Chapter 83

CHAPTER 83:

SULTRY DANCING

Diane’s P.O.V.

“Hmm… I don’t know either,” I replied quietly. I thought about where we could go for a while, and only one place entered my mind.

“Yeah, right! Let’s go to the bar or any club here? I wanted to drink, Lorenz… don’t worry, my treat!” But of course, I would not invite him to the Lucy’s Club where I used to work before. Martina and the rest of the gang might still be there, and they would notice me for sure.

“And when did you learn to go to such places, huh?” Lorenz asked in astonishment. Although I wasn’t looking at him, I was sure as hell that he even raised an eyebrow at me.

I wasn’t able to answer him because we already passed by a place that I thought to be a high-class nightclub. Unstoppably patting Lorenz’s right shoulder for him to stop, he did nothing but parked his car in the designated parking area.

He knew me well enough, and when I told him that I would do something, nothing could stop me from doing it. That was the main reason why he didn’t pull over nor argue with me. Now that I was earning far better than being just a club dancer, I wouldn’t mind spending a little for a few drinks.

Hurriedly unbuckling my seatbelt, I was excited to head straight into the club’s entrance. I wanted to forget everything and enjoy myself despite the pain that I am going through right now.

“Two hard drinks, please—those that can make you forget all the pain!” I said loudly to the bartender as I sat at the counter. At the entrance, Lorenz and I were both asked for identification cards just to make sure that we were not minors anymore.

“Sure thing!” The bartender winked at me, then smiled charmingly.

He had a dimple on his right cheek, which reminded me of Liam. I sighed out of frustration because I went here to forget, but it seemed like I only remembered my boyfriend. It was only a matter of time before our drinks arrived.

Too much noisiness had been screaming inside the club alongside blinding neon lights. The music was so loud that it could even make me feel deaf. Almost everyone was dancing, jamming, squeezing and turning around, holding hands as they changed sides, partners, and the like, even if it was only seven o’clock.

Some of paired opposite sexes were enjoying the night kissing and petting while engaging themselves in a sweet dance. You couldn’t even distinguish if they were really in a relationship or just fucking around. But who am I to judge? Every soul loved a kicking beat for now.

“Let’s have a toast, bestie… cheers!” I squealed at Lorenz while raising my glass and clinked with his.

Before I could drink what was in my glass, Lorenz grabbed my wrist, trying to stop me for the last moment. “Are you sure you can? You don’t even drink, Diane, and being drunk was clearly not the solution to your problem! I don’t want you to make a drunken mistake later on.”

“Yes, I can. It is just as easy as one-two-three, Lorenz! I could even make a bet with you—ten rounds, and I’m still sober. How about that?” I challenged him, but Lorenz just scratched his head.

I didn’t wait for him to respond as I poured all the contents of the glass into my mouth. I even threw my head back as I did a clean bottom’s up. All my life, I never brooded myself in drinking. But now, it felt like I had all the time in the world to drink, and nothing could ever stop me from doing this.

“Don’t blame me if you ended up naked with someone in bed tonight. I wouldn’t even save you, witch!” I heard Lorenz nagged at me, but I just ignored him.

The hardness of the liquor made me close my eyes. The liquid immediately drew a burning line from my throat until it reached my stomach. I could feel the heat as it affected my whole body, and at the same time, it felt damn so good. I guessed that it was such a nice feeling to forget even for a second—to the point that I didn’t want to think of the hangover later on.

“Two more!” I ordered the bartender.

“Hey, one glass should be enough for you!” Lorenz tried to stop me, but I persisted, not thinking of all the possible chaos.

In the end, I had straight-eight glasses, and that was when the surroundings began to sway around. I didn’t know how many glasses did my best friend drink because even Lorenz started to whirl in my eyes. I didn’t know if my brain was already incapacitated by my drunken state, but I wasn’t yet tired at all.

The fun was just about to start. Then, I smirked after remembering Liam.

But I quickly dismissed him from my mind. Why would this alcohol not make me forget him entirely? I was heartbroken, and in order to forget about it, I stood up, and I couldn’t be more alive when I started shouting like I was on a mountain top.

The music was like a drug that brought me higher until my mind droned with intoxicating joy. The night was so young, and it felt like my limbs had so much energy to consume. Lorenz tried to stop me from blending myself into the crowd, but I didn’t let him. Then, the music changed from rock to sexy.

The crowd is still jiving on the dance floor… but wait, is that a pole?

I giggled even though I wasn’t sure if I really saw a pole in the middle of the dance floor. I used my knuckles to squeeze my drooping eyelids, and I realized that it was undoubtedly a pole.

For the second time, or I didn’t know, might be for how many times already, Lorenz tried to prevent me by grasping my arm, but I didn’t mind him. I shoved him away like I didn’t know him. The music dragged me like I was a puppet on strings, and my head was pounding intricately.

I slowly took off my three-fourths blouse because it was only making me feel hot. I threw it somewhere, leaving my black sleeveless on top.

Merging in the middle of the crowd here, I was ready to be moved by music, with giddy hands in the air, off-balance feet, and eyes on fiery excitement. I hadn’t even made my way near the pole yet, but I knew that I had already gotten the attention of other men.

Wearing my sleeveless shirt and jeans, I did pole dancing as if there would never be tomorrow. I gripped it tightly, twirled up, then snaked and slid my body down. I didn’t even mind if I was already revealing my cleavage every time I arched my back. My body was like an uncoiling rope, and the glee was like a shot of adrenaline to my heart.

There were a lot of guys who also danced with me, but why does it seem like I could only see Liam’s face in all of them? I came here to forget, but why couldn’t I even do that? Some even attempted to kiss me but using my remaining sanity, I would just end up averting my face.

There was no turning back, and even though the surrounding was still spinning around, I kept on dancing and twirling. It was as if my feet belonged to the dancefloor, and my body was fated to the pole. I kept on going with the flow, and I couldn’t care less anymore.

My cheerfulness was overflowing and I didn’t even mind if these men around me were already touching my body. All I knew was forgetting my problem would be enough for me.

Later on, I just saw that Lorenz was already pulling and punching the dancing men around me, one by one. Some were even touching my body while we could not stop ourselves from our sultry dance. But due to the extreme dizziness that was overpowering me, I lost balance, and that was when everything went black.