Ch. 9

CHAPTER NINE:

~Avery:

It wasn’t so bad here. And as bars go, this one seemed pretty different. I was still on guard, trying to avoid the dark corners where seedy behavior could be going on, but I was maybe starting to have fun? The place was more of a dance club that happened to be set inside an old school bar, something you would picture in this woodsy town. But the dance floor, the music, the sound system, the lighting, it was all very modern. And I couldn’t fight it for long.

Music sang to me, to my blood. A small dose of what it felt like to control someone, to make them do things. It hasn't always been easy for me to distinguish the two. But thankfully I had grown from those days. The base thrummed and Beth and I twirled around with some girls who had immediately taken to us when we got here. Beth had a handsome tall, lanky guy dancing around her for some time who set my alarms off but after a few looks from me he seemed to back off. Some.

After a few songs we went with the ot