"What do I wear? Because I don't know what I am supposed to wear. Like seriously." I sulked at him sitting on my bed staring at the beach. Blade sighed and gave me a look. He ran his hand through his hair shrugging at me.

"Well don't look at me, I'm not a girl." Blade mumbles and sits next to me and I sighed. I wish he was a girl right now.

"I didn't pack anything for this, I am not prepared." I groaned holding my sulking face into my hands. I felt Blade pat my back like I was some twelvie. Which I wasn't. I mean just because I looked like one didn't mean that I was one. It was totally insulting.

"Okay Little one, calm dow-"

"I am calm a like a butterfly blueberry." I complained lifting my head to see him raise his hands up.

"Yeah right." He rolled his eyes at me, "I'll just call your friend Bethany, right?"

"Yeah that's a good idea, now go." I stood up and pushed him out of my room.

"Whoa, bossy." He stumbled out of my room and I exhaled out shaking my head.

Jasper dropped the bomb exactly 6 minutes ago that we were going to some nightclub thing. I was really skeptical at first, because I wasn't a fan of it.

But then I thought, I wasn't probably going to do it again, so why not give it a try? And plus what's the worst thing that could happen?

And here I was with no clothes for a nightclub according to Blade. I had no clue what the standards for the dressing code thingy was.

I needed professional help.

"Ana." Bethany gave me a little wave and I got up and gave her a hug.

"So I heard from Blade that you apparently have not clubbing clothes," She asks looking around my beautiful room and I nodded. "Lucky I am prepared."

She pushed me aside and I watched as she brought in one of her massive suitcases. I gaped as I literally saw a closet full of clothes and shoes in there.

"Why do you have so many clothes in there?" I gasped as I picked up a piece of clothing to examine it.

"For emergency situations," She shrugged and started looking through the pile of clothes. There were literally so many clothes. God you would think we were living here for 4 months. She had an obsession.

"Emergency situations?"

"Yeah like these ones." She shrugs and continues to pick out random clothes out.

I stood there silently thinking about how the club would be. Would it be like in the movies? Alcohol? People dancing the night away? Drugs? I mean Bethany has obviously been to many clubs, so I was basically like a twelvie in this situation.

"So what should I wear? Have you sorted out your outfit?" I twiddled with my thumbs and watched her search for things in her mountain of clothing.

"I think I got an idea for you, and yeah I do have my outfit" She smiles at me and carries on searching before she let out a squeal.

"Whoa." I cupped my ears because they were ringing. She could have given me a warning.

"Go shower right now, and then we'll get you done." She shoved me into my bathroom and slammed the door shut leaving me to gape at the door. Woah rude much.

I didn't even get to get my underwear.

Just as I was gonna open the door, Bethany stood in front of me chucking my undergarments at my face before slamming the door once again.

* * * *

"Whoa, you look hot." Bethany squeals as scanned her eyes over me. I blushed at her compliment, and mumbled out a low 'thank you.'

"You look really pretty Bethany." I gave her a smile, and she did.

She wore a tight black dress that was a bit short. There was a couple of see through patches in her dress and it was long sleeved. She had a pair of very very high heels, making me look up to her. She had her long beautiful curly hair in a messy ponytail.

Her make up was a bit on the dark side, she had dark purple lipstick painted on her lips. She just looked really pretty.

"I know." She deadpanned and I giggled at her face. I gave myself another look in the mirror.

I had on a sparkly golden short shorts, which I thought were way too short. A black strappy bralette that showed my stomach and a bit shoulders. Bethany gave me a pair of high heels, but I refused to take it, knowing that I would fall over. So I just swapped them for a pair of my black converses. I know it didn't particularly match. But who cares. I didn't really want anything on my face so I just settled for some light red lip gloss.

"Um are you this is okay?" I tugged the top down a bit. She sprayed some sweet smelling perfume on me.

