6

Hazel looked at the pub with wide eyes as she looked at the people openly making out.

Never in her wildest dreams, she has seen such boldness. To say she was afraid was an understatement. Not only did she understood why her aunt always foreboded her to never get indulge in all these activities! 

These are purely savage and immoral!

She gulped in fear as she sat next to Dove on the barstool and looked at Dove who gulped her 6th shot of tequila.

She thought wanted to try alcohol but instantly dismissed the idea seeing how her friend was behaving senselessly. 

To say she was afraid was an understatement. She wanted to go home but asking Dove for it is useless.

Matt instantly wandered to the crowd in search of a good night buddy as they entered the pub leaving them alone at the bar.

“Hazel...C’mon b-bitch try tequila you will love how it feels....here!” Hazel Lincoln for the first time in life felt how right her aunt was when she said that the twins were not a good company to her. 

They are outrageously bold!

“No Dove I don’t wish to...can we please go home now?” Hazel asked her friend who was not even her senses.

“Nah! I will go and bang some good hunk and you go find yourself some hottie too. Now hush!” 

Dove screamed laughter in end.

Hazel gulped as she looked around at the wild crowd. She truly now regretted her decision.

“Please dove...hey! Hey! Dove where are you going?” Hazel's voice goes unheard as she sees Dove disappearing in the wild crowd. 

“Damn you dove!” Hazel cursed stomping her feet. 

“Mam will you like a drink?” The cute bartender asked her winking and she shrugged it off with an annoyed expression.

She stood there near waiting impatiently to catch sight of either Dove or her brother Matt Dixon.

She was grateful when she caught sight of Matt and rushed to him. Matt was with two girls but Hazel had no choice but to interrupt him.

“Matt....please I need your help,” Hazel said in his ear as the loud sound of music made her voice inaudible from distance. 

Matt looked at Hazel with clear lust in his eyes and nodded motioning her to come to a corner. Hazel walked behind Matt blindly.

An evil plan crossed Matt’s mind realizing that they will soon be alone.

“Matt! I can’t find Dove. I want to go home and I know it will burden you but please can you drop me home?” Hazel asked looking around at the empty corridor they were walking into.

“No burden beautiful. It will be my pleasure.” Hazel frowned at her friend’s words but she frowned deepened when Matt stopped in front of a door and took out a key to unlock the door.

“Matt what’s happening?—.” Her words were gone unheard as Matt Dixon suddenly pushed Hazel into the room making her yelp. 

Hazel turned to look back at Matt who locked the door and looked at her wildly smirking evilly.

Hazel couldn’t imagine it was her friend who was looking at her so viciously.

She gulped and ran to the door but Matt grabbed her waist harshly. Hazel gulped as tears brimmed her eyes. She gasped as she struggled against Matt to free herself.

“Matt! What are you doing!!! Let go! Somebody help! Help!!” Hazel shrieked as loud as possible but it was deaf in his ears. 

He pushed Hazel harshly to the wall. Her body ached as it made contact with the wall so harshly. A cry escaped her mouth from the pain. 

Matt was out of his senses. He tugged on Hazel's hair as he tried to kiss her forcefully on her lips. Hazel tried her best to struggle against her friend who has turned into a beast. 

Her hand reached out for something that could save her and much to her luck a decoration piece on the side was in near touch. 

Matt was biting on her neck when she grabbed the vase and hit it hard on her friend’s head. Matt stilled for a few seconds before dropping to the floor and blacking out. Hazel gasped in horror as tears fell out of her eyes profusely. 

Leaving her coat that had slipped from her hand when she was harshly thrown in the room, she rushed out of the room. 

Passing hurriedly among the crowd with runny rose and teary eyes she managed to find the exit of the club. As soon as she was out she took a deep breath.

Never had she thought she would be attacked by her friend!

She should have brought her pepper spray with her. 

Wiping her tears, she started to walk down the street.

Her bag was still in their car and her mobile was low at the battery. 

She had no idea where she was heading but she knew that the bus stop was not that far from the pub.

She checked the time on her wristwatch only to groan. 

11:25 pm! 

She took off her heels as she tried to walk faster. Looking around she felt a chill creep down in her spine. There was no soul out at this time of night and she was practically alone and wearing almost no clothes and was in unknown territory. 

As she walked faster sweat beads started to form on her forehead. 

The sudden barking of dogs made her startled and her heels slipped from her hands. Gulping nervously, she picked up her heels but a strange sound of someone groaning made her halt in her action.

Eyes widened and taking a sharp intake of breath, she looked for the source of the sound through every inch in her was telling her to stop and ran away her curiosity got the best of her. 

She looked at the narrow alley at the right and with a thumping heart and frantic breathing, she made her way slowly in the alley.

The alley was too narrow with the only width enough for one person to pass. The mud and smell of garbage made her stomach twist. Ignoring the smell, she tried to make out where the sound was exactly coming from. 

A turn to the left and then the alley opened up to a garage where lots of cars were parked. Hazel immediately concluded that it was a scheduled part of the city. Gulping hard, she decided to head back but the sound of a loud groan made her halt. 

She looked at the end of the garage and saw few men standing there. Against her sixth sense and submitting herself to her wild curiosity, she moved ahead slowly and looked at the scene from afar by hiding behind a car. 

Not much was clear to her in dark but she can understand that there were three men on their knees and around five men surrounded them.

Hazel narrowed her eyes at them not understanding the matter at all. It was when, when one of the men take out a pistol and shot all three kneeling men that her eyes widened. 

Tears started to stream down her eyes and in utter fear, she tried to move back but stilled, when a cold metal touched her head and the pistol was unlocked.....