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Undercover Love	By : johnny_bae Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Julia's POV
Tom and I made it inside the club after getting our fake IDs checked at the entrance. The place was already pretty crowded even though it was still kinda early. The lights were blinding, the music very loud, and some people around us already looked like they'd had one too many drinks.
I scanned the place as we moved forward, looking for any sign of Dean or Rebecca. Tom spotted them before I did though, and pointed to them so that I could see them too.
There they were, just a few feet away from us, sitting on some kind of sofa with some other guy I could tell was much older than them. I observed him for a moment. Short brown hair, piercing blue eyes, all black outfit. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties, which made me think that maybe he was THE guy, a.k.a. the dope supplier Dean had told Tom about the other day. Well, whoever he was, he was giving me the chills for some reason. However I shrugged it off, and followed Hanson to the small group. The three seemed to be in deep conversation because none of them saw us approaching at first.
"Tommy ! Julia ! Good to see you guys !" Dean exclaimed when he finally caught sight of us, instantly standing up to give us both a hug. Rebecca quickly came to greet us as well, while the blue-eyed guy remained in his spot, eyeing us suspiciously until Dean eventually decided to introdcue us to him. "This is Rob" he told us, turning to Tom before adding "He's the guy I told you about." He then tunred to Rob "Man, this is Tom and his girl Julia."
Hanson stepped closer to this Rob dude to give him a handshake. I did the same thing afterwards, but regretted it when it took him a little too long to let go of my hand for my liking.
"Very pretty" Rob whispered, licking his lips as he looked at me from head to toe.
I averted my eyes, trying to hide the grimace of disgust on my face. I hate that kind of comments, especially when they come from men like him. Something about him was frightening, he was just giving me a really bad vibe. Definitely not my type.
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"So errr...Tom right ?" Rob started after we all took a seat, getting straight to the point "I heard you were interested in doing some business with us."
"That's right" Tom confirmed.
"Good" Rob said, giving him a sideways smirk. "What are we waiting for then ? How much do you want ?"
"How about half a ki ?" Tom casually responded, all while chewing his gum.
"He's funny" the man sniggered, turning to Dean. His eyes then went back to Hanson "That'd be a whole lot of cash don't you think lil' punk ?"
"I was the biggest dealer in my old school genius" Tom retorted, sassy as ever "How about we make it a whole ki ?"
"Cheecky...I like that" Rob stated, smirking as he nodded in approval. "Very well then. You bring me 25 grand and you'll get your kilo. I'll let Dean know when and where we can meet up. We got a deal ?"
"We got a deal" Hanson replied, shaking the guy's hand.
"Okay guys, now let's celebrate !" Dean happily exclaimed before going to the bar. He came back a minute later with a large vodka bottle and five shot glasses. Laying everything on the small table in front of us, he filled up the glasses with alcohol before handing us one each.
"What is it ?" I asked though I already knew the answer.
"Vodka !" Rebecca replied, clapping her hands excitedly.
"I don't drink" I stated, not really feeling like drinking this. I'd already had a beer earlier and I wasn't here to get drunk.
"Come on girl !" she encouraged "What do you think we came here for ? Let's have some fun !"
"Well, there are other ways to have fun..." I trailed off, not meaning anything nasty by that but the girl instantly perked up.
"I know what you mean" she smiled at me knowingly, coming closer to my ear. "But don't worry, judging by the way he's been looking at you ever since you got here, I'm sure Tommy's gonna dick you down before taking you home" she whispered, grinning slyly.
My eyes widened at the comment and my face turned bright red. I suddenly felt so unbearably uncomfortable. Not thinking twice, I gulped down my drink, causing Tom to give me a look.
"What ?" I mouthed , somewhat annoyed, but he looked away.
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I'm not sure at what point exactly I lost my grip that night, but by the time 1 am rolled around, I'd downed at least ten shots of vodka despite my dear partner's many attempts to stop me. I never meant to drink that much, but Dean kept refilling my glass and I didn't want to look like a dumbass or a boring bitch that doesn't know how to have fun, so I kept drinking.
I was a hiccupping mess before I even knew it, and so was Rebecca. All we were able to do by now was laugh hysterically at literally everything the guys were saying. If I hadn't been that smashed, I would've probably been very ashamed of myself, and rightfully so.
Tom was well aware of how wasted I was. He'd kept an eye on me the whole night even though he was pretty busy talking with the two other guys, whispering are you okays in my ear every ten seconds. He wasn't used to seeing me in such a state, so I guess he was a little worried.
"I...think I need to go to the bathroom" I said after a moment, placing a hand over my mouth as I suddenly started feeling extremely nauseous. Scared that I'd end up puking right here if I wasn't quick enough, I ignored how dizzy I felt and managed to stand up.
"Wait, I'll walk you there" Tom offered, sounding kinda concerned.
"No, you stay here. I can handle myself" I immediately declined. As hard as it was for me to stand on my feet and walk all by myself, someone had to stay with Rob and Dean. We were on a case after all.
Even if I staggered all the way there, I eventually made it to the bathroom without falling to the floor or anything. I actually didn't even need to vomit anymore, so I just went to the sink and splashed my face with cold water. Feeling a little more alert, I slowly made my way back to where Hanson and the others were. Rebecca jumped on me before I could reach them though, and dragged me to the dancefloor.
"I LOVE THIS SONG !" she yelled over the loud music. 'Channel Z' by The B-52's was playing. I usually don't really like dancing, but drunk as I was at the moment, I was up for pretty much anything. I had few to no limits, and I couldn't care less about embarrassing myself.
"GETTIN' NOTHIN' BUT STATIC, GETTIN' NOTHIN' BUT STATIC, STATIC IN MY ATTIC FROM CHANNEL Z !!!" I sang along, or rather shouted along, moving to the music without a care in the world. I was feeling very drunk again, but I was having a blast and totally letting go. I kept swaying my hips from one side to the other, barely aware of the shortness and tightness of my dress anymore, or of the many sexually starved guys that were ogling me.
I stayed on the dancefloor until the end of the song, not realizing that Rebecca wasn't with me anymore until that moment. I quickly looked around, but the girl was nowhere to be seen. Figuring she'd gone back to the boys, I started making my way back to where they were. I was beginning to feel a bit drowsy and I was having trouble keeping my balance. My vision was so blurry I could barely see where I was going, and I ended up bumping into some guy. A very tall and muscular one.
"Sorry" I apologized, going to resume walking, but the stranger grabbed my waist and forcefully pushed me against the nearest wall. His strong body was pressing hard against mine, making it impossible for me to escape.
"Hmm....let's see what we got here..." he murmered in my ear, groping everywhere and squeezing everything he pleased. I could smell alcohol on his breath.
"LET ME GO !" I screamed while trying to push him away, but he was way too strong and nobody seemed to hear me. That, or they were all too intoxicated to even care. Hot tears ran down my face as the man began sucking on my neck hungrily, his hands sliding up my thighs. I kept struggling to free myself but it was no use. I squeezed my eyes shut, as if preparing for whatever was to come.
"GET OFF HER YOU SON OF A BITCH !" a familiar male voice shouted all of a sudden, and my agressor was violently pushed off me. My eyes shot open, my jaw dropping when I saw Tom kicking the shit out of him though the guy was a lot bigger than him. When the fight ended, the bastard was knocked out on the floor with his nose bleeding.
"Are you okay ?" Tom asked me, immediately pulling me into a tight hug.
"I-...I guess so" I hesitantly responded, still in shock.
"Come on, I'm taking you home now" he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders protectively. We quickly went to say our goodbyes to Dean, Rebecca and Rob, and left the club.
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