Black and Grey | Book 1

Chapter 2

The clothes Iris wore to the club up above.

"Do we really have to go though?" I asked as I face planted my bed.
Zara wanted to go to a club tonight because her and Micah had an argument yet again and she wanted me to come as well.

"Yes, I want to forget about that bastard for today." Zara said with a frown. I sighed.

"Fine, whatever, but I'm not drinking tonight." I said.

"Roll your own way my friend." Zara replied back while putting on hoop earrings in.

I got ready and applied makeup on. Straightening my hair at a rapid speed, I quickly put my shoes on. As I stood up to grab my purse, I look up and see Zara walking in with a bottle of alcohol.

"Already getting drunk before we get there?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

She looked at me and shrugged.
"I'll get drunk the second we get there anyways." She said and I agreed with her.

Zara has a tendency to do that a lot.

We both got into the car and I decided to drive since Zara was already a bit tipsy. She gave me the directions on where to go. I parked the car and we both got out.
Zara tugged my arm and dragged me through the couple of people at the front. The bouncer let us in after seeing our ID's.

The second we got into the crowded and packed club, Zara dragged me to the bar.

I frowned as I took in my surroundings.

"This isn't the usual club we go to." I mumble, but Zara hears me.

The club had women pole dancing with some good looking men, but also old men perving on them. It wasn't just that, it was the fact that the men were dressed up in suits and looked highly important. Instantly, I'm reminded of the guy in the cafe that day and the aura that he gave out seemed similar to the one in this nightclub.

"I know, but it's a really popular club, I wanted to see what it's like." She said as she downed another shot.
After her seventh shot, she was about to pick up another shot, but I stopped her.

"I think that's enough for you." I said and she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, see you later." She slurred and went to the dance floor.
I sighed and sat by myself on the stool by the bar, looking around.

The smell of weed, smoke and alcohol filled my nostrils and I felt dizzy. I motioned to the bartender.

"Can I have a glass of water please." I said and the bartender smiled and turned around to get a glass, he filled it up with water and I looked away as someone fell into me. I turned around to see who it was, but it wasn't anyone I knew so I turned back around to the bartender as he quickly passed me a glass of water. I was about to give him some money, but he stopped me.

"It's on the house. By the way, you have lovely eyes." He said and I smiled.

"Thank you." I said and sipped on my water, the cool liquid felt like ice as it travelled down my dry throat.

I set my glass down on the counter and looked around. My breath caught in my mouth when I saw a pair of hazel eyes. There was a slight mix of brown and green in his eyes that shone brightly whenever the colourful lights illuminated him.

Realisation dawns on me that it was the man in the restaurant who strolled in and made the place dead silent. He was in a booth with important looking men around on either side of him. They all seemed to be talking about something serious.
He was in a suit again which complimented his body and his hair was slightly ruffled, like he had ran his hand through it a couple of times. A few pieces were slicked back and I couldn't help but notice how that seemed to compliment his appearance more.

To my surprise, he stared straight back at me as if he was thinking about something. He had a slight frown between his eyebrows as he was thinking and he rubbed his jaw with his hand.

I looked away and as soon as I did, I got pulled off my seat.

"Come dance with me Iris!" Shouted Zara in my ear loudly.

"Stop Zara, lets just go home now." I said and she pouted, leaning over me slightly.

"No I want to stay here!" She yelled and ran away.

Jesus, this girl.

I got confused when she started talking to a guy who looked the exact same as the guy who was staring at me.
I looked back to the booth, but that guy was still there.

Twins?

They've got to be, but it still amazed me how alike they looked.

I turned back around to keep an eye on Zara to see her just slap the guy she was talking to. My eyes widened as he clenched his jaw.

I went towards them and grabbed Zara's arm, praying that we weren't going to get ourselves into some sketchy shit. I wanted us to leave now, the whole atmosphere throwing me off.

"Let's go now Zar." I emphasised, but she got her arm out of my grip.

"No! This guy is a dickhead!" She shouted and he looked at me while raising an eyebrow. He looked quite amused.
"Sorry about her, she's just in a bad place right now." I said and grabbed Zara's arm again.

"It's alri—"

"What's going on here brother?" Interrupted his twin. I took a step back and he stared straight at me. He stuck his hand out.
"Grayson." He said. I looked at his hand then at him.
I put my hand in his and shook it. His hand felt rough and slightly calloused, but it felt nice as he had a tight grip.

I opened my mouth to say my name, when suddenly there was a gunshot.
Everyone in the club was suddenly screaming and running. It turned all into chaos and my heart started beating anxiously, feeling like it was going to pound out of my chest.

Grayson's grip on my hand tightened and I winced. I looked up at him to see that he was glaring at something in the distance and his jaw was clenched.
I took my hand out of his as I wanted to quickly get out of the club. I looked at Zara to see her blacked out in Grayson's brother's arms.

As I took my hand out of Grayson's, he looked down at me and then at Zara.
"Ethan take her home." He said and Ethan nodded before quickly picking up Zara and running off. I was going to follow them, but Grayson grabbed my arm and tugged time to a dark corridor.

"What are you doing? Let go of me." I said and tried pulling back, but he pulled me forward. He unlocked a door and pushed me inside.

"Whatever you do, just don't open the door for anyone if they knock." He reprimanded me sternly and closed the door, locking me inside.

Everything was silent now, but I could still hear the faint screams of everyone in the club.
My heart was beating really fast and I could literally hear my heartbeat.
I felt like I was going to throw up.
I hoped Zara was okay. I felt scared and nervous and I just wanted to go home.

The room I was in, was actually an office. There was a big cabinet and a table. The table was stacked with papers all over it. On the far side of the room, there was a black comfy couch.
The walls were painted black but the main wall was painted a darkish red which reminded of blood. I quickly shook the thought out of my head as I started to feel sick and dizzy. My stomach churned and I felt a bit of bile rise up my throat.

The door suddenly opened and Grayson rushed in and looked at me.
He came towards me but before he could reach me, I blacked out.

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A/N:
Chapter 2 done y'all.
Until then ♠️

[Edited: 27/06/2021]
P.S. When your writing at 15 was much better than it is now 👁👄👁