Broken without you

THIRTEEN

Jason gets up immediately she hung up. Someone had provoked Vanessa to the extent that she wants to drink to calm down. An attitude she had adopted since she turned twelve. Dressing up casually, Jason checks his phone once more to see if she had texted the location. She did but the location made him sweat profusely.

'meet me at the hell club.'

What the hell is she doing at the hell club? He sighs deeply, turning on his phone's GPS, he types in his destination and left as his phone leads the way.

The hell club is one of the prominent, exclusive and classic clubs in the city. Also expensive and without a green card permit, one couldn't get past the security guards called bouncers.

Jason cringes at the familiar sight of two bulky bouncers that looked ten times bigger than his size. They stood at the golden door with stern faces as they checked the line of people who had their green card permit already in their hands. Jason joined the queue and waits patiently till his turn, praying silently that they don't recognize him.

When it gets to his turn, he smiles nervously at the bouncers who didn't smile back.

"Uhm.... Hi, urgh - my girlfriend actually invited me to come here to pick her up. I didn't know there was a green card permit." he half lies.

"What's your name?" the bouncer asked as he opened a piece of paper.

"Jason Turner."

The man scans through the paper before giving the other bouncer a nod, who then opens the door for him to enter.

"Wait a minute, you look familiar." the bouncer says and he stops.

"Really?"

"In the alley of darkness."

"I have no idea what that means." he lies and give them a convincing smile. They nod and let him enter.

Music blasts in his ears as he entered the club. There were lots of people who were almost naked, dancing, kissing and even making out in the open. The strippers were not left out in the erotic scene that met Jason's eyes.

He had to text Vanessa to know her exact position. When he found her, she was already tipsy.

"Vanessa, what happened to you?" he asked her.

Vanessa slurs in her words as she replied him. "That bastard thinks he can frustrate me but I'm not gonna let him win."

Jason looked at her with a confused expression. "Who's the bastard? Tell me everything about it." he says calmly, paying attention to whatever she's about to say.

"My dad and his board members decided to hand over the company to one of us. They actually turned it into a competition between my brother and I, the worst of all is that they gave him the position of general manager when he hardly steps his foot in the company. "

She drank a shot of vodka and poured out another one." It pains me the most because I had always wanted that position but my reckless parents destroyed my dreams.... The second time. "

Tears flow down her cheeks as she takes another shot of vodka." And now the i***t is trying to frustrate me in no more than an hour he got the f*****g position. "

Jason caress her back gently before pulling her closer to him in a hug.

" It hurts so much not to be able to become what you want to be. Trying to make them feel proud of me but they keep on disregarding me. "

" It's okay, Nessa. Let it all out. "he says soothingly and she releases herself, crying harder, She even snots on his shirt. When she was done with ruining his shirt, she slowly raise her head and looked at the product of her ruins in shame.

" Am sorry, "she mumbles, fiddling with the hem of her skirt. Jason almost choked in laughter at her shy act.

" It's obvious you're drunk. Let me take you home. "he said, helping her up. She stagger and almost fall if not for his hand that held her waist tightly." See....? You can't even walk properly. "he chuckles at her drunken behavior.

Without warning her, he lifts her up in a bridal style and walks out of the club. Both of them are oblivious to the fact that an anonymous person had taken pictures of them.