She groans and grabs her purse before checking her lipstick again. "Yes Ana, are you sure you don't want to wear the heels? They would match better."

Her eyes are trained onto my trusty converses making me squirm a bit under her stare. I wiggled my foot towards her and curled a lock of hair around my index finger.

"Yeah i'm pretty sure I want to wear these." She shrugs.

"Alright then, if you say so." She smacks her lips together to make her lip stick spread out a bit. "Well Jasper said everyone left but Adrian of course, so I am going with Jasper, before he leaves."

"Okay." I pursed my lips as I watched her leave the room.

Shaking my head I grabbed a little black bag clutch thingy with all my stuff in it. "I wonder whats in store for tonight."

Yes I am talking to myself.

I do it a lot.

Get use to it.

Once I got outside safely meaning without tripping or walking into something, I saw Mr Grumpy looking divine.

He was leaning against his car looking all snazzy and very dangerous. He had on a tight fitting button up shirt that truly gave a hot body a new meaning. I could see the outline of his abdomen clearly. He also wore dark coloured jeans that looked amazing on his strong legs.

He added some combat boot to give the whole 'I'll stamp on your face,' effect. And of course his signature leather jacket was with him topping the bad boy style. He looked a bit scary. I was so glad he was my friend. Well he might not think so but oh well.

He looked like a sin.

And for a second I wanted to be a sinner.

He was typing on his phone so I didn't get to see his beautiful eyes. I cleared my throat as I came nearer hoping we could get into the car and go. He was too close. Too close.

I took a deep breath as I felt his eyes analyze over me, it was always his piercing hazel eyes that had me squirming. The way he looked at me was something. Something different.

I didn't move, I was frozen as he kept staring, his stare never faltering. It always made me nervous when he looked at me like this, which was most of the time.

"Um is there something wrong?" My voice was so low that I didn't know if he heard me. I gripped my bag clutch thingy tighter as if it would protect me from his gaze.

It didn't.

"No, let's go." He leans away from the car door and walks to his side. I release the huge breath and feel a bit less nervous now that he wasn't so close to me.

He hasn't talked to me since yesterday, after the whole Blade thing. I couldn't say that I was surprised seeing as how he hardly ever spoke. But I was disappointed I wasn't able to have more conversations. I sighed thinking how impossible the thought was.

* * * *

"We're here."

My ears peaked up at the sound of his angelic rough voice. I breathed deeply, "We're here?"

"Yes. Out. " He gripped the steering wheel tighter before letting a huge sigh. I turned my head slightly up from my lap to look at the club. It was huge. Very huge.

The club was called Sinners.

How Ironic.

"What a nice name for a club." I mumbled under my breath as I got out slowly making sure not to trip out of his huge car. I pulled down my top again and straightened my shorts.

I followed Mr Grumpy to the front of the line and frowned. Weren't we suppose to be at the back of the humongasaurus line? The line was extremely long actually, I'd probably have to wait like 3 hours or so.

"Um Mr Grumpy, I think we should be at the back of the line." I mentally groaned at the thought of waiting so long. I folded my arms around my stomach when I saw a guy looking at me funny. Was there something on my face? Oh how embarrassing would that be. What if I had spaghetti on my face and hair.

I could be like Medusa. Except instead of snakes I'd have spaghetti.

"No, we don't kid." He simply said and waved me off before a bouncer gave him a nod. Mr Grumpy gave him a nod back and just like that we were let through. It looked as if they knew each other.

Didn't we need an ID card or something? Oh my god, I am officially a rebel. Holy Alpacas. What is happening. "Oh my god Mr Grumpy we are such rebels, I mean you already are but now I am one too. We are like basically twins like you're my brother. Oh my god we're best frien-"

A large calloused hand interrupted my babbling." Kid?"

Oh he's asking a question oh my lord. "Um yes?"

"Listen here, shut that pretty little mouth. You talk to much. Okay? Just relax and have fun." His warm breath was against my ear and I felt nervous as he brought one of his hands to my shoulders and began rubbing it.

