《Twist of Fate》Insert 8
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Mbali: Come on, turn!
I twirled for her to see the third short dress she had made me wear, mind you against my will. She tapped on her chin in what seemed to be thinking. I sighed and fumbled with the dress, trying to find the zipper.
Mbali: What are you doing? This is the perfect dress, I think.
Me: And I think that this a waste of time, besides I don't even wanna go to the stupid club.
I sulked.
Mbali: Fine, if I make you wear whatever you want, you'll have no choice but to come with me to a club, deal?
Me: Whatever I want?
Mbali: Except for sweats.
Me: Close enough, fine then go wait somewhere.
Mbali: It's not like I haven't seen anything there-
Me: You utterly disgusting, get out.
I shoved her out of the door with her snorting like a pig. I closed the door and rummaged through my wardrobe for something comfortable to wear.
The ankle length jeans held my waist tightly and loosened around my legs and thighs. The long sleeved crop top clung on my upper body like a second skin. I put a cardigan on top. My hair was free from hairpins as it flew loosely on my head. I tied the shoe laces of my nike sneakers and put a little cologne on my neck.
I pocketed my phone in the back pockets of my jeans. I didn't need a clutch, I looked at myself one last time and nodded satisfied and comfortable.
Mbali parked among the many cars in the lot. We got out and walked to the entrance, the club was packed and lively just as expected. You could see the VIP side which is where we were headed. It was as packed as the general, one thing about South Africans, is they pay for a good time.
Women clung to their men in vip, single men checked us out, even the ones with women. Although I was more sure they were checking Mbali out, in her short black dress with black stilettos.
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We found a seat and a server came to take our order. We got shots, a bottle of gin and some ciders I was certain that Mbali's attempt to get me drunk would succeed tonight. Soon our table was filled with more alcohol which we didn't buy, some guys decided to join us with some few girls in VIP, it was fun hanging out with them.
We danced and drank a lot, apparently a celebrity was performing tonight, I've never seen one before so this was my chance and our seats were close up to the stage making us eligible to see the celebrity.
Some guys tried to talk to me but I wasn't having it, they were also kinda of creepy, so I shrugged it off. Mbali was out of it now, dancing with some people, I was also losing it by the looks of it, my head screamed at me to not go any further than what I have already consumed but I didn't listen and went for more ciders.
I tapped on Mbali's shoulder as she danced around with some guy.
Me: I'm going to get some fresh air.
I yelled over the loud music, she nodded carelessly, I was not sure whether she heard me or not but I left anyways.
I clumsily walked outside, clutching to the railings of the back door, I don't know how I ended up using the back door but I did. My eyes were droppy, my stomach chugged. My head hurt with the amount of alcohol I had. I felt like puking but I swallowed it, for no reason at all. I walked further away from the club, I couldn't even hear the music anymore, the area was secluded and dimly lit with street lights, no soul detected anywhere.
I don't know where I was going but I was sure I needed to find a shop somewhere, this was Johannesburg, I was sure there was a small shop open for us drunkards. I needed to get some aspirin and water asap. I walked, occasionally glancing around for any thieves at night or open stores.
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I saw a shadow approaching from the corner, it was not that far from me, and it beats me how I didn't see it before I came this close up. I paid no heed to it it's a busy Jozi street. It's a secluded backyard of a club, do you think anyone's around at this time don't be stupid. I mentally rolled my eyes at my subconsciousness, but it was right though I mean it's late probably the a.ms so I should go back inside.
Just as I was about to take another step to turn around I felt a strong rough hand onto my arm and it abruptly turned me around to face a scarred and drunk scary looking man, I gulped hard.
Me: Who are you?
Man: Nobody!
His voice so scratchy and scary, but I couldn't miss the stinking of his breath and how he spit when he spoke. Jesus say it don't spit it.
Man: Now how about we have some fun huh?
Me: No, leave me!
I tried to yank out from his grip but it was just too damn strong, looks like I added fuel to the fire cause he tightened his grip harder making me flinch due to the pain. I tried fighting this man but to no avail. He was strong.
I was now crying and screaming but he just laughed I mean this man is a sociopath who's probably going to kill me and toss my body somewhere in this dump of a place. Oh God what have I done.
Man: No one can hear you here sweetheart this place entlek (actually) everything is dead silent here, people mind their own shit around here so scream all you want but no one will come for you, so just oblige and come along with me I promise I'll be quick and I'll try not to hurt you, as long as you don't piss me off.
I was not about to lose my virginity like this and if I did I was going to fight first, I tried to fight and run as he dragged me to the shadows now we were totally away from the club, this place looked abandoned and scary. I bit his hand that covered my mouth restricting me from crying out, he flinched and let go for a minute I kicked his crotch, he went down on his knees and I made a run for it but this place was dark I didn't even know where i was going, suddenly I bumped into someone, my heart rate was racing right now.
Man: Stupid bitch! Big mistake you'll pay for that.
Shit!
The pain I felt it was like my eye popped out or something, this guy sure knows how to throw a mean punch. Just then another punch in the stomach I tried to hide my face the second time he aimed for my face, so he approached the stomach and next I know my head was colliding with the brick wall so hard I felt dizzy.
The pain was excruciating, he kept on kicking me while I was down nonstop I was bleeding now my head hurt as well as my entire body as he kept on kicking and swearing at me I thought okay I'm dying and no last words.
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