Erin emerged from the top of the staircase and cautiously walked deeper into the room, her eyes searching for a blonde woman with a rose. From her spot on stage, she watched Spencer approach and slowly descend up the staircase. Concern gripped tightly at her chest watching her disappear into the dark, smoky, area. She knew what went on up there. The place was notorious for sex and drugs, but also rapes. Finishing their last song, she couldn’t jump off the stage fast enough, ignoring anyone who wanted a word with her, she briskly walked to the staircase and took them up two at a time.

At first, her mind urged her to back off and let Aiden go after his girl, but her thoughts abruptly changed when watching him leave the club with Justin. Heading out the front door, she watched them, stunned. She knew where Justin took his men from the bar, they usually went out to his car for some serious make out sessions and Bjs. She couldn’t wrap her mind around Aiden, one of the school’s biggest basketball stars, going with him. And then there was his girlfriend. Did she know he was outside making out with another guy? On stage, she masked all of her concerns and confusion and continued playing like a rock star not knowing what she would do when she finished. 

Now, she looked closely at everybody on the second floor of Grey’s, fueled by fear and concern for the blonde. Phoenix didn’t seem like someone who would be into drugs and sex at a public club, but then again, she didn’t know Phoenix at all. 

But she wanted to. 

Two hands touched her from behind, placing themselves on her shoulder blades, they ran down the expanse of her back. “Dance with me.” The words were spoken into her ear. The dark haired girl turned toward the voice. Her eyes came to rest on familiar blue eyes. She found herself grinning at the lazy smile on Spencer’s face, looking harder, she noticed her eyes slightly hooded. “Did you take something?” 

“Nope.” Spencer giggled placing her hands on her hips as she danced to the music downstairs. The song was upbeat yet sensual, Erin watched Spencer’s blue eyes close, her hands moving lower to hook her index fingers into her belt loops, pulling her closer. The blonde moved her hips to the beat, grinding against her as she threw her head back and smiled. Erin believed she didn’t take anything. The air was thick with smoke from different drugs, breathing it in was all it took to get high.