chapter three

"Ma'am, it's already 9:30," the waiter told me as he approached my table.

I Checked my phone, It was really 9:30pm. I had been waiting for a long time that I had lost track of time. My day couldn't get any worse.

"We'll have to take your table."

I brought out a wad of cash. "Here take this", i handed it to him. "It's three hundred dollars, I just need a little more time."

" You've been saying that for hours now ma'am." He pointed at the couple sitting at the corner. "It's their anniversary today and they've reserved this table. You know how this restaurant work... We're strict on reservation."

" I just need like twenty minutes more," he said he'll be here... "He proposed it."

"Fine. You got only ten more minutes, that's it." He spoke swiftly grabbing the cash from my hands.

I watched the waiter as he approached the couple. The both of them looking rather annoyed as he spoke. I wonder what he must have told them cause the next thing, I caught the lady eye me pitifully.

"I can't believe I'm letting myself get fooled by a man. My father should have been enough lesson to me by now".

I checked the time, "It's 9:35. My ten minutes should be almost done, why not make the most out of it?" I signaled another waiter.

"I need a bottle of vodka...asap".

He gave a suspicious look. "Is it just for you?"

"Does it look like I have company? Can you please just hurry along, I don't have time for unnecessary chit chat."

"Sorry ma'am... I didn't mean to pry," He excused himself.

He arrived a few minutes later with my bottle loaded with ice. "Do you need it to go or should I pour it out for you?"

"Whatever", I grunted as I unscrewed my bottle. "I guess we'll have to find out."

I watched the waiter stare at me with uttermost confusion in his eyes. I didn't care about being a CEO right now, I didn't care that I could get recorded and it could literally cost me my public demise, I didn't care about anything, I just needed to get sober.

" Ma'am please don't drink from the bottle, I could get fired." He spoke quietly, as I took a huge gulp from the bottle. It was obvious he didn't want to create a scene.

I could feel the tingling sensation as the alcohol ran down my throat. It was exactly what I wanted, and needed. I couldn't help but pay no attention to the man who had been begging for nearly five minutes to keep the drink down.

"Yeah, I think I'll go now." I stood up, placing enough cash on the table. "You can keep the change."

I felt his piercing gaze as I left the the table. He must probably be thinking I was sent by satan and I couldn't care less anyway. Holding my bottle in one hand, I tried walking away quietly. But it seemed more like everyone and everything was blurry and void of colour.

"I need to get home fast..."

I managed my way to the front door.

"Hey, miss....I heard someone call. I couldn't help but notice you were feeling a little light headed."

I stared at the man who a wore black jeans, and a really ugly shirt.

" Look I don't I time for this," I hissed walking forward.

"But you haven't given me a chance yet." He gave me a dirty smile, "you look gorgeous by the way."

I tried walking faster but my legs suddenly felt heavy and tired. The worst part still, I couldn't make out my surroundings anymore.

" I need to find...my car."

I tried reaching my purse for my car keys but the ugly shirted man suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Where do you think you're going Bella signora? I promise you, we're going to have a really good time."

"Don't.... don't you dare touch me. I swear I'm going to kill you."

He tightened his grip harder.

"Let go of me or else-"

Or else what? What would you do? He had a creepy smile on his face. You're going to enjoy this.

" Arrrg.....let..go.." I stuttered, before smashing his head with my bottle of half empty vodka. I watched the crimson red drop to his nose, as the man placed his hands on his head.

"You're going to pay for this".... The man could only stutter.

I think the bottle hit was really loud because a few people started gathering. Maybe looking forward to witness wholesome fights between strangers, but I couldn't take any chances. I couldn't help but walk as fast as I can. I couldn't have the media looking at me like this, not to talk of the man whose head I just mutilated.

I reached my car only to begin searching for my missing car keys. I had no Idea where I dropped them.

Holy fuck! What if that ugly shirted man has arranged an angry mob to come find me.... A lot of crazy thoughts ran through my head.

Recheck...

I took my purse down. I just needed to calm down and find the keys. I've got to keep myself in control.

I felt something prick my side. My keys...

I must have figured out something like this would happen eventually that's why I had it strapped on my purse chain. I loosened the clip. Damn I was too drunk to drive home.

I looked at the man standing beside the trash bin. He looked rather modest with his jeans shorts and tank top. Probably could be one of those guys who hang around the bar cause they have nothing to do. I was willing to take the chances.

"You there", I called. "Do you drive?"

He gave a slight uncertain nod.

I brought out three hundred dollars cash. "Drive me to migalo's villa. I'm desperately in need of a driver. I'll...I'll give you all this money if you can do that for me."

The man stared at me a little before relaxing a bit. "Okay fine."

"If you dare try anything to hurt me or any funny business at all, I'm going to fucking kill you. Did you get that?" I blurted at the man.

"Let's just get to the car..."

"Am I understood?" I warned. "I may not be thinking straight but I'm very sen... sensible of my surroundings."

"I don't think I'm going to want to take advantage of you..." He paused eyeing me suspiciously," you're not my type. I don't like blondes."

I didn't know why but hearing that from this man, someone like him, made me really annoyed. What does he even know about women? I completely ignored him.

"Can we go now?" He said snapping me from my tipsy mind. "I don't have all day".

How rude! You're such a jerk, I turned to him. "I could ruin your life, you know that?"

"Hmmmm...." The man grinned before drawing me close. I gulped feeling his hot breath as he spoke to me. "We better get you going ma'am, if you want me to get you home at least...safe."

I wanted to speak but my throat went dry.

He grabbed my hands and pulled my keys from me. Holding the keys with his other hand, he unlocked the car. Dropping me at the front seat and shutting the door, he didn't care that the night was cold and car was worse. He quickly went to the driver's seat.

Fuck, I can't believe I'm actually pulling this off.