The music played loud till I can't hear a word the bartender said. The crowd's huge just like last night. My eyes searched everywhere. No sign. I ordered couple glasses of shots and down it with one big gulp. I made my steps towards the dance floor. My body just groove with the music, eyes closed. Out of no where, someone grabbed my waist from behind and hugged me real close to his body. My eyes barely opened and as I tried to turn around, someone dragged me, I struggled trying to release myself as I felt the provoking force. My heart was beating fast. Chasing me from behind, I heard the voice of a man. I begged and yelled for help, I couldn't hear my own voice. I tried again, it's not working! The shadow's coming nearer and nearer as I ran into a dead end. He caught my neck from behind and something hammered on my head heavily.
"AHHHH!!!" I found my voice. I held my throat and tried to breathe in slowly. My palms were sweaty, tears all over my face. The next thing I knew, I was holding a pillow tight to my chest, trembling and sobbing like a baby. Something caught my attention to notice that I wasn't in my room. I jumped up the bed right away. I tried to reach my head, it hurt so bad and bandaged. I looked around, where the hell am I? I was terrified, my legs were wobbly, trying hard to breathe again. I looked into the mirror, the bandage's full of blood. There's a shirt laying on the floor with blood stain. I stepped backwards and fell on the bed.
I heard the door knob's turning. I looked around to hide, to run away. God, please, save me. I cried out loud in my heart, praying for a chance to survive. I don't want to die, not here. As it turned half way, I hid myself behind the door. As the door was slightly opened, I slammed it hard, as hard as I could put my weight on it. "Argh!" a loud voice cried. "You crazy Bbb..." before the voice could get to the last word, I found it familiar. I peeped behind the door, a guy holding his nose facing down. I bent down, tried to look at his face. "You!" I recognized the eyes from somewhere. "Yes! Me!" still holding his nose, with anger.
"AHHHH!!!" I found my voice. I held my throat and tried to breathe in slowly. My palms were sweaty, tears all over my face. The next thing I knew, I was holding a pillow tight to my chest, trembling and sobbing like a baby. Something caught my attention to notice that I wasn't in my room. I jumped up the bed right away. I tried to reach my head, it hurt so bad and bandaged. I looked around, where the hell am I? I was terrified, my legs were wobbly, trying hard to breathe again. I looked into the mirror, the bandage's full of blood. There's a shirt laying on the floor with blood stain. I stepped backwards and fell on the bed.
I heard the door knob's turning. I looked around to hide, to run away. God, please, save me. I cried out loud in my heart, praying for a chance to survive. I don't want to die, not here. As it turned half way, I hid myself behind the door. As the door was slightly opened, I slammed it hard, as hard as I could put my weight on it. "Argh!" a loud voice cried. "You crazy Bbb..." before the voice could get to the last word, I found it familiar. I peeped behind the door, a guy holding his nose facing down. I bent down, tried to look at his face. "You!" I recognized the eyes from somewhere. "Yes! Me!" still holding his nose, with anger.
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