Chapter 3 Blake

After being kicked out by my dad and my boyfriend refusing to take me in, with nowhere to go I'm now propped up at a bar. My vision is slightly fuzzy and my mind is buzzing having knocked out three or four margaritas.

(The daughter of one of the wealthiest man in the city, drinking and crying alone at some dingy bar. How pathetic! I bet dad is going to realize in no time what a huge mistake he has made and then he'll call me to apologize when he finds out that I'm at this bar in the shady part of town, he'll be worried and he'll send his people to fetch me back home immediately. I'll wait for him to call and I'll be back home in no time) I seek solace in my drunken thoughts wishing for everything to be a nightmare which I'll soon wake up fro...."

...BAMM. A man in his early 30s clearly drunk has just slammed his glass on the counter spilling some of his drink and startling me out of my thoughts, He flashes me a toothy grin

"Hi gorgeous looks like you could use some company, the name's dirk" he said

(His breath reeks of stale beer and his stained yellow teeth are just ewww)

"Sorry I'm not in the mood to talk, I've had a rough day so just leave me alone" i said without looking at him

"You poor thing, a girl as beautiful as you shouldn't be allowed to be miserable ever. It's almost a crime for you to be sulking here alone" he said coming closer to me, just by looking at him i can tell this is the kind of guy that is used to getting what he wants and i knew i should be wary of him. When he is close enough he brings his mouth close to my ear and whispers

"Tell you what, I know exactly what to do to bring a smile to your pretty face" he said reeking of beer and making i almost threw up by the smell

"I'm not interested, can you please just leave me alone" I said in anger

"Come on, I promise you that we're gonna have a real good time, just you and me plus I'll make all your problems go away"

I stagger to my feet trying to leave but dirk swoops in to seize me by my waist, looking at my chest lustfully

"That's my girl, I knew you'd be down for it. Let's go have some fun in the backyard" he said almost dragging me with him

"NO! That's not what i want, just leave me alone please." I feel so wasted at this point and there's nothing I could do, now i realize how alone and helpless I am, no one is going to help me.

With that thought in mind I muster all the strength I have and in one swift move I bring one knee torwards his groin area. The impact causes him to slightly bend forward as he tries to recover from the pain.

"What the hell was that for bitch?! he said slapping me and that knocked some sense into me, he added "All I did was trying to cheer up your sour face. Now you're really asking for it, let's go! you're making me impatient you little tease" he grabs my arm and yanks me closer to him as he try to lead me out the back door. with tears running down my cheek i begged

"please you don't have to do this, just leave me alone. someone help me!" i screamed but everyone was busy not paying attention to what's happening or they just didn't care. i sobbed hard at that thought and dirk started dragging me with him

Out of nowhere a man appears, well built and strong with thick black hair. He moves in and lands a quick punch on the side of dirks jaw which knocked him straight to the ground.

All eyes now turned to the commotion happening but my eyes were on dirk lying on the floor wondering if he was alive or what,, the same handsome stranger looks at me and said

"Don't worry he'll live. Are you ok?"

(Oh my gosh he is the most gorgeous man I've ever seen, I feel like kissing him) i drunkenly thought to myself

"Thank you for what you've done, I don't want to think what would've happened to me if you didn't step in" I said but he just lets out a grunt as he maintains eye contact with me. I feel myself getting lost in those eyes of his.

"I don't really know how to thank you, can you let me buy you a drink or something?" (Or a kiss on the cheeks perhaps) my thoughts at it again

The bartender appears before us with a worried expression, his voice sounding apologetic.

"Sorry Blake, I didn't know the girl's with you. If i had known I would have stopped that drunkard from putting his filthy hands on her" the bartender said

(So his name is Blake and the bartender was aware of what was going on he just turned a blind eye)

I lunge forward and slap him hard across the face, my palm stings from the impact.

"What the hell is wrong with you cunt" he shouted

"I would shut the fuck up if i were you" Blake turns to face him. He shoots him a death stare that lasts long enough for the bartender to become visibly tensed.

"Sorry man, look I can get you and your girl any drink. On the house of course" the bartender said

"Don't bother we're leaving" without saying another word Blake grabs my arm leading me out of the bar.

Outside, the cold night air grazes my cheeks, Blake leads me to a car. He opens the door to the passenger seat and motions by tilting his head slightly for me to get in.

"What's happening? Where are you taking me? I asked

"Getting you somewhere safe" he said

"Look I may be a little bit tipsy but not enough to make me get into a car with someone I met just a minute ago, if you think you can take advantage of the fact that I'm tipsy then you're mistaken mister" I said pointing at this new handsome stranger

"I really don't have time for this, just get in the car" he said with a low growl clearly showing an irritated face

"No way! I need to call my father. I fumble clumsily through my bag to find my phone when blake suddenly snatches the bag fromy hands.

"Listen I don't want things to get out of hand, so just get in the car, we're getting out of here PRONTO." He said in anger and one look into his eyes tells me that he means business, so I relent and climb into the passenger seat.

"Good" he said closing me door

In the car Blake keeps his silence, I steal a couple glances his way. Although his focus is on the road ahead, his mind seems a thousand miles away.

"Are you taking me home" I ask but there's silence.

"Aren't you going to let me know where we are going" another silence follows.

"Fine I guess the answer is no then" I said but he still kept quiet

There's a churning in my stomach and I feel the lump at the back of my throat struggling to get out with every gag that i try to suppress. Having found nothing nearby to grab onto, I finally lose control and throw up all over the car's floor. I feel blakes eyes on me but I didn't dare to look at his face.

The car pulls up in front of an elegant wrought iron gate which opens up to a wide driveway that leads to a huge mansion.

"What a beautiful Manson" with that said I passed out.