STRANGER
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"Oh hi, how are you?" The stranger from before waved at me taking a seat very close to mine.
"Hi." I said and faced front, I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone especially a guy. f**k!
"Hm wanna talk about it?"
"No, Thank you."
"You don't seem so."
"Not your business."
"But I want it to be mine."
"Look, if you're looking for someone to mess around with, go meet someone else, I've had enough bullshit for one day." For how sad and hurt I was I'm shocked I could still sound this way.
"Okay, suit yourself." He stood up and left. For some reasons I left bad but that's not my problem.
All that I could think of was Enid and Lucia and how to get revenge, I can't let this slide no way, They broke me, I can't forgive any of them especially Enid, he did more damage than i could ever imagine, how can you give someone such high hopes? Make them feel loved and special and only to take it all away within the snap of a finger and act like its nothing?
Could this even be possible? Enid? I still find it hard to digest what just happened. I ordered for another shot, then another, and another. I drank to the extent I couldn't feel anything more.
"Well." I hiccupped. "I could buy this bar, it is literally the cure to my problem! Just stay here and drink my whole life away!" I slurred loudly making people near me laugh.
"Oh what?!" I snapped at them making them shut up. "So a girl can't express herself again? Useless."
"I think you should take it easy ma'am, you have taken 8 shots already of different brands and you're a young girl, it could-"
Before I could hold myself I slapped the bartender, he looked at me with shock and I stared at the hand I just used to slap him.
"I didn't just-" I stuttered
"Its fine, you're just drunk and hurt." He smiled
"I'm so freaking sorry, I didn't mean to do so, s**t, I'm really sorry."
"Its fine, don't worry." He laughed and rubbed his cheek. "Quite a strong lady you are though."
"I'll pay double."
"Hm why? What for?" He raised a brow at me
"Just keep the change as an apology." I was about to grab my purse but he held my hand stopping me.
"Its fine, you don't have to." He sighed. "I understand you're going through alot and probably have no one to talk to which is even worse."
I was crying again and this time loudly, I know I got stares from people but I didn't care at this point, the pain was too much for me to bear, its so bad and now this guy who has been nice to me I just slapped him yet he's comforting me and he's a total f*****g STRANGER!
*"So was Enid too, he was once this nice*" The little demons in my head reminded me again and I started sobbing loudly. At this point I'm pretty sure this guy's shirt was soaked with my tears. After few minutes I pulled away.
"I'm sorry." I sniffed and bowed my head in shame.
"Its alright, its okay to cry even the strongest people cry sometimes too."
"I don't know what to do."
"Don't, its fine." He winked. "Oh look at that." He pointed to his watch. "My shift is over."
"Oh."
"Yeah, want to walk together? My place isn't far from here." He smiled but stopped when he noticed my slight frown. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it in a bad way I just felt that a walk will ease you and make you feel better, I'm sorry if I was too forward." He quickly apologized.
"Nah its all good." I smiled. "I'll be going home, thanks alot for today." I got up and waved at him
"Do come again and get better." He waved back.
I left the bar feeling quite lightheaded, not quite heavily lightheaded, ah s**t I can't walk properly, shouldn't have drank that much. After many attempts of trying to walk in a straight line and failing, I sat on the roadside of a street and hugged my knees against my chest. The night was cold and I was freezing. I stayed like that for 30 mins slowly crying to myself, I hate everything, I hate Lucia, I hate my life, I hate- f**k I can't even say it but I hate him.
I heard a footsteps approaching me but I couldn't stand, my legs was frozen due to the cold and position I was in.
"Freaking stupid muscle pull." I muttered under my breath.
The footstep became closer and closer until it stopped and a tall figure knelt down in front of me, when I looked up it was the stranger that bumped into me from earlier.
"What do you want?" I managed to say within deep breathes
"What are you doing here?" He asked me totally ignoring my question.
"I asked first."
"Mine is more important."
I scoffed and eyed him. "Fine I don't want to go home and I'm way too drunk to walk."
"Okay." He said and started walking away.
What the heck?
"Hmm." I said trying to get his attention
"Yes?" He turned back and looked at me. "Want something?"
"No, never mind, nothing."
"Okay, suit yourself." He shrugged his shoulders and started walking away taking long strides.
This guy is nuts for real, what is with him? Who does he think he is? Why does he has the kind of pride and what's this weird feeling I get when I'm around him? He's like a mystery well makes sense since he's a stranger but there's something about him that I just can't pin point it out.
"Wait!" I managed to run after him and the words that came out of my mouth I immediately regretted saying them and mentally slapped myself for demanding such from him.
"Take me with you."
- Writer
