Deliver Us from EVIL

Sixto's POV: I became a prisoner

From the window, someone suddenly threw a crumpled piece of paper at me, so I picked it up and peeked out the window. I saw Eros, Mark, and Van together, so I turned around and read the paper I was holding.

"Six pm at the NP club." As stated in the paper. I looked out the window again and saw them walking away as Eros waved at me.

When the class ended, my friends immediately went inside and approached me.

“Hey, dude. Are you coming?” Mark's first question to me was as he rested one of his arms on my shoulder and as I put my belongings in the bag.

“Of course! Sixto is coming, isn't he?” Eros said that I just smiled, and I left our classroom, while the three of them followed me.

Since I moved to this university, they have become my friends. The three of them were the first to talk to me and helped me so that I could easily adjust to this university. They're so kind and trustworthy, but I can't say that they are a good influence on me because they often miss class and go to various disco clubs. But somehow I was happy to meet them. If not because of them, I may not have been in this place for long, so I may be alone until now.

“Wait, where are you taking me?” I said as they dragged me inside the disco club.

It was Tuesday night and our class was over. I was going to go home, but I didn't expect these three to be waiting for me in front of our university. Then all of a sudden, they took me here to an unfamiliar place.

“Come inside, Sixto. Just chill. We'll take care of you. You won't pay anything here because I'm the one who will take care of the bill.” Eros said. I tried not to go with them, but they forced me inside, and I was stunned when I looked around.

The noise, I could hear nothing but loud music while the people were dancing there. Dark and smoky smell of cigarettes. The people here at the club are definitely not minors anymore.

“See? There's nothing special about here. Just have fun, bro. Just dance as much as you want.” Mark shouted at me because there was so much noise inside, and we couldn't hear each other anymore. I didn't answer him and just sat quietly. I still can't believe what I'm seeing. It's only now that I've entered this kind of place, and I can't help but be amazed at everything I see. There are people kissing, drinking while dancing and there are also good at dancing.

I often only watch it on television, but it really feels different when you are right there in reality.

“Hi, boys! Can we sit with you?”

Suddenly, two women approached us and sat at our table. We still did not answer them, but they sat down right next to us.

My eyes widened when I saw their thighs and cleavages to their fitted clothes. They were both wearing short dresses, so their every move was tempting to look at. However, I just avoided looking at them and I swallowed deeply. I noticed that even Eros and Mark were nervous about the two women with us now, except for Van, who had no reaction and was quietly drinking whiskey.

“Wait, isn't that still forbidden to us?” I pointed to the glass he was holding. He was stunned and looked at me.

“What do you mean? Aren't you adults? So, it's okay to drink alcohol here.” Said by the woman next to me, and she drank alcohol at the same time.

I exchanged glances with Eros, and he shook his head. He pointed his cellphone at me, so I pulled my cellphone out of my pocket. I saw he sent me a message and I opened it.

“They can't know we're just freshmens students. Otherwise, they might kicked us out of here and we won't be able to get in here again.” He said, so I looked at him again, and I just nodded.

“Here.” Suddenly, the woman next to me handed me a glass of alcohol. I stared for a few seconds at what she offered me, then I accepted it, and I first glanced at the three boys before I drank it.

They applauded, while I was sick of the bitter taste of the alcohol. When I first tasted it, I immediately felt dizzy and my throat felt like it was on fire from the intense heat it caused. Maybe that’s only natural for a first timer like me who doesn’t really get drunk or never drinks alcohol. But as the time passed by we drank more and more bottles. I was drowning in extreme drunkenness, and I no longer knew what I was doing. So did Eros and Mark, who had fallen asleep drunk. While this man, Van, was still relaxed sitting in his chair while he was smoking. He seems to be used to this kind of vice, so alcohol does not work for him.

“Why do you look at me like that?” He asked with a serious face. I didn't answer and just pointed to the cigarette he was holding. I wanted to tell him something, but I forgot, and I had no intention of trying what he was doing when he suddenly stood up and approached me.

“You want to try?” He asked, but I just stared at him. I saw him grin, and then he put his cigarette in the middle of my two fingers, so I was surprised and looked at him again.

“That's okay, you'll just try. There's nothing wrong with that, right?” He added, and I turned my attention to the cigarette I was holding.

Wait, why is that? Why am I even more dizzy from the smell of it's smoke? What’s so special about this cigarette, and why does everybody around us is holding a thing like this?

Out of curiosity, I tried to suck it up like Van had done earlier. He was still looking at me as he had a wide smile on his lips. I blew smoke in his face, then he laughed and clapped his hands. I don’t know why he does that or what’s funny about what I did, but I seem to like it what I’m doing now. Furthermore, I repeated over and over until the ash dwindled and disappeared. It gives me a different enticement, and only now have I felt this kind of feeling. It was as if I were lying in the clouds and as if I had a world of my own.

Then suddenly, the woman next to me kissed me on the lips. That was my first kiss, so I haven’t had much experience in kissing yet. I followed her every move until we got to a room and lay down on the bed. There were no questions or conversations as she suddenly took off her clothes and kissed me on every part of my body. Because of my drunkenness, I didn't even know what I was doing. I didn't realize that I was already naked, and my hands gradually came down to her thighs. Her loud growl I could hear throughout the room, and she hugged me tightly as we felt the same feeling. Then I just fell while I was still on top of her. I fell asleep and when I woke up my hands were handcuffed, and I became a criminal.