One hundred and six

Cult

“We are in a bar; there are many beautiful girls here that you can talk to.” You just have to step out of your comfort zone. Irish says.

Well, guess what!? I don’t want to come out of my comfort zone at all. This is where I want to be. I say to him.

“Look around you, there are a lot of women here and you can literally choose any women here.” Irish says as he looks around the room and points his fingers at women who are around.

“They are not Fiona.” I say to him and he begins to sip his drinks.

“Fiona doesn’t want you.” Irish reminds me and I sneer at him.

It’s because she doesn’t know what I know. I say to him.

What do you know? Irish asks me.

That Alejandro is a scumbag!

Not this again Cult…Irish goes off.

Why cant I go on about it? Am I supposed to just let her go? I ask Irish who looks like he is looking at someone else and like I guessed,…he is staring at a younger woman who looks back at him. She seems to be a waitress and we are in the outer part of the city where gangs and