The skin underneath his hand felt hot, it was sizzling. Sizzling. Like hot sausages, burning. The tingling sensation went as quick as it came leaving me disappointed once again.

I gulped softly and I smelt him; cigarettes and manly cologne. I didn't know what cologne he wore, but it smelt heavenly, I think I was drooling a bit. He smelt amazing. I sniffed him a bit and I got a weird expression from him. As usual.

He stepped back and gave me another look over before opening a large golden door that said VIP on it. The whole club screamed dark and rich.

As soon as the door was opened loud deafening music was heard. I gaped as I stepped into the VIP section. It was on the second story of the club.

I walked closer to the dark golden rails and looked down at everyone. The music was very very loud, my ears were ringing a bit but I couldn't help but squeal as I saw everyone dancing on everyone and having fun. Though a lot of people were grinding on each other, it still looked like everyone was having a blast.

I turned around and a huge smile was on my face when I saw my friends in the VIP section. Mr Grumpy was already seated with a drink, sipping the night away.

"Oh my gosh it's so loud." I giggle and block my ears for a second. I smiled at everyone.

"Yeah, that's how clubs are." Bethany rolls her eyes as she clutched onto Jasper's arm earning a glare from Sarah.

"Sarah it always stuck like that?" Bethany's soft voice wasn't unheard by Sarah who was standing next to Reece, drinking the dark liquid in her hands.

"Like what Bethany?" Bethany's name was sneered out making me almost flinch at her tone. Damn they were like savages.

Bethany gave her a troubled smile as she scanned her outfit. I knew she was going to say something mean, insulting. That was what she did when ever she didn't like something or someone. "Your face. You're always glaring like a sad lonely person. Is it stuck like that sweetie?" She batted her eyelashes at Sarah's fuming face. The bitterness in Bethany's voice hit me.

The whole room was silent beside the loudness of the music before Sarah moved forward. Uh Oh.

"Listen here sweetie, my face may be stuck like this, but at least I don't go around spreading my legs for anyone. Maybe your legs should be stuck together." Sarah gave Bethany a death glare and I saw Reece's mouth curling upwards a bit before Sarah dragged him down to the dance floor.

"Burn!!!" Cam shouted and started laughing.

"Alright. I am going to get something to drink." Blade claps his hands and jumps up.

"Okay, see you later Blade?" I asked him shyly smiling at him. He gave me a flawless smile and walked off.

"Cam please for the love of god, stop dabbing." Jasper groaned and I giggled as Cam gave him a nod.

"Okay Jasper." He winks at him and then starts dabbing on the way to the stairs ignoring Jasper's demands to stop.

Bethany was quiet, she hadn't made a move since Sarah left, "Beth, wanna dance babe?"Jasper gave her a seductive wink and then they left.

"I guess it's just us, do you want to dance with me?" I asked shyly peaking at Mr Grumpy underneath my lashes. He ran a hand through his hair while he kept his dark eyes on me.

"No I don't dance." His eyes followed my moves toward him.

"Awhh Mr Grumpy please?" I pouted at him, I wished he would just dance with me. It looked like he was going to accept. Yes!

"'No kid, I don't dance. I drink." But like always, Mr Grumpy was very unpredictable.

"Oh alright then, I'll see you later." You could hear the disappointment laced in my voice. I gave him a tight smile before going downstairs careful not to trip.

If I thought parties were full, clubs were way more packed. I felt so claustrophobic in the crowd. Loud music filled the air and everyone was literally on top of everyone.

It was so hard for me to squeeze my way through the crowd to get to the bar on the other side. I got hit a couple of times, and I was grateful I didn't wear the heels.

"Excuse me." I politely said to someone and they moved a little to the side so that I could move through the gap.

I felt a little bit sweaty from all the heat in this room. I also felt a little dizzy from the lights going crazy in this place. But nevertheless this club was amazing.

