The day of the fall

 New Year’s Day on Jan 1st, 2022

Everyone’s spirit is high

There have to be at least 600 people here I think.

all the 20 something aged people out partying

screaming and dancing

new Year’s glasses and hats on everyone’s head.

The ball drop playing on a very large projected screen, taking up an entire wall at this very large luxurious nightclub.

smiles and laughs everywhere

which is usual for city life.

Music plays loudly

everyone is drinking and enjoying the new year.

I’m wearing a dress I made.

Full custom lace dress sheer with matching undergarments and a matching lace pair of thigh-high stiletto boots, the color making my caramel brown skin-pop.

I’m a fashion designer by trade, an artist by life.

I love to wear my brand.

 I notice my confidence goes up when I do.

 It’s the one thing I can do without a doubt.

It’s the one thing I can control in this erratic life.

I came out with my friends.

Milliz, Jada, Red, and Gibby

 I normally stay home with my family for New Year but, something was pulling me to go out this year like a magnet.

of course, my friends assisted in the pull.

People want to go out and distract themselves from the issues of life, from the issues that they could fix if they put this energy into doing so.

To celebrate letting go of the things they don't want to think about.

I had to drink in order to even let loose.

 I get so anxious in these situations. 

I feel like I waste my time or lose sight of my purpose that I have yet to find when I am partying.

Sitting at the bar next to my four friends who are drinking and talking. I get out of my chair, turn around and just people watch.

Trying to keep my mind on something other than the constant thoughts that race.

 Why am I here? Why did I come out?

it's never-ending.

I see women enjoying their bodies, showing it off to anyone who will look.

 Extremely empowered looks on their face, confident.

one girl dancing with two men.

one man in front, clearly drunk 

He was about 5ft 8 and standing eye to eye with this long blonde hair bombshell. 

She was tiny but curvy. 

Dress straps hang off her shoulders as she’s dancing from left to right, swaying her hips, exposing the tops of her petite ******.

 One quick dance move away from the skin-tight mini dress she wore, falling off and exposing all the little that she had.

The guy behind her looks to be the twin of the guy in front. 

Taller, however.

 He wore his hair long, much better looking, and better dressed than his brother in front.

who wore simple jeans and bomber jacket combo. 

He had his hand on her thigh as she grinds on him. 

His face was in drunk ecstasy.

I watched the development of this as it turns into the two brothers making eye contact.

 I definitely know what that means.

still dancing mindlessly, the girl leans back, rubbing the twin behind her on his thigh with one hand and the other arm on the twin in front’s shoulder.

my friend Red taps me to knock me out of my gaze.

 She leans in as the loud music plays. “You good?” she says with a concerned voice.

I nod my head at her and smile. 

she stares at me, questioning my response for a few seconds.

then nods ok.

She turns back to the group and takes a sip of her drink.

She is always looking out for me.

 I turn to continue looking at the woman and the twin men, and they were nowhere to be found. 

Disappointed, continue to look around to see if any other interesting developments are happening.

 I feel the urge to go to the bathroom. 

I tap Red and use my hands to gesture.

‘Going to the bathroom”

She understands as I point in the direction.

I walk from the bar and head through the crowd.

 pushing people left and right to get through, heat coming from each of their bodies, which warms the air in the crowd even though I tower over in my heels.

 A noticeable heat change as you walk through.

 I get through the crowd.

I am near the bathroom doors. 

I take a deep gasping breath as the air cools when I leave the suffocating heat.

I look at the three doors in front of me.

the left door is the women’s restroom, the right the men.

the middle door has the word unisex.

I can only imagine how dirty a nightclub's unisex bathroom is, I think. Drunk men and women alike both trash a bathroom on New-year’s, no thanks.

As I'm walking to the front door of the girls’ restroom, I notice the middle bathroom door propped open by a bomber jacket; it looks accidental.

the door was open slightly enough to see the shadow of something moving on the wall. 

The shadow is large as it, whatever it is, takes up a lot of space.

I turn back to the bathroom, but I pause.

my curiosity getting the better of me...

I look over at the unisex door, questioning if I should.

I turn to the unisex bathroom again and walk towards it.

