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“This place is so cool!” she shouted over the music.
By the looks I was getting from some of the men in here as we made a path through the crowd, I was starting to think that maybe Scarlett had pulled off some kind of miracle with my makeup tonight.
Once we’d finally arrived at the bar, we were instantly greeted by yet another fine-looking guy, leading me to believe that it had to be a woman who owned this place with all these hot men employed here. “Names Collin, what can I get ya?” the bartender asked Scarlett, giving her the once over as though he was ready to devour her whole. Scarlett of course played right into it.
“Hi. I’m Scarlett. So, what’s your specialty drink, Collin?”
“Hmm... Scarlett, such a beautiful name for a beautiful woman. I think I have just the thing for you.” He gave her a wink as he went to work, making up some mysterious concoction.
Leaning over the counter so Collin got a full view of the girls, she told him, “make it two please, one for me and one for my friend.”
When his eyes landed on me, his smile grew wider. “Ahh, two fine ladies. Looks like my night just got even better. I’ll have those right up.”
An hour or so later, and two of the bartender’s specialty drinks, had me needing to use the restroom. Leaning over towards Scarlett, I pulled her attention away from the newest guy she was flirting with. “Hey! I have to go pee!”
“Do you want me to go with you or are you ok to go by yourself?”
Waving her off, I got up. “No, I’m fine by myself. I’ll be right back.”
As I began to make the trek to the bathroom, the effects of the alcohol hit me a little harder than when I had been seated, causing me to sway slightly in my steps as I walked. Making my way down the hall, the bathroom sign pointed to, I came to a door that wasn’t marked but when I looked around, I didn’t see any other doors as an option. So, in my drunkin´ stupor, I shrugged my shoulders and figured what the hell maybe they just didn’t mark it, or the sign had fallen off.
Logical drunk thinking right there.
The moment I opened the door, though, I had some inkling in the way, way back of my head, through all the liquor that I’d possibly made a huge mistake. It in fact wasn’t a bathroom I’d entered; but what looked to be a large office. I immediately turned to leave, but then overheard a loud thump followed by a man yelling at someone else. My curiosity, that was clearly under the influence I might add, got the best of me. The room the commotion had erupted from was around the corner in another section of the office. In my mind, I thought if I was careful enough and didn’t poke my head out too far, I’d be able to see what was going on without my nosey ass being spotted.
It’s what Cassidy would do.
Yes, I was that drunk that I was thinking about what afictionalcharacter would do, knowing she wouldn’t be the one to die like I seriously could right now.
Mental slap to the forehead.
In case it wasn’t clear at this point, I didn’t drink alcohol that often... like never. So, the two drinks the bartender had made me, along with the shot of vodka in the Uber earlier, were seriously causing me to completely ignore that one very important little cell in my brain I should have been paying the most attention to right now.
Flight.
Slowly creeping up to the wall, I peeked around the corner. At first, I didn’t see anything, but then the next thing I knew a badly beaten man was shoved to the ground just a few feet in front of me. I was so stunned that I had to cover my mouth to hold back the startled gasp that was about to fight its way out. I had never experienced anything in my life like this before. I mean sure I had read about this kind of stuff in my books, but to see it firsthand and right in front of my face was a bit of a shock.
“You think you can fucking steal from me you piece of shit? Your family will pay for this!”
“No! I beg of you! I will fix this! Just please spare my family,” the beaten, and bloodied man profusely begged.
When the man, making the threats came into view, my mouth dropped open in amazement. He was for lack of better words... perfection. So perfect, he made all the other handsome men who lived in this world look subpar. He was tall, with precisely sculpted dark hair, had a chiseled chin dusted with a five o’clock shadow, and muscles I could easily see the outline of through the black suit he wore. This man may have been the most beautifully dark creature I’d ever laid eyes on. But watching him, it was easy to see he was a very dangerous creature, more dangerous than the devil himself... either that, or hewasthe devil himself in the flesh right before my eyes.
Before I could be spotted, I slowly began to back up towards the door, but then bumped into a solid object. When I turned to look at what it was I had backed into, I found that it wasn’t an object at all, but a very large, and very terrifyingly angry looking man. He was so tall compared to my five-foot seven frame, with my two-inch heels on I might add, that I had to crane my neck upwards in order to see his face. “I-I’m sorry, I-I was just looking for the restroom and walked in the wrong door.”
Leaning down closely, he got into my face, snatching up my arm, and yanking me into him. “Youwalked into the wrong fucking door alright.”
Panic slammed into my heart so hard, I instantly started to feel sick to my stomach. It was becoming clearer that my current situation was looking more and more like Iwasgoing to end up dead. Whenever I became nervous or scared, I always did one thing. I rambled. “I-I swear I-I didn’t... I didn’t see anything. I just wanted to g-go pee and walked into the wrong room by accident.”
Just then, another terrifying looking monster walked into the room and shut the door behind him, his eyes boring into mine. “Who the fuck is she?”
The one I now named, Monster number one, answered. “The bitch walked in here by mistake, looking for the bathroom. Saw what was going on in the back room with the boss.”
As soon as the wordbitchcame out of his mouth, my drunkin´, and stupid I might add, temper got the best of me. “First of all, that isextremelyrude of you to refer to me as some bitch. And second of all, I told you that I didn’t see anything.”
Getting in my face once again, monster number one, grabbed my hair at the base of my skull and held me painfully in place. “Then why the hell were you scrambling so hard to leave like someone whohadseen something they shouldn’t have?”
“Because I had to pee! What don’t you understand about that!” I yelled at him, finding this crazy bravery from I don’t even know where. This man could easily crush my trachea in one go with his large, beefy hand if he wanted to. I once again could only blame this side of me on the alcohol, because sober me wouldn’t have stayed in here and been so nosey in the first place after seeing that it wasn’t the restroom.
