Chapter Eight:Are You Okay?

Warning ⚠️: Attempted Sexual Assault!

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The neon lights and the heavy background music blasting from the speakers, reminded Marissa that she was in the wrong place and at the wrong time. She should have gone home after that traumatizing incident with her mother and husband, but surprisingly she found her way down here, in a nightclub.

Sasha would be so shocked, because this was clearly not the same girl that had refused to go to her brother's birthday next weekend, just because she couldn't deal with the loud noise and rowdy people.

But right now, that speculation has been changed the moment she had her first drink, Marissa has never felt more alive and free than she was right now. She was a terrible drinker, but she would give a pass tonight about playing the good girl, uptight Marissa who lives in her safe zone…no! She loved this feeling, and before she knew it, she staggered her way to the dance floor.

Everyone was having a good time, and she too all thanks to the dj who clearly knew that he was getting a good pay tonight, after this shit he's pulling.

What fascinated Marissa about the hundred souls that are here, was the fact that everyone looked happy  and also had a partner with them, to enjoy  this special moment. Unlike her, who had walked in her to drink away the rage forming at the pit of her stomach because of her mother.

Marissa has always have a negative thoughts about clubbing, because right now that she's barely keeping consciousness of herself, she doesn't know which creep might come her way to  an advantage of that. 

She's not a fool, she could literally feel the eyes of sexually deprived men at the back of her head, and at her right hand side, did she have a stubborn admirer already but she passed on that, when he turned out having a pot belly. No…no, that's a big turn off for her. He had offered to buy her a drink through the kind barman to which she rejected swiftly.

She would be the biggest fool to try anything with the likes of him, she's not stupid. She would rather give her virginity to a stranger, a handsome stranger and not someone's husband, who doesn't know that he's old enough to be called her father.

After getting jealous of how everyone has a partner on the dance floor, she made her way back to her table. The barman sent a pleasant smile at her that made her become suspicious, what if he spiked her drink all thanks to her admirer.

She had heard stories about spooky barmans that do that and get paid, just so that a perverts fella could do anything they wanted to her after she had passed out.

Marissa, everyone is not like Ryan! Stop it.

Her  conscience attacked, and then she did the polite thing by returning the stranger's smile back, before taking up her drink.

"Rough night?" The barman asked, mixing a new drink while keeping those lovely green eyes back on her.

When did you find his eyes cute, Marissa?

"You could say that, do you want to know a secret?" Marissa asked, dropping her drink before picking her purse up to take out some cash and dropped infront of him. Then did she lean forward to whisper." Actually, this is my first time being at a club." 

"I could tell with every one of your actions.So, what made your kind come here?" The barman said, making her scrunch her face at his words, but then she dropped back her purse since she just got herself a partner, and she didn't want to leave just yet.

 She only wanted to leave because she might have just walked into an exclusive night club for couples. Everyone had someone with them and it's starting to get lonely over here, but then Marissa didn't want to admit that she was getting quite the attention she loathed, because from time to time she could feel someone's heated gaze on her, but whenever she turned around, she sees no one.

Now, that's weird.

"Okay tell me what kind i am, Mr. Barman?" She asked, a little bit offended by his words. But she's happy at his inquisitive eyes, that could tell that she's still new to all these.

"The mommy's girl kind of type, who wouldn't want to break a rule but secretly, she's nothing but a badass, who secretly loves being a bad girl." The barman said, making  her gasp then did he finish his statement," The name is Joel, and not mr.barman." Joel said, making Marissa scoffed, she lightly hit her hand on the table before saying.

"I need to use the restroom." Marissa told him, for some reasons her bladder was full and she's barely on her third drink yet. 

Joel instructed her on where to find the restroom, to which she made her way through the pile of sweaty bodies, that made her regret coming here in the first place.

 But luckily, when she did find the bathroom and relieved herself. She took a look at herself in the mirror, and saw the dark patches under her eyes that made her remember how unsatisfying her life is.

Joel was right, she was just a woman who has mommy's issue but then she won't let that get to her. Not tonight, maybe all she needs to do is to go out there with a free mind, and prove not just to mother, but to Ryan that she's fine.

Maybe all she needed was to interact with people, and stop dwelling in her past. So, that's what she thought, before she washed her face then grabbed open the door to get out, only to be grabbed by her hair back into the women's restroom and fell to her butt while shouting in pain at how rough she fell to the floor.

"Is this her?" 

Her eyes moved forward over to the two men, she recognized the old man who tried to have her attention by buying her a drink. Then the other guy was probably his friend.

"Go away!" Marissa screamed, moving away from the two of them when she noticed what was about to go down here, the last thing she would want to experience all together is to get raped on the floor of the bathroom. Her virginity is the only thing she has that has not been taken away from her, and it won't be taken now, especially not by creeps like them.

So, she acted out immediately and ran for the door, but the large one among them grabbed  her hair, before a slap hit her cheeks that made her ears ring.

"Help me!!!" Marissa cried, before she taken away from the door. The loud music wouldn't be able to let anyone know what exactly was going in here.

"You should have just complied when i offered to buy you a drink, you whore!" The man, who has been following her every movement at the club, snickered, watching the way his friend held her hostage, giving him the right to do anything he wants to do to her. "But now you are here, and am going to fuck you so hard sweetheart, who knows you are going to come back wanting for more."

His last statement made her stomach recoil and she nearly gagged only to raise her right leg up and connected it to his groin, sending the man wailing a meter away from her. She elbowed the big guy, who released her immediately, then she opened the door and disappeared into the crowd, running for her life.

No one was able to understand the predicament the young girl was in, but then how could they? She's the stupid one to have come here in the first place.

Marissa turned to see the big man making his way over to her, then she tripped on something and tried to fall, but then strong arms caught her, holding her from falling before she pulled her hair away to look into the most captivating blue eyes, that one had ever met.

"Are you okay?"