'The Twilight Exit'

Willow's blue sparkling sequins were dazzling up the whole car. We were in Sam's old silver sedan. Willow and I were in the back and Rene had shotgun.Sam was whistling the whole way. Awkwardly striking conversations with Irene. Just for Irene to answer in one word syllables and them to end.

"Ugh this is excruciating, put on some music for God sakes," whined Willow.

Sam blushed and flipped a CD into the music system. Hotel California started playing. We all sung along. Even Sam. He soloed on the guitar parts and made us all laugh. Rene was laughing too, which made Sam so happy, he turned from pink to tomato red. At exactly 10 pm, we reached the club.

It was dark all around except the yellow bulb lights, which hung from a string above the vallet. Sam parked carefully and a grubby looking, buff man came by his window. He looked scary. He was bald, but he had a red, angry scar across his face.

"Tickets?" He demanded.

"Um, we thought you can pay and park? Nothing about tickets ever came up..." gulped Sam.

The man just raised an eyebrow and put forward his hand.

Sam looked confused, Irene snorted and said, "Oh for Gods sake, he's asking for money Sam! Give him money!"

Sam quivering took out some bills from his pocket and placed them in the man's hand.

"Here you go sir. Is that enough?" Sam asked quietly.

"Of course it's enough, thankyou!" Said Willow sighing. She leaned forward and closed the window.

The man simply turned and went to another car that just arrived, it was a ravishing black convertible.

Willow, took some money out of Sams pocket. Kissed his cheek and said goodbye. She jumped out of the car and hurried to the club entrance.

"Wait! Where are you going! Willow!" I called after her. But she was too far away.

"Chill Leila, she had a deal with someone. She'll get us in. Let's go too," Irene said. Grabbing her purse.

She looked straight at Sam. "Stay here Sammy. We'll be back soon. Thanks a lot!"

Sam nodded but looked disappointed.

When we were out of the car, I looked at rene expectedly. She frowned and sighed.

"What?" She asked. I just made a face.

"Ugh fine!" She said. And went to Sam's side of the car, opened the door and kissed him on the cheek. She turned and tried to walk right in Willow's direction, without looking at him again. But he caught her and pulled her back. I looked away.

About three cars away a bunch of people in dazzling clothes and a lot of smoke were walking towards the entrance.

I caught a glimpse of shimmery black fabric and a quaint fedora hat. Then Rene nudged me before walking past me.

Sam looked like he'd found the meaning of life. He grinned at me.

I smirked and said,"Bye Sam."Then walked towards the club.°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

Willow and her mysterious connection got us in the club in no time. The place was big and fully lit up in dazzling lights.

As I stepped in, the smell of alcohol and sweat and excitement drowned me. Music was pouring through the walls. And everyone seemed lost in a trance. Willow grabbed me and pulled me to a side. Rene was there too.

"Okay, so here's the plan. Dick Dean is at the bar. Irene will go first, he's drunk enough she'll seduce him. In a way. Bring him to the side. Then Leila will take out his phone and send pictures of me and him, to all his current girlfriends. They should know what he is like."

Both me and Rene nodded with approval.

"Then I say some profanities to his face, spill some drinks on him and we'll be done! Cool?" She finished.

"Yep, plan seems good. So we get to stay here for a while right?" Asked Rene.

Her straight black hair was let loose today. It was down till her back, with its ends a scarlet red. Rene loves red. Her hair, her nails, her clothes. Everything was red.

"Sure, till like 12 maybe?" Said Willow.

"You know this will construe as assault and battery right? And the phone taking could be conversion—" I was saying when willow shut me up.

Her face was full of nervous excitement. She was so distraught when she found out Dean was cheating on her for so long. She needed this. Her blue dress had a long neckline it showed off her chest quite nicely. She looked very good. Her thick curls were looking like a crown over her head. They both looked at me.

"Oh fine I'll shut up. But we'll have to call Sam in too. He'll be bored in the car," I told them.

They both sighed and nodded.

The plan was on. Rene had gone by the bar near Dean and was talking to him. While me and Willi were by one corner of the club, waiting for Dean. Willow was very focused.

