It becomes clear that the world is a sick and horrible place as you grow older. Filled with crime and violence, most people just ignore it while for others, its all they know. In my case, I grew up in a rough neighborhood. I still live there in an old apartment building. My best friend, Kat, has an apartment right next to mine. I quite enjoy living next to her, except that there is a very thin wall between us and I can hear her screwing guys late at night. We've decided to go clubbing tonight, to get away from our normal lives for a few hours. I slipped on a tight, black, strapless dress that I should say shows off my hourglass figure along with a pair of beautiful black high heels. I left my hair straight, not wanting to waste time preparing it just for it to get ruined.
"Ashley? Are you ready?" Kat sang as she knocked on my door.
"Just a minute!" I shouted. I fixed myself before grabbing my keys and wallet to head out the door.
"Nice choice", Kat winked as I stepped into the hall. I laughed a little at her remark.
"Let's go", I nudged her and grinned.

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The club she chose was alright. It smelled of various kinds of alcohol and smoke, which instantly filled my nose. The music pounded my ears as we made our way to the bar.
"4 shots please", Kat told the bartender as she handed him the money. He quickly returned with our beverages and I thanked him, knowing Kat wouldn't even acknowledge him.
"Bottoms up", she smirked before tapping her glass to mine. I held it up to my lips and poured into my mouth as fast as I could. She held up her second one, indicating for me to do the same. After swallowing those, we stared at each other and laughed.
"Tonight is going to be amazing", Kat claimed,"bartender! 12 more of these!" She shouted. We both chugged our 6 shots, making Kat order more. After about 2 more rounds of 6 shots each, we finally got drunk.
"C'mon Ashley! Let's dance!" She slurred. I smiled widely and followed her onto the dance floor. Like always, she immediately found a guy to grind on. I spun around to go back to my seat at the bar, only to see it was occupied. Suddenly, two hands grasped my waist, which wasn't shocking but I would have liked to know before someone grabs me. The mystery person turned me around to reveal himself. He had stunning green eyes along with curly brown hair. He was dressed in all black, also having arms and a neck covered with ink. His eyes wandered down my body, then back up to my face. He slightly smirked at me before opening his mouth to speak.
"My name is Harry, what's your's pretty lady?" He spoke with a deep voice that made me shiver.
"Ashley." I blurted out quickly.
"Well, Ashley, we're going upstairs." He deviously grinned and pulled me towards the stairs. He led me to an empty room and shut the door behind him. I expected him to start removing his clothes, but instead he sat down on the chair. I sat on the couch across from him, waiting for him to speak.
"You caught my attention down there", he began,"from the moment you walked in." I grasped the cushions, anxiously waiting for him to continue. "I brought you up here to talk, it is too loud down there." I nodded my head in agreement. "I want your number, to contact you", he handed me his phone to type my number in. I gave it back when I was done and smiled. He stood up and walked over to the door. "I'll call you." Just like that he walked left. He seemed like he was involved with a gang or something. Was he? Why was he interested with me? Was he a stalker or something? I shook my head free of these thoughts and went back downstairs. I found Kat at the bar talking to a different guy than the one she was with on the dance floor.
"Hey, Kat?" I tapped her shoulder. She turned around and gave me 'the look' to continue. "I'm gonna go home, I'm getting tired already." She shook her head and went back to the guy. I exited the club and sparked a cigarette as I walked to my car. I fumbled my keys but ended up dropping them. My vision began to blur and my knees became weak. I can't drive. Great. How am I supposed to get home now.
"Hey pretty lady", a low voice said from behind me. I knew who it was. "I'll give you a ride back to my place", He smirked and took my keys. He led me around to the passenger side and jogged back to the other side.
"Wait, there's something I need to know, are you in a gang?" I spat out quickly. His face stiffened.
"Yes." He said slowly, turing away from me. That made me fear him. The gangs here are known for killing people. Is he going to hurt me? Kill me? Thoughts flooded my head. He started the car and pulled put of the parking lot. I looked out the window, tears rolling down my face, fearing what he might do to me.

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