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Ariel’s P.O.V
A loud honk came from outside, I quickly darted over to the window and peered out turns out it was Barney she was waving out the window signaling for me to come on. Momma was already asleep but daddy of course was still awake reading his bible in the living room. I went over to the mirror to take one more glance at myself, I couldn’t choose between elegant or flirty so I just

went with sexy, http://theshortweddingdresses.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/Short-Lace-Wedding-Reception-Dress.jpg though I do not objectify myself in that category I do feel a sense of being pretty at least. I grabbed my tan rain coat from the closet, I only have one coat anyways and that’s for going out of town normally I don’t wear it. But I have to hide this dress from daddy; hopefully he won’t be on to me. I slid it on and made my down the stairs, I tried for the door first without being noticed “Um Ariel?” My hand retracted from the door knob “Yes daddy?” “Where are you going?” Luckily he couldn’t see me since there was a wall between the living room and the door. “Where are you going at this time?” “Just to Barney’s house for a sleepover…..” “On a Sunday night?” I rolled my eyes, damn it! “Um we were working on a project for school

tomorrow, and I thought I might as well spend the night sense we’ll be over there for a while” *Honk Honk* “Dad I have to go” He was silent for a minute “Mhm….okay then, work hard sweetie” “Okay daddy” I smiled to myself and opened the door quickly before he calls me for something else. I picked up speed towards the car; reaching it I climbed in. “Oh yeah Ariel!” Barney yelled. I tapped her shoulder repeatedly double looking back at the living room window “Come hurry let’s go......”
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We parked down the street and all climbed out. This party was different, it wasn’t outside like ours under the twinkling stars but inside, in an old warehouse – the fading sound of the music vibrating the walls mumbled in my ears. We walked down the street through this shady dark alley, the ground was slightly cracked; an unused dumpster sat within a ways, smoke blew out of an air conditioner and there was fire escapes up along the walls, this place marked trouble with a promise. We came to this huge door that was metal and built into the cement blocked wall with only a small square at the top in the middle. Sam leaned up and gave it a good three hard knocks, the bass from the force vibrated through the door. The small square peeled back revealing two stern eyes and bushy eyebrows “Password…..” Sam looked nervous himself; but Barney was calm even excited. “Bass” Bass? Really? I thought it would be something like

death or skull. The guy said no more and opened up the door letting us go in, I made one last look around the place for any sign of suspicion but I didn’t find anything but there was a familiar black run down car down the alley passing by slowly. I quickly walked inside, geesshh I’m seeing things that probably was an old man who’s a millionaire taking a cruise down memory lane. Barney peeled back this strong door letting us gorge in the sight of millions of people dancing upon each other and fist pumping to exhaustion. Glow sticks were clipped on to

people’s pants, hung around their necks and even in their mouth, some of them had glow in the dark hair. I was starting to think that I should have dressed a little differently, Barney grasped onto Sam’s hand and I grasp onto hers Sam made a passage way through the mosh pit but as we were getting deeper in the bodies they begun smacking along my body and breaking through me and Barney’s hand. Her fingers slipped through mine “Barney!” She couldn’t hear me due to the loud bass of the music. The bodies started caving in towards me it was hard for me to breathe. I pushed the bodies out the way but that made them get even closer. I elbowed my way towards the direction Barney went, surprisingly the bodies were moving over; I felt myself

getting close to victory I was almost out the caucus. I reached the few bodies that were blocking me; I could see through them a big sign that said “Bathroom”. I hurriedly pushed the last few out the way and scurried over to the bathroom at least I knew I would have some peace. I went down the eerie hallways, women rubbing up against men, women rubbing up against women. They watched me closely, while I watched them scared. As I came upon the ending of the hall the directions of where the bathroom was; was nowhere to be seen. So I took a right, the music was fading more and more away as I lost myself through the hallways. I finally saw a door I went towards it and forcing it open I ran in and closed it behind me. I reached up and locked the door as well “Um….” A deep baritone voice caught me off guard, I turned around slowly. Damn it, I walked into the boys bathroom….again. But I didn’t see stalls and toilets nor sinks and