I can hear fabric shuffling and quick movements while I approach.

I slowly lean my head to the opening to not make any noise.

I look up slowly, head now inside the bathroom.

 there they were.

two males, the twins 

now shirtless, 

the blond bent over,

Butt and ****** exposed, the dress pushed to her midsection, 

The twin behind her same as before, but penetrates her as he holds the dress on her midsection with one hand and her left butt cheek with the other. 

The twin in front has one hand in his hair, leaning back.

 His manhood is in the girl’s mouth as the other hand has her long blonde hair wrapped tightly in his fingers, moving in multiple directions as she sucks it.

 Moans from both men fill the air. 

I want to immediately return my head.

I couldn’t help but watch.

the twin in back shifts position pulling up the girl’s left leg

she helps willingly.

her opening exposed

glistening from moisture as the light hits it.

his manhood penetrating her in full view.

the twins never noticed me

However, the girl and I locked eyes, as her leg was being lifted and they turned her on her side. 

The twin in front quickly shifted to stand in front of her face, interrupting our eye contact unsuspecting.

Resuming to put his manhood in its prior place.

 He leans his head back and moans as he reenters her mouth. 

she never said a word.

I lean back slowly, removing my head from the room.

pausing for a second and shaking my head in awe.

I continued to the bathroom. 

Those drinks were getting to me.

Out of the 6 stalls in the bathroom, one remained open at the very end.

 I walked towards it as the women at the sinks looking into the mirrors, looked at me through the reflection.

I look back at them and continue walking. 

As I finish using the restroom, I head to the sink.

I hear women in the stalls as I walk past. 

“I swear I saw someone having sex in that middle bathroom,”

I overhear, ignoring as I walk.

I wash my hands and I go to grab a paper towel.

 I look in the mirror as I feel someone standing behind me.

I see a blonde, walking further into the bathroom, dress wrinkled, wiping her mouth with her fingers. 

We make eye contact and I quickly break it.

I dry my hands as I leave as fast as I can.

I had a quick passing thought about how badly I wished to be that carefree.

 I quickly changed the thought.

The image still stuck in my mind.

 I head back to the bar, walking fast by the unisex bathroom just in case the twins remained in there and she told them who she saw.

As I look at the crowd, disappointed to have to return the way I came, I push aside again anyone who was in my way.

I make it back to the bar, walking to my friends who were right where I left them.

As I'm walking, I feel something. It feels like someone was controlling my body and called my name to stop. The sounds I heard were all now silent as if my mind has turned off my hearing.

I look around, but nothing has changed.

 Confused, I look up at red who looks at me confused.

The building shakes as if a gigantic creature was stomping. 

The music stops, and everyone is looking around. 

The shakes continue in step-like intervals until the entire wall of the club rips out. 

Looks as if someone took a giant handful of the building.

 Everyone screaming and running, my friends all grab each other’s hands.

 We look and see the bartender run to what looks like the kitchen connecting to the bar, so we all follow. 

Terror and screams fill the air. 

I felt like something was pulling me as I ran.

I stop mid-step. 

My friends kept running. 

The ceiling collapses between us. 

That was the last time I saw them until a few months ago.

I slowly turn to walk back into what was left of the club. 

I can’t understand why I am doing this, but it just feels right.

 I make it back to the half-crumbled bar covered in bricks and steel beams. 

Blood spewing from under bricks and dust clouds the air.

I can’t feel anything but a magnetic pull, making me walk and climb over a partially collapsed building.

I climb over anything in my way, trying to get high enough to see over the dust cloud the fall created.

 The ground was still shaking in intervals. 

Is this thing... pulling me to it?

As I walked, the feeling got stronger.

 It made me feel sure as if this was the one thing in life that I absolutely had to do. No questions.

stumbling as I climb, nothing stops me. 

All I hear is silence as if my senses no longer had control.

I look up and there it was.

The brightest light I have ever seen turns in my direction.

I put my arm up to block my eyes as I keep looking, trying to understand.

As I get a clear view, my arms drop slowly.

Completely in awe, I stand there.

No fear but understanding, something deeper than a soul.

I slowly reach out to the light.

It welcomes me.

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