Chapter 2
He had shiny dark eyes and a pointy nose matching his finely structured face. And he was extremely tall as well, probably 6'3 in height.
"I'm so sorry." I said breaking the silence amidst us.
"It's fine. Are you alright?" He replied.
"Yh, I think so."
We were still talking when someone bumped into him from behind splashing the glass of whiskey he held on my dress.
"This day just keeps getting worse." I muttered but it looked like he could still hear. "I guess it's my turn to say I'm so sorry."
"It's alright." I replied.
I know I said that, but in reality it wasn't so alright. I mean the gown I had on cost a thousand dollars, I had worn it specially for my supposed anniversary.
"What sort of cursed day is this?" I blurted out this time. It seems this day was set out just to torment me and I couldn't hold it in anymore. The tears began to roll.
"Heyy, what's up. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for spilling..." He tried to speak but I cut in.
"He's a bastard, I love him so much. How could he do this to me? How could he, he knows how much I care about him and he did this. I hate him, I hate him so much." I was weeping profusely, I'm a really strict person but although I don't look like the type, I'm a lover girl. I mean I haven't really dated a lot of men and I turn down advances really fast but when I fall in love I fall in deeply and Steve did everything that would make any woman fall. He was kind, gentle, comforting, funny, a great talker and treated me like a queen. He also didn't make advances at other women, I know this because I'm a very keen observer.
I was still dueling on all our moments together when I felt an arm lean closer and pull me in. He embraced me as he let me cry into his arms.
"It's alright, it's alright, let it all out." He said and for some reason I felt safe. It was unlike me to let my emotions get the better of me but this guy had something about him that made me let my guard down.
I began to cry harder and though the music was playing loudly all I could hear was his voice. "You're strong, you're going to get through this. It's alright..", "shhh... it's alright."
His voice was soothing and I soon found myself calm.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." I spoke softly sef withdrew myself from his arms.
"Don't talk like that. I mean I don't have a problem with it neither should you."
"Listen, sometimes all you need is to talk to someone new. Someone who can't identify you and whom you might never see again. Who you won't be ashamed to confide in or be scared to act natural around and I'm glad I could be that person to you. So it's fine."
I felt what he said but a part of me was still embarrassed by all that had happened so I made up the smartest excuse I could think of.
"I'm going to go get myself cleaned up." I grabbed my bag and turned.
I walked straight for a bit before I could locate the restroom and once I got inside I could finally catch my breath.
"What was all that out there Jennifer Wilton?" I spoke to myself softly while staring at the mirror. I had lost both my parents due to a plane crash at the age of ten so I learned to rely on myself pretty early. Thankfully I still had my grandma who gave me some solace. Katherine and
Alexandra became the closest thing I had to family when I got to high school but I still had that brick wall built up on my emotions.
I dropped some water on my dress and used the wipes that were just beside the faucet to clean up.
I took my time on that before heading out.
I had left my phone on the bartender counter just beside that guy so I had to head back out there to pick it up before leaving. I got there, but couldn't find him and just as I peeped around for a while I caught a glance of him.
He had his lips locked with a woman while his hands did its work inside her skirt. I'm not going to lie, a part of me felt disappointed. I know, it's not in my place and I'm supposed to mind my business but we kind of had an emotional connection a while ago.
How do these men switch up so fast, can't they be loyal to something, even their emotions. It would take me a while to get horny if I had just shared a moment like that with someone.
I picked up my phone and left. It was past 11pm and I couldn't get a cab from where I stood so I decided to walk down the alley. On getting to the end I realized that I had missed a turn. My head was also beginning to bang really hard now. I guess all the crying and alcohol is getting to me.
I switched on my phone to try to use the google map but the network was really bad so I angrily threw it back in my bag and turned to try to figure it out myself.
I took several turns and had been walking about for some minutes now but I still couldn't hit the road. I was also far from the club now so I took out my phone to try to check for internet service once more.
I heaved a sigh of relief as I saw it load up but my moment was short lived when I caught a shadow in the darkness walking close to me. I walked further ignoring whatever the online map had told me to do, right now I didn't think that was important. I was just hoping it wasn't what I was thinking. I hastened my footsteps and it seems the figure hastened its too and my heart rate increased rapidly.
It was dark right now and I watch a lot of movies so my mind was going through a million scenarios.
My head was still hurting and I could feel my body losing its balance with each step I took but that didn't make me stop. Instead I began to run.
"SOMEBODY HELP! HELP!!"
"I'm being chased! HELP ME PLEASE!"
I kept on screaming while running even though I was in the middle of nowhere. I just wanted to believe someone was out there who would rescue me.
One of my heels broke causing me to fall to the ground and sprain my right ankle. I took off the other shoe and began leaping, I kept on screaming just as the tears began to roll down.
"Please God, somebody help me!"
I was out of air and my eyes were practically shutting themselves now. The figure was also getting so close it was just behind me. I knew somewhere in my mind that I couldn't outrun it anymore so I had to fight my way out.
I took in all the oxygen I could gather and decided to turn but I soon felt my legs give up on themselves and my body descending to the ground.
I was watching helplessly as it was getting close to me and even though my lips couldn't move now I began praying in my heart that I make it out of this alive.