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Dayane arrived at 9 pm to pick me up, I even replied saying that we were only going to be there for a short time.

"Don't worry, the club closes at five in the morning," he said matter-of-factly.

5 am? Is this time for a party to end?

- What? No! I don't intend to stay there until late - I replied scared - I don't want to go past midnight.

- Serious? Too bad, there are so many handsome men there - I smiled mischievously.

- Nice try, but I'm not dependent on men.

- No need to depend and yes have fun! - He argued with the same mischievous smile.

She soon parks the car and I already see lights and a long queue to enter. Dayane told me that Veilleuse was a great city club that everyone loved.

- I can even stay for one or two due to the queue, so I can enjoy more inside - I said practically in a discouraged murmur.

- If you're willing to stay until that time, that's great because I have a free pass for us - She resounded victoriously and irreverently

- Serious? As?

- Influence my dear, influence - She says as if she were The Wise One.

I laugh at your answer.

We get out of the car and she goes ahead to talk to the security guard. She was really sexy in a tight red dress with a nice plunging neckline that flattered her breasts, her back was exposed but her black hair covered most of it, her makeup was heavy in dark tones, except for her beautiful lipstick which was a vivid red, and she wore black heels that flattered her body and legs. She really dressed to kill.

Some people stared at her as she walked as if she carried all the glamor of the place and had no weight on her shoulders. Among the audience that paid attention to her, there was desire, admiration, anger, jealousy and even envy among the people. She paraded with a firmness that demonstrated her total arrogance to herself by her haughtiness and that showed that nothing could reach her, that she had his full appreciation.

I don't know if it was just me, but I saw her as a black hole of self-esteem, as if walking around pulled the appreciation of others towards her, increasing her beauty.

Maybe it's just me.

I don't like to dress vulgarly or wear short or tight dresses, they take away your movement and limit you to do certain things, apart from that if you need to run, you're fucked.

So I was wearing a loose black jumpsuit open at the back, with a drawstring and a thin silver belt, wearing makeup with eyeliner, eyelash mask, compact powder, brown eyeshadow and wine lipstick. She was also wearing heels and a black bag with spikes.

If I used spikes, I'd be dressed to kill too. -I pointed, mocking to scare away the feeling of inferiority that I felt for a moment

After confirming the names, we entered the place with Dayane putting her hand on the security guard's arm and smiling mischievously.

She really is crazy, no doubt about it now.

And with it we took some bracelets that allowed the VIP area and the Open bar.

I loved it, fancy and free ride.

- Hey! Let's go to the bar to open the night-He says shouting

- The night opened with the disappearance of the sun, there are, like, three hours ago - I replied laughing seeing his face of irritation.

Arriving at the bar, we ordered a red fruit smoothie with vodka. After that Dayane took a few straight shots of something to "cheer her up" as she put it.

- Come Annie, let's dance! -She says making a face when she hit the glass on the marble and then dragging me to the dance floor.

- I don't know if I'm a dance fan, Dayane - I shout after pulling her to talk close to her.

I think I screamed too loud because she put her hand to her ear in pain.

- Stop calling me Dayane, we're already friends. Call me Day anyway - I nodded - And don't worry, just move that hip back and forth and there's no mistake, if you want you can even jump up and down to relax. Just don't try to make radical moves so you don't embarrass yourself. - He says and I try a little awkwardly - Almost there, just relax and follow the music.

After that she put her hands around my hips and made me follow what she was doing, when I relaxed she took her hands and threw them in the air while throwing her head back with her eyes closed enjoying the music and the moment.

She started wiggling and it didn't take long for one of the guys who were drying her to approach to try something. She looked him up and down analyzing him, smiled and turned to me.

- Well, I'll be going now. Enjoy there. Anything shouts to me that I'm coming - She said holding the boy's arm while he smiled and held her a little below the waist.

- All right Dayane -She looks at me irritated - Day. -She smiled and the guy takes her somewhere.

Dancing alone is weird when you don't know anyone around you and you don't dance very well. So I decide to go to the bar to drink, I wasn't a big fan but let's enjoy it since it's free for me.

I sit on a stool and order a daisy and drink it slowly, I've never had that. I end up out of boredom chatting with one of the bartenders.

- First time here girl? - Says gallantly while drying a glass I used

- Yes - Snorted frustrated

- And why aren't you having fun out there? -She asks, approaching and resting her hands on the marble.

- My partner went to have fun without me and dancing alone is sad, so I'm drinking - I answer and he gives a muffled laugh.

- Fish someone out there, there are plenty of handsome guys available around here, or girls if you prefer.

- I'm not going to flirt with strangers, I don't even know how to do that - I say crestfallen.

I wasn't BV but I didn't have that much experience either, I was one of those nerdy girls who just wanted to study and be rich somewhere and who had other priorities.

