Le Disko

The bass pumped our hearts as soon as we passed the threshold of the club. ‘Le Disko’, the name of the club,was painted across the hallway to get into the actual club. We stepped into the club full of people with a breath of clarity.

The music got into our veins. Notes swayed our hips. Chords drove our movements. Lyrics decided our actions.

Renolds passed me a drink and I downed it without question. Astrid suddenly slipped my mind.

“Hey,” an accent called. I turned to find a handsome man with stubble and black hair. He seemed alright.

“Hey.”

“Will you dance with me?”

Nodding, I held out my hands for him. He swept me onto the floor, setting his lips on my ear. Each breath was a dissonant sound in my euphonic world.

His unnaturally large hand held my entire back. The other hand trickled down my back, cupping my ass.

I knew Renolds gave me that dress for a reason.

We swirled together in a lyrical haze. Spinning me around, he took my hips and moved them as he wished. A warm mouth nestled into my neck, licking up to my hairline.

I felt one hand trace its way up to my chest. Another hand felt down and grabbed my thigh.

I downed another drink.

A faster song came on and we were swept into a pit of bodies. Everyone thrashed and moved. We were a body of water, connected by waves of movement tied to measures of noise. We were no longer ourselves; we were pieces of music, pulsing to the heartbeat.
He took my hand and spun me into a corner. I could only see his eyes glowing in the darkness. His teeth took my bottom lip, making me cringe in pain. His sandpaper hands rubbed my skin, clawing their way into me. His burning breath scoured neck.

“I… I need a drink,” I stumbled, fighting my way off of him.

The crowd engulfed me again. I lost the black haired man but he left a heavy feeling in my chest. I saw a flash of red bobbing towards me. Soon enough, Renolds was taking my hand and running off to the bar with me.

“Do you need a drink? I need a drink?” She moved inhumanly fast while my world dragged on, blearily.

I found her at the bar and she handed me a lovely looking drink. This one I downed to forget the black haired man.