After 15 minutes of getting pushed almost hit in the face 4 times I finally got to the bar. "Hi there beautiful."

I lifted my head up as I heard the voice in front of me. A tall blond haired guy smiled at me. He was super cute and he had dark green eyes. Was he talking to me? Of course dumb bum. "Um hi?"

"What can I get you?" His smile never slipping. I bit my lip as I looked around the drinks on the shelved all looking like a sin.

"Um you wouldn't happened to have some," I paused clearing my throat as he leaned closer. I smelt him and although he smelt nice, he didn't smell amazing unlike someone I know. "Ice cream, would you?"

He pulled back with the strangest expression ever and he busted out into laughter. He clutched onto the bar table shaking with laughter. "Ice-Cream?"

"Yes." My cheeks were dipped in redness. I bit my lip as I watched him sober up.

"Sorry about that. I don't really hear of people in here wanting Ice-Cream, especially from the VIP section." He chuckles and dries a glass with his towel.

"Oh." I was lame. Lamer than a lama that lost it's humps.

"But I can check if there is." He smiled at me waiting for my nod, my confirmation.

"Okay." I wasn't sure if he heard me over the deafening sound of the music but he nodded and walked somewhere.

I didn't know what to do as I waited for him so I just sat on one of the comfy chairs. I leaned my forearms on the bar table waiting.

"So we do have Ice-Cream. Chocolate or Strawberry?" The boy said as he showed me two flavoured ice creams. I pointed at the Chocolate shyly and he gave me it.

"You're different." He says twirling his spoon in his bowl making a clutter sound.

"I know. A lot of people has told me before." I blushed as I heard him. It was true. Everyone always called me different.

It was good to be different wasn't it?

* * * *

I didn't know where I was. It was dark and I was scared.

After I finish my Ice-Cream which was almost heavenly, I was finding my way through the crowd when someone pulled me into a dark corner. And then I couldn't see. Well I still can't see.

I felt a hand gripping my arm tightly. A squeal left me and soon a hand was on my mouth shutting me up completely. I was panicking now. I tried to claw at the person but it didn't do anything.

I tried to wiggle my body but it seems as though the person who held me captive was very very strong.

"Where is he?" It was a man. His voice was hard. Scary and cold. At least his breath didn't smell. I mean why am I always in this position? Seriously.

I tried to speak words but nothing was heard against his palm. He shook me again and I wiggled my head. No offense to this guy but he's not very smart if he thinks I can talk while his hand's on my mouth. What a dumb bum.

"Where?" He released my mouth and I gulped loudly, I hated the darkness.

"W-Who i-is h-he?" The words coming out of my mouth were barely words. I was frightened and my cheeks felt wet. My lips were dry and so was my throat.

"Adrian Miles. I know you're with him."

"I don't know. I-I left him when he didn't want to dance. Please let me go."

"No. I think I might just keep you." I shrieked as I felt him bite my earlobe. He licked it hard and I began crying all over again. The hand on my arm was tightened and I could feel the bruise that was going to start. His other hand snaked around my stomach rubbing circles. My skin didn't tingle when he touched me, it hurt when he touched me.

"Somebody help me!" I have never screamed louder than in this moment. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go.

"Shh. Come on baby girl. You're very valuable do you know that? Everyone on the streets knows about you. Ahh Adrian's girl, that's what they call you. Hmm lets see why Adrian keeps you." I could feel his breath getting closer, oh my goodness gracious he's going to kiss me.

"No." It came out weaker than I wanted. I shut my eyes even though it made no difference as it was still darkness.

I heard a whine and shouts. There wasn't a hand on me anymore, the man was gone. I think. Well I hope so. My throat was sore again.

And then I felt a hand on me again and I sobbed. He was back. "Kid."

My heart pounded against my chest, and my ears felt hot. I was frozen. There was only one person I knew in my whole life who called me kid.