Chapter 71.

We headed straight to the bar, past all of the sweaty bodies writhing tighter on the dance floor. The lights pulsated in different colors to the music and I couldn't hear my thoughts in here. It was perfect.  I saw the liquor on the glass shelves behind the bar. The lamps shed a cold light over the bottles and I was salivating by the time was got there.  "Tequila please," I said and put my hands on the bar.  The bartender furrowed his brows and grabbed the bottle. "Do you want shots or a drink?" He asked while shaking his head and narrowing his eyes. I smiled and leaned against the bar as I took out my card. "I want the bottle," I said and waited for him to put it down. His quizzical brow turned soft and he smiled when he put the numbers in. "There you go," Nora ordered a drink and a few shots. She begged me to dance but I wanted to finish the bottle first. I wasn't here to have a good time, I was here to forget and maybe for a moment pretend like I didn't exist in this reality. It was