windows but one huge table more like a poker table sitting in the middle with six mean seated around each side. Some coins were spread across the table and each guy had cards held up in their hand, one dingy light hung over them making it hard to set out their faces. “Um, I’m so sorry I’ll just uh…..” “Wait….” I stiffened up against the door, the guy that spoke removed his cigar out his mouth and dabbed it into an ash tray. “What’s your name sweetheart?” His accent was thick, probably Russian? Romanian? Italian? He was fat and intimidating like out of a drug dealing movie “Elena” I lied. It’s not like I was going to tell a stranger my name, who knows what this guy is capable of. “Well Elena…..would you like to play?” My mouth slightly fell open, I was speechless; I just fell into a down low probably illegal dirty poker game and he was offering this small town girl a try, no I knew there were strings attached. “No….” I creased my forehead that voice didn’t come from me. My eyes carried itself to another guy sitting a ways away from the table, far in the corner swallowed into a black shadow. He got up and moved into the light rolling up his sleeves to his elbow.

Harry? “Come on Marcel she can’t have some fun?” Marcel? Who the hell is Marcel? Harry came walking towards me “Leave……now” His voice was calm, I stood up straighter. “No” I crossed my arms over my chest. The chubby guy started belting out laughing, picking up another cigar and lighting it. “Fiesty! Damn, I was starting to like her” Marcel no Harry, I don’t know was staring at me his eyes told me to run but no, I had to help Harry or….Marcel. “She knows Harry….Kill her” out of nowhere the guy threw Harry a gun, he caught it like a pro and quickly pointed it up to my face “Move…” I turned around and opened the door, he followed out behind me. I didn’t know this guy anymore, was he really going to kill me? Probably I mean it’s not like he’s Harry, he’s somebody else, somebody I almost fell in love with somebody that I

kissed, I quickly wiped the thought out my head. I tried to turn around “Keep walking, don’t look back” He poked me in the shoulder with the gun, my heart almost collapsed into my stomach. These two body guards that were at the end of the hall were standing by this door they nodded towards Marcel behind me and opened the door, the cold air hit me; before I could respond Marcel pushed me outside, I was back in the alley but behind the warehouse now. The door closed “Help! Help please somebody!” He came running towards me he slipped his hands over my mouth and backed me up into the wall. I tried to scream through his hands but it was harder than you think, he raised the gun up in front of my face my eyes widened with fear. The tears

were now streaming down, I’m going to die this was it, and my destiny my fate was to pass away in an alley behind some warehouse and my body to be thrown in a dumpster. “Ssshhhh” Marcel slightly moved the gun from blocking his mouth and I could see now him holding a finger up to his face. “Ssssshhhhh Ariel……Ariel listen, listen to me shut up….” I was crying harder now thinking of how I’m not going to die. He released his hands from my mouth, I faded my screaming away and stood up straighter then I darted away from him heading down the alley. He caught me around the hips and thrusted me back up against the wall pinning me with his hips. “Listen….I’m still the same guy, I’m still Harry, I’m still the boy that likes you….” My heart was almost breaking from all this sudden un-planned events. “Then why did that guy call you Marcel?” He removed his body from mine feeling more confident in me not running away. “It’s a fake name….” He tilted the gun at an angle slipping out this slim block, he did something

causing some bullets to fall to the ground rolling all over the place but he kept one placing it back into the stick, block. “Ariel….i don’t want to sound mean but…..you shouldn’t care okay? There’s nothing to worry about, I’ve been doing this for years nothings new” He chucked back this lever on the gun, it clicked, he came back towards me. “Now, I want you to run over there to that dumpster and hide behind it okay?” He was bound to do something I could see it in his

eyes. I nodded and ran over to the dumpster, it was quite a ways but I managed to get there. I knelt down put kind of peered around the corner; Harry pointed the gun towards the ground and shot it once. Then he went back over towards the door and knocked on it. The guys opened it, they talked at a hush whisper then Harry pointed towards the dumpster and I slid back hiding more behind it, then seconds later I peered around again. They nodded and closed the door,

without signal I came out from hiding, but another person came walking down the alley. I walked from behind the dumpster and towards Harry, that walk was familiar, that body figure was attractive and those muscels were something I was once attracted to. Jesse?

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