-Well, you're not the fruit I eat but if I weren't on duty I could flirt with you just for fun to pull you onto the dance floor - I laugh at his consolation and he refills my glass.

- Too bad for you dear but lucky for me - Says a strange being that came out of nowhere - Hello, I'm Eduardo - Introduces himself kissing my hand - Could you do me the honor of a dance?

He was black with beautiful little curls, I didn't refuse the request. If I don't like it, just throw it away.

He takes my hand and leads me to the dance floor where he grabs my hips and spins me so that my back is to him. He imitates Day and starts leading my movements and I relax my body to let my hips loose.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, with him very close to me making me roll over him and it didn't take long for him to start kissing my neck and running his hands over my thighs, I even liked the feeling. Soon he turned me around and kissed me with tongue, it took me a while to reason and give in.

It was very strange to start there.

He separated our mouths and whispered in my ear:

- Let's go to the corner and leave the floor for those who will dance.

He didn't wait for my answer and was leading me somewhere. I was already disoriented from the drinks I'd had and the flashing lights.

I was pulled quickly and leaned against a wall. Unable to locate me in the club, the guy brutally attacked my mouth, I kind of moaned, I couldn't tell if it was discomfort or pleasure, when he sucked hard on my lip and squeezed my ass, his hands were free on the my body. We were out of breath and he started kissing my neck and one of his hands was trying to reach my breast under my overalls and the other was right in the center of my ass.

- Err, we better stop, I'm feeling dizzy. - I said trying to keep my vision clear.

Why notdid I have lunch today?

- Why? It's good, isn't it? - He retorts, squeezing my hip and passing his finger on my breast over the cloth.

- No - I answered sincerely.

It used to be good but that headache ruined the moment. Did I drink that much?

- Don't lie - Nibbles my lip and grabs my breast.

Why did I come without a bra?

I try to push him away but he's heavy and he gets closer.

- Or, calm down, it's okay. He whispers, grabbing my chin to look at him.

- No, get out, I don't want to. - I say with my eyes closed, the lighting was making my eyes hurt and worsening my headache.

I felt him get irritated as he pressed me against the wall harder using his body.

- Dayane... - I whisper, weak and disoriented and the bastard advances towards my mouth and I feel his erection on top of my belly.

No, I won't be that easy.

I bite his lip hard to stop him and I was really surprised that he kept trying something and it just pissed him off.

What a tapir I am, if a bite prevented harassment, there wouldn't be so many female victims out there -I scold myself.

He grips my chin again but with more force and makes me face him, I saw his anger before closing his eyes due to the headache and the light. I give a muffled cry when he scolds me for not facing him by squeezing my chin and hips tighter, using strength in his fingers.

A lonely tear falls for letting it get this far.

Useless wimp, that's what I am.

He takes my arm and drags me to another location.

I was weak.

Will I die or be raped, if I could choose which one would I choose? Continue to live in humiliation or just give up on life?

He stops rocking me and making my head spin, I could see nothing with such dizziness but I hear that crazy voice.

- Ui, where are the good guys going? - I can't see your face but I feel your amusement with the situation.

I rest my head on the guy's shoulder so I don't fall over.

- I'll take your colleague to rest or have fun as you please - Says... Marcos? The bastard, I don't remember his name.

- From the way she is, I'd better take her home - I lift my head a little, but without the strength to speak, trying to agree with her.

He opens my arm more, I think so I can disagree with her and let him take me. However, I moan in pain and end up staggering and almost falling, the trick holds me by the waist and rests my head on his chest, almost falling.

Why am I so weak? Am I that weak to alcohol? I have the body of a wolf, my metabolism should be fast.

- Give it to me - Dayane replies with a serious voice, no longer having that relaxed sound.

The hoax seems to think and squeezes me tighter.

- Didn't you hear her? Give it to the girl - I hear another serious and angry voice.

Who is the third member?

My head hurts more when I try to open my eyes, I see black spots weakening and softening my body. The deceit falters and loosens my grip causing me to fall fast.

It turned out that everything went dark before I even felt the ground.

(...)

- Okay, I'll go there after I finish here (...) What? No, no way (...) Obeying is a scam (...) I don't care, I don't care.

I wake up with a headache and dizziness, try to orient myself by looking around and realize I'm in my room.

- You're a pain in the ass, you should go give some to... (...) Respect me spark! I demand this at least! (...) I'm a lady you must respect me first!

I get up leaning on the closet forcing my body to work.

What a headache.

- You're an asshole and most assholes are incubated fagots, do you want help coming out of the closet?(...) Shiuuuu! Look at your mouth, you're really nervous because of the direction of the conversation (...) I understand, but believe me, I'll help you free yourself... (...) Spark? (...) Sun!?

I'm going to look for the owner of the voice until I recognize it as the crazy one. I arrive in the room and she turns to me.

- He hung up on me! – She says irritated.

