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My body tensed even more than it already was, but instead of being able to react to the news Stacy had just delivered, we fell into a table, knocking it over.
That’s when chaos ensued.
I was on the floor attempting to get free of this woman as drinks on a tray from a waitress passing by flew everywhere. I couldn’t pay attention to what was going on around me, but lots of shouting and sounds of the wooden furniture hitting the ground were unmistakable.
“Help me,” I shouted, hoping someone would do something.
Nobody came.
I had no choice but to save myself from this. Stacy was pulling my hair and slapping me, her body on top of mine.
I used all the strength I could muster up in my lower body to try to get her off. I didn’t get her completely off, but I did manage to leave her unbalanced. It was enough to give me the time I needed to strike her back, which ultimately forced her off of me.
Then, I scrambled to my feet and started moving in the opposite direction. The entire pub was a mess of people either jumping into the mix and fighting with one another or standing back, steering clear, and trying to clean up the mess of alcoholic drinks everywhere.
My eyes went to the stools where Jeremy and I had been sitting. He wasn’t there.
A moment later, I saw him at the exit. I was struggling through the sea of people, attempting to avoid getting hit, when he looked back, saw me, and sent a sinister smile my way.
What was that all about?
I got to the exit as fast as I could, hoping to catch him,but it was chaotic in the pub. By the time I managed to get outside and scan the parking lot, I didn’t see Jeremy anywhere.
Confused by all that had happened but not so far gone that I was willing to wait around for Stacy to find me and start another fight, I decided it was best to get out of there.
I walked away from the pub and toward my car. I’d had one drink and a few sips of the cherry margarita. I wasn’t drunk by any means. That said, if I had been, I was sure my fight would have cleared things up rather quickly for me.
Twenty minutes later, I was grateful to be home.
But my relief was short-lived. Because not even twenty-four hours later, the police showed up at my front door, and I learned that Jeremy was nowhere close to being the guy of my dreams.
Instead, he was a nightmare.
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