I was rather lost. This place was something else. All the different smells were calling me. I wanted to lose control and follow them. A roar of laughter from the entrance of the club caught my attention suddenly. A group of men entered, they were all wearing suits and dress shirts. They were the same group I'd seen before. There were five of them, all glorious and laughing.

A woman dressed in a gorgeous black skin fitted dress welcomed them, her dark skin was almost glowing. And her black hair was down till her back. They all greeted eachother with kisses to the cheek.

Till the last guy, he kissed her. A real kiss. It was passionate and intimate, I looked away. Rene was coming over. She had a drunk Dean by her side.

He was hardly walking. She dumped him down on Willow. I took three pictures of them. And sent them to the list of people I had. Then I slipped his phone back into his pocket. Irene and I stepped back a bit. Willow got herself two glasses of something red and poured the liquid all over Dean.

"That's what you get, asshole. For cheating on Willow Sinclair and other women!" She said proudly and kicked him in the nuts.

He moaned and fell back.

"Just like grandma runi said," Irene chuckled.

I winced, but he honestly deserved it, the girls and I then went to the bar. I caught a glimpse of a woman, throwing another drink on Dean and screaming something at him.

Irene and I sat down at the bars end, while Willow went out to call Sam inside. The bartender looked at us suspiciously and I smiled nervously.

Irene grimaced and asked him for something, he nodded and went away.

"How did you do that?" I asked in awe

"My sister used to take me to bars, when I was 17. She was wild then. Plus I've always looked older so that helped."

She was right she looked 21 or something. With her green eyes decked with green glitter. They looked around observing everything. Her poppy red dress was a bit too bright. I'd look like a tomato in it. But she looked sexy. She made it work.

"Delilah?" said a strangely familiar voice from behind me.

Irene looked behind me and was completely dazed. She looked startled and confused.I turned around and looked at the man who knew my name.

He wore a cream shirt and a dark green suit. His warm blonde hair was neatly combed. Just as it always used to be. And his eyes were the same electric blue as they once were when we used to play series of continuous stare games.

"John!" I said, completely shocked.He smiled again. That same sweet smile, John Rahway always had on when we met.

"It is you! What are you doing here?" He said.

"Um excuse me? You know the hot guy?" Intervened Irene.

"Ah yeah, Irene this is John Rahway, he was my brother's best friend." I said, not looking away from him.He smiled and nodded towards Irene, who seemed as if she might faint.

Then she whispered something I couldn't decipher into my ear before turning away disappearing into the maddening crowd.

"It's been so long Delilah. How are you?" John asked.

I turned back to face him. "I'm great, what about you? It's really been too long."

"I live in L.A, been here for a while.  But Delilah I must say, you really shouldn't be here," He said, looking worried.

"With all due respect John I don't think I asked you."

"I'm sorry Delilah, I know I've lost all rights to even speak to you. But all I can say is that I'm sorry. If you can ever forgive me."

He took my hand and kissed it.

"I'm so glad you're here, but let me take you home. It's not safe here trust me," he said.

I was about to resist when my phone rang. I took it without looking away from John. He was one of those five men I saw before. I remembered now.

"Leila, you need to hurry, Sam, he's not well, he's puked everywhere. And Rene is sick too now. We've got to go back." It was Willow, she sounded disgusted.

I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay with John tell him about all that's happened. It had been five years, I once loved him, what if I never saw him again.I turned away from him and whispered into the phone.

"Do you need me to help willow, or can I stay. I met someone here. Someone I knew once. Irene will know." I whispered into the phone.

"It's okay Leila, I can drive back, but you'll be safe right? I don't like leaving you at that club alone." She said.

"He's my brother's old friend Willow. I'll be fine," I assured her.

"Okay love you. Now I need to go, before I barf too." I smiled to myself as I put down the phone. John was still there. Waiting.

"That was my friend, seems like I lost my ride back," I said.

"I'll drive you home, don't worry," he said with a light smile.

"Who were those guys you were with. They seemed, I don't know, like your crew," I blurted out.

He chuckled then grinned.

"That's cause they are, want to meet them?"°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°