SAM
I see Angie walking in the middle of the road with a bottle in her hand. She is sloshed, I can make that out from a distance. I ask the cabbie to stop the cab near her.
“Angie get in!” I open the door of the cab.
She looks at me trying to figure out who am I. I get out and hold her just seconds before she is about to hit the ground.
“Leave me!” She screams and tries to push me away.
“Angie get inside the f*****g car this instant.” I try to help her get inside the cab. I am mad. I don’t ever remember being this mad at her.
“Leeeettttttt go. I am alone!” She hollers and starts sobbing when I take the bottle away from her hand and dump it in the trash.
“Angela breathe. Let's take you home. Okay?” I try to keep my temper in check.
I somehow manage to get her in the cab with me. She
