Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My life was just simple. I have a mother who keeps telling me to be careful, especially at night. But I am a girl who loves partying. I love clubs and parties. My friends often told me that a party won’t be complete without me there.

But because of that my mother always panics whenever she’ll find out that I am outside clubbing my ass out. I know that she was just worried, but I think my mother was overreacting. I grew up without a father. Mom said that he died before I was born. We even visit his tomb every death anniversary. And now that I turned 18, I can freely go clubbing without faking my age or faking my identity cards.

“This is fun!” Celine, my friend since junior high. She was the one who influenced me to go clubbing. But then, the only thing we’re different is she will always be out of sight whenever she found a target for tonight. And everybody knows what she’s doing. She’s maybe doing it inside her car, comfort room, or the VIP rooms of this club…with her flavor of the night.

“Yeah!” I laughed and danced to the music. The music was booming in the whole club. It raised my heartbeat, and I can’t help but be hyped up.

Celine and I danced together. We danced like crazy until it gets sexier. Men are staring at us with visible lust in their eyes. Of course, I know how sexy and hot I am. It’s just that Celine’s boobs are much bigger than mine.

“Let’s do the dirty hump!” Celine whispered to me. I immediately nodded and started the dirty hump. I heard the audience shout and cheered for us. I laughed because I saw how Celine did her very sexy dance while dirty humping. Until Celine just suddenly vanished on the dancefloor. Maybe someone snatched her and knowing Celine when she’s heated, she’ll fuck no matter who he is.

I decided to go back to the counter and order one glass of tequila. I am a bit tipsy, but I still know what I’m doing.

“Hi, miss!” someone sat down beside me. I glanced at him. He looks handsome. He looks like someone who can be an antagonist of a story.

“Hi!” I greeted back and sipped on my glass. I saw how lust glittered in his eyes as he watched me drink the tequila. I smiled at him afterward.

“You look so sexy. May I know your name?” he asked and moved a bit closer to my ears. His breath tickles my ears. I smirked. I am not like Celine who fucks every man she’ll encounter. But I can flirt…a bit.

“It’s Solitaire,” I also neared his ear to whisper. I purposely breathed on his ear so that he could feel me. And that’s when I felt his hands rest on my small waist. Damn! Am I drunk?

“Your name suits you well,” he whispered huskily. Solitaire is my second name. Whenever a guy asks my name, I always answer them with my second name. I don’t wanna tell him my real name.

“What about you?” I asked sexily in his ear. He started to kiss my ears. I felt his warm lips down my jaw.

“Tristan,” he whispered but he’s now busy kissing my neck. I closed my eyes feeling his kisses. His hands went down to my thighs and slid inside my short skirt. I let him do that since no one could see us like this. Everyone is busy dancing and getting drunk so no one will care if we make out here.

“You’re so hot…” he moaned while kissing my neck. My lips parted. I let men touch me whenever we make out because it makes me feel better. I snaked my arms around his nape and attacked his lips with hungry kisses. He was shocked at first, but he kissed me back later on. He equaled my kisses while his hands are massaging my thighs and the other one is caressing my boobs under my clothes.

When I felt his hands on my groin I immediately withdrew from his kisses. Tristan’s confused face stared at me.

“Is something wrong?” he asked. No. You can’t touch me there.

“I’m going,” I said without looking back at him. I walked fast as I could. The cold night embraced me as I walked into the parking lot. I am searching for my car, or should I say mom’s car. I stopped when I felt that again.

This is not the first time, but it always gives me creeps. Every night, I could feel…someone is watching me. I know mom was just worried about me but…every time it happens, I always think that maybe mom knows that someone is after me?

I don’t know. I don’t want to tell it to mom because I know she’ll get worried more and she’ll never let me stay outside anymore. But this feeling of someone watching me from afar gives me chills and it bothers me.

I looked around the area, but I am the only one here. I walked faster until I found my car. I search for the key inside my bag and when I found it, I immediately started my car. I looked around the area once again checking if I could see whoever someone was watching me. But I saw no one.

I drove the car and remember what happened earlier. I had fun partying tonight and making out with Tristan. Tristan is not the only one I made out this night. But I don’t want anything beyond that. I don’t want to have sex, unlike Celine who craves it.

Speaking of Celine, I need to message her that I’m going home now. I was typing on my phone when my car screeched to stop! My eyes blinked twice as I looked in front. A huge rock was blocking the road. Maybe it came from the mountain. This road is in the mountainside so it’s understandable but…am I only imagining it?

I didn’t step the break so…how did my car stop on its own? I feel like someone…pulled my car from the back so that it would stop.

I immediately turn around to check the car’s back…but there’s no one.

What the hell happened?