!” Melissa answered almost immediately. “Hmmm, feisty. I love that.” Emily smirked. “Hmmmm okay. Linda mumbled, scanning her eyes around the club, looking for the task to give the newbie.” “She’s not gonna send me to murder anyone right?” Melissa frowned. Whispering at her sister. “That would actually be so much fun. Wouldn’t it be?” “You should be really supportive right now.” “Relax, it’s not that deep,” Emily responded, gulping down her drink. “Okay, Mel. You see that guy over there?” Linda pointed at a boot in the VIP area. “You are to give him a lap dance, seduce him, spend the night with him, and provide us with a picture of his dick tomorrow morning.” She smirked, stating the task. “What the hell?” Melissa grumbled taking a glance at the VIP area, particularly at the person she was to give a lap dance. She swallowed painfully seeing that he looked way out of her league. ............................ “Really? We’ve got a long flight to catch in...” Damien stopped to take a glance at his wristwatch. “In less than eight hours and you still had the nerve to drive us here?” He attacked Taylor, their driver for the night who turned off the car engine. “How else would we celebrate this new deal if we don’t show up at the damn club?” Taylor defended. “Hey, he’s going through a heartbreak so it’s so normal for him to be cranky.” Roland, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, beside Taylor answered. “I’m not suffering any heartbreak and I’m not cranky. I know it is a big night for us but there are many other ways to celebrate instead of being here.” Damien glared at his friends from the backseat. “You know it’s okay to show some emotions. You really don’t have to bottle it all in. We know this is all about Priscilla.” Taylor accused, taking a glance at Damien. “Yeah, you are right that we had a very productive day but trust me, you need to be in that club. The more you engage in more fun activities, the faster you forget about that gold digger lady. Damien sighed, knowing there was nothing he could say that would change the minds of his best friends. “Just a few drinks and we will be out of here!” He replied sternly. “Yes Sir.” “Absolutely!” Taylor and Roland said respectively. They all got down from the car and made their way into the club. Taylor spoke with a few people and the three best friends landed in the VIP section. While Roland and Taylor got acquainted with some ladies, Damien sat all by himself, keeping himself company with strong alcoholic drinks and his thoughts. ....................... “Come on, don’t be a pussy. How hard can that be?” Emily teased her sister. Melissa frowned at her. “To lap dance someone I don’t know?” “Yeah, that’s the fun of being here and why are you staring as though we are making you do something really ridiculous?” “This isn’t ridiculous enough? I just got dumped and you think throwing myself at a stranger is the right thing to do?” “Come on, Melissa! Don’t you find your lifestyle very boring? You’ve been so uptight, doing things the modest way, and what happened? Your so-called boyfriend got your best friend pregnant on your 3rd anniversary with him.” “So right of you to mock me for my situation.” “Come on dude, no one is mocking you here. I just want you to be free and live life a bit without wondering what’s coming after you.” “I knew this was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have let you force me here” “What’s going on? You aren’t up for the task?” Linda asked Melissa. “I will pay for the drinks.” She mumbled. “Oh cool. I knew she wouldn’t be able to do the task. That dude seems really hot. I will gladly give him a lap dance.” One of Emily’s friends answered. “You know what? Fuck you all!” Melissa voiced out through the loud music, standing to her feet, “You all aren’t the only ones that are bad you know?” She glared at all of them as they were seated, including Emily. Melissa gulped down the remainder of the alcohol in her cup, and placed the cup on the table after which she stormed away, going over to the stranger.