Romance on the Dancefloor - Ch. 3

I stared for hours at my closet figuring out what to wear. Nothing was good enough. I never had problems choosing out an outfit before. What makes today so different. Sean made it different. He has been on my mind since we left school this morning, even if I tried not to. "This is silly" I thought to myself. I picked out my favorite baggy dropped waist shorts that came to the knee and a red tank top that revealed my flat belly a little bit, sportive but just enough female flavor. I put my long black silky hair in a pony tail, like usual so that it doesn't bother me when I'm dancing. I was very proud of my black hair that I inherited from my Lebanese father. The thought of him made me sad. It made me think of the last day I saw him. After having a huge fight with my mum he packed his bags and he left… Well it has been 11years now and even though I was very mad at him for not giving any sign of life, I truly missed him.

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise. Someone slammed the door very hard that it made the glass of the kitchen door break. My heart started beating fast. It was my stepfather Dan, having another rage again. I heard him scream my name. "Layla!! Get down now!!". His voice was frightening which made my heart beat even faster. As I walked down the stairways the only thing I was thinking of is ‘I hope he doesn’t give me a black eye’. I couldn’t go to the battle with a black eye. I reached the kitchen where I could see the glass on the floor. "Where is your mother!!" he yelled. He was clearly drunk, you could smell the alcohol from miles away. "I don’t know" I said coldly. I was scared of him, I admit, but he couldn’t get me small. I rather have him beat me to death then let him control me. "You are the reason for my problems. YOU!!" he always said that, he blamed me for everything that went wrong in his life. He came towards me, pushed me to the wall and put his hand on my neck.

"You know I could strangle you here and kill you in no time". He started to squeeze my neck even harder, making it difficult for me to breath. "Let… go.." the words could barely come out. I tried to free myself but he was stronger. He then let go of me. I ran away from the kitchen, grabbed my coat and bag and left the house running.
I needed a time to recover from what happened so I took a longer way to the Clipse to clear my mind. I didn’t shed a tear, not one. I was done with that, I made a pact with myself a few years ago that I wouldn’t cry anymore, I cried enough due to him and my mother. He wasn’t worth it and neither did she. I hated her for being a coward and for not taking care of me. I decided to let everything behind me and I entered the Clipse. I found my crew and joined them. "Who are you looking for" Ty said. He saw me searching in the crowd. I was secretly looking for Sean. I shook my head "no one, I’m just analyzing the public".

It was very crowdie as we made our way to the dance floor. I really felt like dancing. It was my cure and my way to put all the stress behind me. While I was dancing I suddenly found Sean at the bar, with a pretty girl in his arms of course. She was tall and blond. You know like those perfect girls you see on magazines. The hair perfectly done, high heels that accentuates her long perfect legs, that off course matches her purse. She was wearing a short red dress that revealed just enough but not too much of her body. And jewels for the final touch. Suddenly my outfit didn’t seem so appealing anymore. I mean I wear dresses and skirts and all but not when I was dancing, but I’m always dancing so… Wait a minute why do I care? I’m self confident enough to wear whatever I want and feel comfortable about it.

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud siren, the battle could begin. Everybody cleared the dance floor. Sean quickly kissed the girl and hurried up to the dance floor. After a few crews did there thing it was Sean’s crew’s turn. Sean was a natural talent. You could read his passion for dance in his eyes. The way he moved made me even look more. And his sleeveless shirt that revealed his athletic arms didn't help neither. Ok time out I really should stop.
Now it was our turn. The winners always get to dance last, you know save the best for last. As we took place on the dance floor, with of course Ty on the front, I felt Sean’s gaze on me. I enjoyed it. And yes we won again.

We made eye contact. Just for a second and then we both turned our eyes away. I wanted to ignore him and not think of him, but it was so difficult to do so. What came over me? I needed to freshen up so I went to the ladies room. As I was washing my hands the girl that Sean was kissing came in with two of her friends. "Well he's a great kisser" the girl said to her friends. "So what, are you two dating now?" her friend replied. I started to get very curious. I wanted to know what she had to say, so I went to a toilet that was the closest to them so I could hear without getting noticed.
"No we're not dating. He made it perfectly clear that it was just for fun. He doesn't want to be in a relationship".

"And you agreed?" one of her friends said.
"I told him that I didn't want to be in a relationship either, but that was before we kissed".
"Girl, just forget about him. The guy is so heartbroken his never going to get in a relationship." the other friend said.
Heartbroken? Do they mean Tanya? I became even more curious so I came closer to do door so I could here all the details.
"What do you mean?" the girl asked.
"You don't know the story? Well he had a girlfriend 2 or 3 years ago, Tanya. The guy was totally in love with her. They did everything together. Until Tanya cheated on him with Ty"
Ty??!! Do they mean Ty Ty?

"That's why Sean left the crew. And we haven't seen him with a girl since. I mean we did see him with a lot of girls, but no real relationship.
Ok this explained a lot. That's why Sean said those things to me when we talked about our first boy/girlfriend. But the worst part is Tanya cheated on him with Ty. No wonder Sean hates our crew so much, it got personal. It must have happened just before I came. I probably was his replacement. The girls continued talking but I kept hearing their voice go lower till I couldn't hear anything.
I went my way back to the dance floor, still processing what I’ve just heard. I still couldn't believe it. I joined my crew again on the floor and started dancing. After a while I felt someone touching my waist and dancing behind me. When I turned around I saw Luke one of our crew members. Luke had a crush on me since I joined the crew. He tried to ask me out several times and had made moves on me but he never really appealed to me. He never quitted though.

"Luke, get off of me." I gently put his hands a way from me.
"C'mon why don't you want to dance with me" he said slowly. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were puffy. He was high. I knew it wasn't a good time to argue so I just left the dance floor and headed to the bar.
"A diet coke please" I said to the bar tender.
"Why are you avoiding me" Luke joined me to the bar. He slid his hands on my waist again and spun me around. "C'mon Luke, you're high. Let go of me now. I said quietly so that no one could hear us. "You’re dying to dance with me all night. I know I am" he pushed me closer to him, he was staring at my lips "when will those beautiful puffy lips of yours be mine?" I started to loose my patience so I pushed him away from me as hard as I could, which made him almost fall to the ground. The people around us started staring at us.

"Look" my voice hardened "I’m tired of people controlling me. I’m not a peace of meat, alright. If you do this one more time, I swear to God you’ll regret it!"
I left him standing there with a pathetic gaze. When I turned around I found Sean standing there looking. He looked surprised. I ignored him and left the club.
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