Chapter 3

Patricia's POV

"Where's my keys!"

We are here in the school parking lot and ready to go home but I can't find my car key. I was busy finding it in my bag when I felt Jess pinch my arm. I turned around and saw her pointing someone using her snout.

I followed that and saw a man approaching while wearing an engineering uniform.

"Raven again?" I can feel the tiredness in Jess's voice. "He's going to bugged you again,"

Raven immediately smiled when he got closer.

"P-Patricia" he uttered smiling.

I also smiled and immediately felt Jess holding my arm. Seemed to protecting me from Raven.

"What do you want from my friend, Raven?" Jess asked directly so I almost shocked.

"Ah, I just want to ask Patricia…" he turned to me with shy smile. "Are you free today-"

"Oh, she's not allowed! We have a lot of pending activities today in major subject," Jess interrupted again so I couldn't stop pinching her arm,” she’s really harsh with Raven.

"Uhm, sorry but I'm busy, R-Raven" I shyly looked at him. "I'm sorry-"

"No, I understand" he prompt. "Maybe next time?" his eyes was pleading. "Are you okay with that?"

"Let me see my s-schedule..." I said immediately because I had no excuse anymore.

We bid goodbye to him and Jess quickly pulled me to our car.

"Raven is really crazy about you! Doesn't he get that you don't like him?!"

"Jess! Someone might hear!" I scolded and looked around.

"Why? It's true!" she seems annoyed. "Even though he's rich, handsome and smart, I still won't like him for you!"

"Wow, but back then you were excited when he was waiting outside our classroom" I said fatly because those things were still fresh in my mind.

Raven has been wooing me since high school and he also planned to date me but I refused. Some people regretted my rejection of him, but I can't blame myself. It's not that, he's not my type but I don't really do boyfriends. I can't deny that he's handsome and rich but I just can't force myself to like him.

“That was then! Not until the news broke that his father was doing illegal things! You know, they also owned big companies like Velasquez's" I could hear the bitterness in her voice.

"That has not yet been proven,"

"Duh! It's pretty obvious that they manipulated the media since they are rich and had so much connections!" she snorted. "Just ignore him. You're getting married anyway so he don't have any excuses to get near you!"

Because of what she said, I remembered again about the wedding and the dinner tomorrow. I regret now that I even agreed to the proposal.

I finally saw my keys and got into my car. "I'm going home, bye!"

I bid my goodbye and drove quickly to get home but I was shocked to see that daddy was waiting for me in the living room.

"Thanks, you're already here" he welcomed me with his sweet smile.

"Dad," I kissed him. "You were waiting for me?" I sat down beside him. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes. I'm totally recovered and just need a little rest" he caressed my hair so I was immediately surprised. "Your mom called. Thank you so much, Patricia,"

Oh, now I know. I smiled back at him while his face was about to cry.

"Oh, come on! Don't cry, dad!" I laughed as I tried my best not to cry too.

I was carried away by his expression. I could see different emotions in his eyes that I can say, happiness, sadness and tired.

"Sorry. I just can't help to feel overwhelmed because of what you did" tears rolled down his eyes. "If only I hadn't gotten sick, you wouldn't have been in trouble"

"It's not your fault that you got sick" I appeal because I don’t want him blaming himself. "It's my choice, dad. Mommy promised that I won't get stuck in this set up so it's okay for me"

"Are you sure? If the outcome of your married life is not good, we will take you back from them. That's a promise. Thank you for understanding,"

"No problem, dad" I gave him an assuring smile.

I informed him that I'm going somewhere and he agreed before I went up to my room I immediately prepared clothes to wear to go to the bar. My friends responded immediately to my message regarding my plan to go out. It also been a while since we last went to a bar. I just want to enjoy now.

As usual, mommy is not at home yet because she’s still at work and daddy is resting in his room. My brother Jordan ate with me in the dining and I’m watching his every move. We are close to each other so I don't know how he will react when I say that I’m getting married.

"Jordan, what can you say if I ever get married?" I suddenly said.

My brother stopped eating and looked at me with a frown. Did I said something bad?

"You haven't even had a boyfriend yet you're thinking about marriage. Are you serious?" he raised an eyebrow.

Sometimes it's nice to slap him. He really made me look like I was 'no boyfriend since birth'.

"If just only, right?" I said annoyed.

"You're not even old enough to get married. You haven't even become a doctor so stop discussing about that thing. You're too young," he said firmly before standing up.

"I'm not a kid anymore!" I shouted and threw him a tissue. "May I remind you that I am the sister, so I am older than you! You are younger!"

I threw a tissue at him again when I heard him laugh. He then quickly ran out and left me.

I continued eating. I just ate a little, just the right amount for my stomach so I won't throw up too much later if I drink.