- Oh, stop yelling. - I say putting my hand on my head - Who is he?- I sat down on the couch

- My brother. He's been stressed and irritated these last few days, I recommended him to go have sex and relax but he sent me to the fucking house - Does he say hurt? Angry? I still don't understand this woman.

- Uhm, I think his intimate life is none of your business. No Offense. God - I confess my opinion and feel a twinge in the head right after.

- It is when it starts to affect his mood and makes my life hell. – He argues after making a face.

What did you say wrong?

- What happened yesterday? My head hurts – I massage my head to relieve it.

- You must have drunk a lot because you blacked out at the end and a guy almost took you to I don't know where.

Flashes of memories hit my head. The man running his hands over me, him squeezing me against him, his anger, his desire. My head hurts but the feeling of being dirty and scared is stronger, I curl up on the couch I was on.

Day senses my distress and approaches.

- Hey, I'm here and nothing serious has happened and will happen to me around. That guy. Hey - Lift my face - You're sleeping, won't even think about touching you again. Maybe he doesn't even remember you either, the punch he took should probably leave some sequel besides a big bruise.

- You punched him? - I ask scared.

- No, but I wanted to, nobody touches mine, especially any mundane. My brother who did it, found out about my party and went to get me, I heard you calling me and I went to look for you and he followed me. He helped me bring you here and here I am checking that everything is okay with my friend.

I got emotional and pulled her into a hug, she reciprocated and continued.

- Are you weak to alcohol or are you an alcoholic? Wait, were you baptized? I'm going after him now to rip his balls and hands off. - She gets angry and I see her angry eyes.

They were orange.

She is a werewolf.

I'm static.

Orange eyes and enraged...

- Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the doctor?

Motionless, I couldn't respond or see anything other than those angry eyes in my mind.

Enraged orange eyes and declaration of affection.

"- Nooo!"- Flashes of memories passed, I saw my scared child version.

- Annie? Hey? - Day says waving.

If she wanted my bad, she would leave me with the hoax, right? But that doesn't take away from the fact that she has anger and aggression. She's a wolf, it's her nature.

- Talk to me! - Day screams holding me by the shoulders rocking me back and forth.

-Oh sorry. Hi, what did you say? - She smile

- Is it bad? Do you want me to take you to the doctor? Have you really been baptized? - Sounds worried.

- It's just a hangover, I guess. It is not necessary. No, he arrived after I finished drinking, I really must be weak for alcohol – She sighs in relief – And I had only had coffee and a snack.

- What? Do you have dementia!? – The crazy woman I know is back – Do you want to go drinking at a nightclub on an empty stomach? And I'm the crazy one - Snort frustrated.

- Even if you slip up, you're still crazy, my attitudes don't interfere with your personality - I answer, making her laugh.

- Score for you, madam.

We laugh and I get up to take a pain reliever and make myself something to eat. I see it's 12 o'clock already.

- Do you want something Day? - I'm still afraid of her, I don't really know her, but I still needed to be polite and reciprocate what I got from her attitude yesterday.

- No need, already serve me - Says shrugging. Her disbelieving eye disapproving of his act – What? You wouldn't wake up and I was hungry, I also drank yesterday.

She took care of me and brought me home, I have nothing to complain about, but the thought that she must have searched my house scares me.

I go to the kitchen and see that she really helped herself to the dirty dishes. At least she already made the coffee.

I prepare a sandwich and make my coffee with milk, then I return to the living room.

- Do you already have plans for the decoration? - He says looking at the wall.

- What?

- Your AP, it needs a beautifying makeover. - Say it in the face. - I know he arrived these days and didn't have time to pack his bags in his room.

- Uhm – I drink a sip of coffee – I'm just going to clean up my room because it's the room where I live, besides I'm not in a hurry yet, it's not like I'm going to have a meeting with invisible friends from California - She laughs

- I'll come! You can use that as an excuse. Honestly, that bathroom color is awful. - Says the obvious making me laugh.

- Yes, that's definitely going to change, I don't want to feel like vomiting every time I get in it – That mint green one was really ugly – As for you, if you came here we stayed in the room, no problem.

- I'm a wolf, I need to move!

- There's the patio downstairs for that - I shrug and see his face of indignation. – Well, I know you must go somewhere there and I still have to pack two or three bags.

- That's not why I say goodbye, I can help you, I really want to piss off my brother - She responds, getting up euphoric - Only if that's an excuse for me to go. AND? It must be. Sorry, I'll go give you space if you want. - Says downcast

In addition to being crazy, I realized that she is bipolar.

Wolf, crazy, without judgment and bipolar, what could go wrong in this coexistence?

I don't refuse your offer, I'm going to take advantage of your goodwill, at least today.

- Great, do you have a speaker? Let's do it in style - Rejoicing

- No

- Arg. Go by cell phone.