A/N: Don't play song till I say so, song is I Fink U Freeky - Die Antwoord can't find a link that works
Chapter Five - I Knew You Were Trouble
Patetico.
Pathetic.
I may not know a lot of Spanish, I mean, I'm Dora level but I'm smart enough to know that Valentino had called me pathetic.
And that, along with many other reasons, is why I'm currently standing outside a new club that's opened in our little town.
After reassuring Jess I was fine, I had called Schmidt and told him that enough is enough. I'm tired of being scared. So I invited him to the new nightclub I had overhead some customers talking about at the bakery. The place was meant to be 'different from any other club out there'.
The club is called M & S, which I find quite funny because it reminds me of Mark's and Spencer's.
Wow, I have such a dry sense of humour.
I wonder what is stands for? I hadn't bothered checking out what was being said online about it, I decided trusting my customers word of mouth is more than enough.
*PLAY SONG*
Finally after waiting for ages we had made it in, tonight was the grande opening so the place was packed!
"Hey guys, can I interest you in a wristband, t-" Schmidt cut her off with the shake of his hand and grabbed my arm pulling me deeper into the club.
You see from the outside, this looked like your normal club. However, I can assure you that this is nothing like your normal club. I'm sure my jaw was touching the ground. Now I know why they had described the club as being 'different from any other', it's a fucking kink club!
Is that what they call it? I don't know much about this stuff only that 50 shades of grey was meant to mention stuff like this.
There were men and women dancing in cages that hung from the ceiling, the men wearing tight leather trousers and spiky leather collars and the women leather underwear with masks on. My eyes were flying around the place in shock and wonder.
One of the walls had shelves that stretched across it with rectangle shaped boxes. In each one there was all sorts of 'toys', one had handcuffs and I think a whip? What have me and Schmidt got ourselves into?
"Schmidt, I think we should leave," I whisper freaking out slightly, okay I lie, majorly.
"Don't tell me you're pussying out Jax? My gaydar has gone off at least seventeen times already, you can definitely leave here getting some tonight." I swear, seventy percent of the time Schmidt thinks with his dick.
"Come on there's a lower level and it's just your average gay nightclub we can go down there, if it makes you feel more comfortable?".
Coming here was a bad decision, why should I have to prove myself to someone as horrible as Valentino, why do I even care about his opinion?
He's nothing but a arrogant, disgusting, cold blooded murderer!
"Tall, hot blond coming our way at twelve o'clock," Schmidt whispers excitedly in my ear. I whip, not so subtly, in the direction he mentioned and surely enough a man that went with his description was making his way towards us through the crowds of people moving against one another.
He probably thought we looked quite comical standing in the middle of the dance floor looking around like headless chickens. I could feel the worry setting in, the closer he got the quicker I would inhale and exhale to try calm my erratic heart.
"Good evening gentlemen, could I possibly be of any assistance tonight?" he asked politely his pearly whites gleaming.
"N-"
"Yes actually, my names Schmidt and this is my friend Jax could you tell us a bit more about what kind of club this?" I couldn't help but glare at Schmidt not bothering to hide it from our more than friendly 'helper'.
"Sure follow me to the VIP booth and I'll answer any questions you have, my name is Master Adolfo please to make your acquaintance," I will admit that he's handsome, very handsome. But he's nowhere as good looking as Valentino.
God, no one could compare to his damn good looks.
Schmidt pushed me in the direction of the booth as we followed behind the stranger Schmidt was so willing to trust.
One of the guards unhooked the bar and let us through when they noticed Adolfo walking towards them, hm.
He offered us seats, Schmidt and I sitting opposite him.
"Can I offer you guys a drink?" I nod slowly not sure if I should trust him.
He calls a waiter that was standing close by and orders a bottle of some fancy sounding alcohol that I've never heard of, I blame it on my lack of going out.
"What kind of club is this exactly?" blurt out as I let my eyes sweep across the club once again and I notice a stage this time which hadn't been touched.
The VIP booth was hidden away in a corner from all the sweaty bodies touching and feeling each other which I appreciated, a lot. I have calmed down a considerable amount but I am still wary off Adolofo and his intentions.
"Why it's a bondage club little one," I couldn't help but pout at the name he called me.
I'm not even that little!
Five foot and five inches isn't even that small!
Well maybe for a guy my age..,
"What exactly happens at these clubs?" Asks Schmidt from beside me, I was wondering the same thing, I could see that there was another level to the club I wonder where it leads to going upstairs?
Before he could reply the guy he sent on a drink run appeared carrying a tray with our drinks, I couldn't help but blush when he winked at me whilst placing my drink in front of me.
"Well its a bit different from your average club I'm sure you can tell, that stage you were staring at before that's where doms and their submissive will perform whatever it may be, foreplay, punishment, rewarding," Okay, it is safe to say I don't understand what he's talking about.
"What are doms and submissives?" He looks at me amused, I sip on my drink hoping it will give me some Dutch courage.
The drink has an odd taste to it but I decide to ignore it, maybe it's because I don't drink often it tastes weird to me.
A few minutes later into the conversation my stomach starts to act up but I try to ignore it, maybe it's because I've had alcohol on a pretty empty stomach.
Or because my system isn't use to it.
I notice Schmidt giving me a few worried side glances when my stomach begins to rumble oddly.
"Are you okay?" I hear Adolfo ask from across the table but it sounds like he's miles away.
"Excuse me I need to use the toilet." I whisper getting up and stumbling on the way.
I could barely hear the music being played, everything and everyone sound like they've been drowned out.
Pushing people out the way, I attempt to make my way to the bathroom, occasionally being glared at in the process.
Slamming the bathroom door open, I stagger in bumping shoulders with a guy on the way.
"Hey man, watch the fuck where you're going!" I struggle to make out what he was saying, all I know right now is the room is swirling and moving in slow motion.
When I finally make it I push the bathroom stall door open as hard as I can and with as much strength as I can muster which is barely anything at the moment, I just feel so sleepy and sluggish.
"Hey man, you alright in there?" The urge to vomit is strong suddenly, I drop to my knee and let it go over the toilet and floor.
Ah for fuck sake, I got some on my clothes.
"Fuck, I'll go get you help, stay there!" I groaned in frustration because I couldn't get my limbs to work, it's like I'm suddenly paralysed.
Mmm sleep sounds amazing right now, the bathroom floor isn't the cleanest place to sleep but I couldn't care less right now, it feels nice and cool.
My skin was heating up, I could feel the sweat rolling down in beads from my forehead, what is going on.
"Where is he-"
"Fuck."
"Jax?!"
"Of fuck, Jax can you hear me? It's Alejandro," I wanted to reply but I couldn't get myself to say the words, heck I couldn't even nod in response.
"He's been drugged we need to get him out of here and check if everyone else is okay,"
All of a sudden I can feel my body being picked up but I can't see who it is, everything is blurry.
"Jax stay with me okay?" Whoever it is sounds worried, their voice wavering at the end as if they're close to tears.
There are people talking around me but all I can focus on is the pretty lights swirling around me.
BANG
BANG
Then there's screams.