I quickly got dressed and chose a black bodycon dress that really clung to my body. I can see my back here and the neckline is too low so my cleavage is peeking out. I let go of my long, wavy hair. I also just put on light make up and big round earrings. Lastly, I wore my black hills and get my pouch.

I didn't use my car because Tyrone will picked me up, I'm sure I'll be drunk later so I won't be able to drive.

When we arrived at the bar, we were welcomed by the colorful lights and loud music.

My eyes almost widened when I saw how revealing Jess was wearing. She was wearing a red dress and almost half of her chest was visible, which is why some men here almost broke their necks looking at her.

"You're so hot!" they greeted me with a shot of whiskey.

"Is it really that sexy when you getting married?" Kelvin asked as we sat down on the couch.

I grinned rawly. I came here to forget about that for a while but it seems I can't do that either.

My friends were busy talking and laughing while I was quiet. Just thinking that I won't be able to go to the bar when I'm married makes me want to cry. Hanging out with my friends are my way to relieve my stress. The Velasquez family is rich so they are sure to be picky about other things. I have to be primer. I also need to change the things I'm used to, for them not to be disappointed.

Jess flick his finger in front of me that made me blink. "Don't think about your problem! We're here to enjoy! We'll find hottie later!"

I accepted the new shots they gave and it followed by more shots that I can’t even count. But even though I feel dizzy, I still can't get my mind off of my marriage. I don't know what to feel anymore. I can't back out though.

"Here!"

I received another shot and I could almost feel the bitterness of the wine as it flowed down to my throat because I drank it straight. I would have liked to complain because the shot glass was almost full of alcohol but I just drank it. My two friends were obviously drunk because Jess started dancing in front of us and Kelvin was singing something that I couldn't understand.

I can't help but laugh at our situation.

"Again! It's last s-shot and we will go on the dance floor!" Jess's eyes were already closed as she handed me the last shot.

While I was drinking it, Jess fell down next to me, she accidentally slap shook my hand so the wine spilled down my neck and flowed right into my chest. I moaned at the cold caused by the alcohol on my skin.

Gosh, I'm wet! I was about to find a tissue in my bag when Jess suddenly pulled me to the dance floor.

"Let's dance!" Jess giggled while pulling me.

When I suddenly felt lightheaded, I almost fell down, but I was able to cling on to Kelvin. My vision got blurry because of so much people dancing, adding those mischievous lights that hurt my eyes. Jess and Kelvin started dancing in front of me.

"Whoah!!"

Everyone was shouting and dancing wildly! When I rolled my eyes around, I even saw some couples making out. Well, that’s their life, so be it!

A sexy song played so I closed my eyes and felt the song, I seemed to come alive. I know how to dance and it's not my first time. I gently stroked my hair down to my waist while still closing my eyes. As the beat get intense, I slowly shook my hips and started screaming as well. Eventually, I swayed faster and seemed to enjoy what I was doing.

I raised an eyebrow and looked up as I vigorously moved my fingers through my hair. I was shocked when I lost the ability to hear my friends' voices. Maybe it's because the music is so loud. I don't care who it is as I pull the person who accidentally grabbed by my hands. I immediately closed my eyes and grinded toward him since I couldn't help but smell his perfume.

"Hmmm..."

It smells so manly and addicting!

His chest was so firm that I came close to burying my face in it. He carefully placed his arms around my waist, pressing my body closer to him, and I was suddenly astonished by this. As the song changed, we cautiously started to dance, but slowly.

"Having a good time, huh?" the heat enveloped my ear in that whisper and brought a little tickle to me.

"Hmm, yeah" I giggled when I heard his soft curse when I place my hands to his back and gently caressed it.

"Your boyfriend must be looking for you," his voice was husky. "He won't be happy seeing you dancing with another man"

"I don't have a boyfriend!" I proudly said. "But…I'm getting married" my voice growled.

"So I'm taking advantage of this night before I'm tied to my fiancé!"

"Hmm, you're engaged?" he chuckled, sounds unsurprised. "Well, we're the same"

I was tickled when he pulled my hair that was blocking my neck and brought his mouth even closer to my ear, so I could hear him clearer.

"You're engaged too?" I sounds surprised. "But your fiancé would be mad if she'll saw you" but I can't even take myself away from him because I only get more sleepy with what we were doing.

I laughed secretly. What a coincidence that we are both getting married.

"Where’s--Patricia!"

I was startled when someone pulled me away from the man I was dancing with. I couldn't open my eyes because my lids were heavy.

"We're going home! Shit!" I heard faint cursing. Wait...it's Tyrone's voice!

"Wait, we're dancing!" I stomped steadily as I was pulled away from the dance.

I felt him lift me into a bridal style and it was like my stomach turned upside down.

“Oh my! I feel like throwing up-"

"Oh, please, don't throw up!" he uttered problematically.

I felt myself leaning on the car seat. As Tyrone said, I persevered without throwing up until my eyelids got really heavy and the darkness completely swallowed my vision.