The Strange Girls At The Club

Bethany's POV

Immediately I stepped into the club the heavy sounds from the music filled the air and I almost rushed out back because of the suffocating feeling. Why is this place always congested? I thought scrunching my nose in disgust as I watched as people were swaying their bodies to the music.

I looked around the club and I was surprised at the sight of people doing all sorts of things. Some people were doing drugs not caring if a policeman could barge into the place but the most alarming sight was people that were making out in the open.

"Are they not ashamed to be doing that in front of people," I whispered to Anette pointing to the people who were having sex on the table in the middle of the club and people were even singing praises of them.

My eyes widened more in shock seeing some people trying to join in the fun and I wondered if people had lost some screws in their head. They are going to join in too!

"I bet they do not care about what people are going to say and from the looks of things it looks like it was a dare, so just leave them be," Anette says and I sighed wondering if people do that kind of dangerous game as a dare these days.

People have sex in the open as a dare these days! I am flabbergasted.

"Can we just go back home, Ann, I don't think coming to the club today is a good thing," I say trying to lead Anette out but she was not budging at all. "No you are not going to stop me from enjoying myself," she says, jerking my hands away and I know there is nothing I can tell the girl that was going to make her yield.

"When are we going to leave though?" I asked and Anette hissed loudly and I knew I just got her irritated. "Oh please, Beth, are you seriously going to do this," she hissed, annoyed about my acts and I asked her not to be angry. "I thought you said Carson is going to a balm tonight so why don't you also loosen up and enjoy the most of your time," she says, dragging me into the club before I change my mind and I also decide to loosen up.

There is nothing wrong in letting loose for a night right? I thought.

Anette went to the bartender and she got us a drink after which she dragged me to the dancefloor with her. We gulped our drinks and started swaying to the beat of the music. Some guys came to dance with me but I turned them down politely but Anette welcomed them with open hands.

After dancing for a while I stepped out of the dancefloor and I decided to relax my legs by sitting down and I brought out my phone to call Carson but I kicked against it not trying to suffocate him.

I did not want to be a clingy mate and suffocate him so I decided to look around the club for fun but I noticed the act of some girls suspicious.

They were talking to three men and they were also three in number but the way they were exchanging looks between themselves as they fed the men drinks while rocking them was what I actually found disturbing.

Why are they feeding them drinks? I thought.

Maybe because my stares at them were too intense, I saw them flash a look towards my side and I retracted my gaze from them trying to act like I was not looking at them but I returned my face to them again anyway.

I do not know why I kept looking at the girl's actions and I also feel like their actions were suspicious because they kept looking around as they flirted with the men. I wonder why petite girls like that would have an interest in bulky men who were sitting on the couch.

After some time I noticed the men started to lose their consciousness and I saw the girls stand up from the laps and then check that maybe they were really unconscious and after that, they lifted them off the chair.

I looked as the girls dragged the unconscious men out of the club and I wondered why anyone was not questioning them and asking them where they were taking those men. I was confused to see people nonchalant to the situation and that was my mistake. I could not read the room.

I went to drag Anette from the dancefloor to look at what I was witnessing.

"Anette, can you see what I am looking at here," I tapped Anette shoving her head to look at the scene and since she was frustrated about being disturbed by her dancing she wanted to lash out at me.

"What are you doing Beth, I am still…" she was saying but her words got cut in her throat witnessing the scene too.

"Why are grown men being dragged by those petite girls, " Anette asked and I shrugged my shoulders telling her that I do not know.

"But we can find out because I am curious too," I say with a smile and I saw Anette her head showing she was not going to be part of my mysterious actions but I told her she was going to be part of it since I was going to drag her into it.

"So what are you going to do?" Anette asked me grumpily, knowing she did not have a choice but to follow behind me. "We follow them and see what they are up to," I say and she sighs.

"What if they are dangerous?" Anette asked and I chuckled. "Dangerous? I do not think they could be more dangerous than us," I said, dragging Anette with me as we started making our way out of the club towards the passageway.

"I still think this is a bad idea," Anette mumbled and I shrugged my shoulders. We are going to know later if it is a bad idea or not but for now we follow them….