ulder and start digging through it for my clothes. I take out my dress and give it a little shake to get the crinkles slightly out and then grab my heels. I dre

ng something to take the edge off, but it won't last long as my metabolism burns through the alcohol quickly so the effect doesn't last. While I'm waiting for my drink I scan the crowd and notice how packed i

them. The bartender taps me on the shoulder to let me know my drink is ready, I down it in one go and then make my way to the dance floor. The music is like a caress over my body and I begin to sway my hips, letting all this built-up tension out and I finally feel at ease, free even. I don't kn

entre of the dance floor and I know with all the enhanced hearing they would have heard what just happened, but I don't give a fuck right now I am here to forget I'm here to let off some steam and I'm here as a final goodbye to this fucked up pack of mine. I am going rogue and leaving this place for good, I'll go where no one will find me. The music chan

r Back Pack, but something tells me they aren't. I hear a low feral growl come from somewhere in the darkness, I try and turn my head but the men who are caging me in suddenly grab me and start caressing me in a way I have never been touched before, I'm sure I hear one of the f

them smell weakness on me. "well I'm sick of people telling me what I can and can't do, it's my life and if I don't want your drink then I shouldn't have to have it" I know I sound like a petty child but I just don't care at this point. The one in front of me replies "Well don't worry princess we will have you singing