The Bar

JANICE POV:

It was dark out, and I felt a shiver run over my body as I stepped out of the bar. Judging by the drunken howls and laughs in the nights air, I could tell I had stayed out too late again. I was new to this city, but I was tired of being alone. So I Figured going out would be an easy way to make some new friends. Even though I met a nice group of girls tonight, I could tell I had one too many drinks and needed to head home.

Lost in my thoughts I suddenly realized there was foot steps following close behind me. At the same time I heard a holler and whistle come from beside me. I turned my head startled at the sounds, only to see a group of older men lurking in the dark.

“Fucking pigs” I gagged out under my breath. Frightened, I picked up my pace. But it was no use, I could tell they were on my tracks.

“What’s a pretty lady doing all by herself out this late” one of the men snickered at me.

When I felt a hand grip hard around my upper arm.

“Don’t fucking touch me” I spit out at him.

Turning around I see the 5 men from before grouped around me. Stopping me in my tracks. I looked around for a sign of escape when I felt a hand grab my ass.

I screamed as loud as I possibly could, praying that a witness was nearby.

When I was suddenly shoved out of their surrounding circle and stumbled to the ground when one of them tripped me. When I looked back up awaiting my cruel fate I was stunned.

The men were looking over me, fear plagued their eyes. My body tensed, when I felt a wave of terror creep over me, not knowing what they were staring at.

“I suggest you boys make a run for it.” a deep enchanting voice boomed from behind me. I sat up and turned to look, but the feet thundering on the ground as the 5 men ran away disrupted me.

Confusion rolled over me, as I try to understand what just happened. But I soon felt a hand touch my right shoulder and noticed tingles rush through my body. I swiftly turned my head, and my eyes locked onto the most beautiful pair of silver eyes staring into mine.

“Are you okay, did you need a lift home?” He asked, as if nothing had even just happened.

Mesmerized by the handsome man in front of me, I suddenly forgot how to speak. Lost for words at his beauty.

“You may be in shock, here let’s go” he says gently lifting me up so I’m standing in front of him. Holding me up with his huge arms I go limp.

What’s gotten into me, I thought to myself. Quickly regaining my composure. I step back from the man and realize he is a foot taller than me even in my 4 inch high heels.

“Sorry um, thanks for that… but I think I can make it back home myself” I shyly stated.

JAMESON POV:

Sitting in my bar as I usually did after a long day of work, I notice a younger woman sitting alone at the bar. She was trying to get the bar tenders attention but the place was packed. Who would even notice her sitting there. Well, aside from me, noticing her innocence, her beauty, the long golden locks running down her back to just above her skirt line.

“Ah fuck it” I murmured to myself.

“What did you say Boss?” My right hand man, Jason asked puzzled.

“Get the waitress to bring that woman a drink would you” I motion the blonde woman sitting at the bar.

“Who’s that?”

“A woman in need of a drink I’d say” and Jason nodded. Grabbing the attention of our personal waitress.

The waitress giddily skipped over to us.

“Send that woman a drink on the house” Jason tells her.

“Of course Sir” she says gushing at Jason and myself. She turns and bends over purposely showing a peak of her ass cheeks to us, as she cleared off our table of empty glasses.

“God, she’s basically throwing herself at you Boss” Jason chuckles to me as our waitress struts away.

I snarl, “not interested, she’s all yours!”

Jason let’s out a laugh.

The night carry’s on, the little blonde woman sitting at the bar was now on the dance floor with group of girls tearing it up. I slyly watched from the corner of my eye, when I noticed a group of men make their way to the ladies. Grabbing onto their hips as the girls danced. I let out a sigh as I seen one of them lock their hands on the blonde woman’s hips, pulling himself into her.

“All good boss?” Jason asked, looking in the direction of the dance floor, trying to see what I was staring at.

“Yeah, honestly it’s getting late, another early day tomorrow. The dealer will be here at 8am sharp at the docks. Let’s call it a night.” I declared out.

Jason shrugs and gets up. “See you back at the hotel then?”

“Yeah I’ll be leaving soon.” I suggest to Jason.

Jason gets up and strolls out of the vip section. I stay seated, watching her.

A few minutes pass and I could tell she was definitely drunk. She tossed her hair behind her shoulder and clearly says something to the girls she had been dancing with. Then she walks off the dance floor towards the back exit of the bar.

I get up and decide I should make sure she catches a cab okay, noticing that she was now by herself again.

I head out the back exit and notice her already a block away.

“Walking, she is fucking walking. damnit” I mutter to myself. Now I’d have to follow, how could I possibly sleep tonight knowing a vulnerable women was walking alone at night in our city. This city capitalized and was known for its crime. I mean I myself would know first hand all to well of the crime here. Being a cartel leader and all.

It’s something I was born into, not something I got to choose. Of course, I wasn’t all that bad, I still had morals.

I kept following behind her when I noticed a group of 5 older men leaned outside a building. It was dark but I could tell they seen her coming under the moonlight.

She looked disturbed when I heard one of them whistle at her. She starting walking faster and I glared as they crept after her.

My heart started thumping faster and my pace quickened, feeling her sense of urgency to get home. I was 2 blocks behind her when I noticed they had caught up to her. One of the men grabbing her from behind as the rest circled in.

“Fuck this” I growled and I started sprinting towards them. Coming up behind her to see she had fallen onto the cold ground, I reach for my glock in the back of my pants.

Holding it up in the air towards their foul, disgusting faces, I let them know of my presence. With a quick few words, they take off. I tuck my gun away before turning my attention to the woman on the ground.