This story follows my previous submission: "An off Night" (Same story but now in the viewpoint of Jose.)
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My name's Jose, I don't exactly know what came over me but I have had this feeling all week that I needed to bash someone's face or break open another person's skull. I'm not exactly a delinquent; I have got a high paying job in Manila, I have got a beautiful partner who loves and cares for me and friends who support most of my endeavors.
I just feel at peace whenever I was in a fight. Seeing the pain on someone's face as I used my fists as weapons made me smile. Most probably though it was just boredom creeping into me that made me feel this way.
I also haven't had sex in a month; my partner was abroad doing her thing and the only remedy I could compensate for her absence was my daily ration of porn. Jacking off was not cutting it. I think it would be healthier for me to replace that yearning for violence with lust which was a much more viable choice with less repercussions and guilt on my part.
"Can you hear me?" Reception is shit!" I told my best friend over the phone.
"Can you hear me now? It's probably your cheap ass phone acting up again." Miguel shot back.
"You ready to go?" I asked.
"Go where? I did not make plans."
"I have been telling you all week that we were going to this new club I found. Don't tell me you forgot!" I said sounding irritated.
I have been telling him to go with me this past week, to get the stress off our shoulders. He recently broke-up with his girl which was more like a fuck buddy or that was my impression of her. Miguel thought otherwise, poor guy, telling me it was love and shit. This was a way for him to forget that crack ass bitch and for me to get my mind out of my violent state of mind.
"I'm staying home tonight, have fun and don't do anything stupid."
"Fuck that! I'll be there by eight, don't you be a pussy!" I said still irritated.
He hung up the phone after my comment. Maybe it was for the best that he did stay home tonight but I did not want to go alone. Fuck his problems; I was going to make it better! I decided to just go ahead with my plan and be at his place by eight. I dressed in normal Philippine fashion, shorts and a t-shirt. I then hopped in my truck and started driving to his place.
It was half past eight; traffic was terrible, when I parked my truck outside his place. As I was about to ring his buzzer, his door opened, and Miguel stepped out fully dressed.
"I think I'm over dressed." He said while looking at what I was wearing.
"You look great, no need to change." I said fearing he would change.
"Thought you did not want to go tonight?" I said while we were walking back to my truck.
"I did not but I had to make sure you did not do any stupid shit. I got your back bro!" He said as I started the engine.
The traffic was far better now and after a few minutes we reached our destination.
"This is a hole in a wall place! Are you sure about this place?" He asked rather worried.
"Yes! It's one of those secret places. Trust me, you will enjoy this!"
Unlike other clubs in the metro with large signs in front, bustling with people in and out and loud music this particular one was discreet. The building itself looked dilapidated; like it did not pass the city's building codes and in Manila that statement says a lot! It did not have any signs or a bouncer by the door. The door itself was a plain black door; the only give away was that it had a security panel where-in you had to press a specific code to open it.
I pressed the code 1034 and with a hard push the door opened. "Let's go!" I said to Miguel showing my excitement. I went inside first since I have been to this place a once before and would be able to navigate much easier in pitch black darkness. I was pulling my friend by his arm to make it easier for him to follow me but he was hesitant to walk at my pace and fell down.
