Strings Attached

~Chapter 2~

I can see from my daze, girls in kinky dresses, and men clinging to them. The floor is small and crowded. There is a lot of pushing and shoving going around. I get my a** to the dance floor and start swaying myself to the music. After some time, I am tired of dancing alone, and grab a girl from beside me.

"Ooh, you look gorgeous baby!" I tell her slurring, and she presses her body against me in answer. Just then, two strong hands shove me back from the girl! A guy is standing right across me, his shoulders levelled up, mockingly, as if to challenge me. He is a foot or two taller than me, and has a shaggy long mane for hair. His height doesn't scare me though. At this moment, I only see red. How dare he ruin my fun?

"Who are you? Her father??" I ask him, angrily shoving him back, hard! "You touch my girlfriend, and you get to taste hell!" he hisses at me, glaring daggers into my eyes. "Really?! Her body was telling me a whole different story!" I tell him, laughing humorlessly.

"You better confirm, you ba***rd!" "You won't touch my girl!" And saying that, he pushes me again, hard enough to send me crashing down into one of the stools I was sitting on, earlier. I can feel something warm trickling down my forehead. And the moment I touch the spot, I realize that I've got blood on it.

A maniacal smile comes on my lips, and I get up slowly. By now, we have undivided attention of the whole crowd. Suddenly, Seth's looming figure materializes before me. "Dan, just let it go, okay. It's enough for tonight. You'll be in sh**load of trouble if you stay. Let's go," he says, gently pushing my chest to make me leave. "Just let me take care of it, man! You scared?" I ask him, amused. He pulls me back with him, but I push him roughly to the side. Now, the f***er will know what it is to have my wrath unleashed upon him.

I push him again. But he's prepared. Sensing that, I do my famous lopsided grin, as a tactic comes into my brain. The one I learned when I used to box. One moment I'm on the ground, and the next I jump in the air. I turn myself around while I'm still in air, kick his chest with my foot, and a heavy breath escapes his lungs. "You don't get to decide whom she'll touch," I declare loudly. The guy is sent crashing down into the people behind him with the force of my kick. A huge roar of applause greets my ears.

"Dan. Let's go, now. Calm down, okay. He won't trouble you anymore. We need to run, the laws will be here any minute now. Besides, you're bleeding!" Seth tries to pull me out of there once again. But I won't go. No, not yet. The guy's getting up, I need to punch him out cold before I go. And with that thought primarily on my mind, I shrug my hand from my friend's grip. I know I am gonna regret not listening to him later. But I don't care. My pride is far too wounded to relent, and I just have to show the guy his place.

With all my force, I lunge at the shaggy guy, punching him repeatedly into unconsciousness. I get up dusting my hands, and outstretch a hand to the girl I was gonna dance with. She immediately backs away from me, squatting down to check upon her terrible excuse of a boyfriend. I grit my teeth in answer to the turn of events, and begin walking away. Such bulls*** for a useless wh***! What a waste!!

But as I start moving my wooziness gets to me, and I can't go much farther. I'm on the verge of passing out when somebody's warm hands steady me. "No, no! Not now, man. Let's get out of here first." Seth tells me urgently. Just then, we hear loud sirens, which can mean only one thing. Police! And my friend shouts to me, "Dan! Run!!" S***! Was that too big a fight I got in this time?

We run as fast as we can for our lives. I don't look back, afraid of getting caught. "Where's the da** car, Seth?" I ask the guy, as we run frantically around the parking lot. "It must be somewhere here... Gotcha! Come on, get in quick. I'll drive."

"What?! Is it morning already?" I question Seth groggily opening my eyes, and immediately shutting them close, the bright light blinding me for a second. "Why the hell is that light so da** bright?!" I snap in anger. "Just shut up and sleep, man. I'll switch off the light."

"And next time you get into a fight, I'll leave you there to get caught!" Seth is muttering crossly, but I don't seem to care. "Hmm. Fine, I get it. Go f*** yourself," I mumble sleepily, and start zoning out on his blabber.

"I'd have asked Molly to wake you up for school tomorrow, but I know that'll be useless coz you won't listen to her. I'll come at 8:00 in the morning, and you better be ready." "Okay, father! Let me sleep now," I mutter incoherently.  I hear faint footsteps of Seth leaving, and then, I'm knocked out.

-----AUTHOR'S NOTE-----

Tell me how you liked Daniyal's POV in the comments below.... messed up, right? I know this is very saddening, but you'll be knowing more about the guy in the later chapters.