You Robbed My Heart

Chapter 1 : A bottle of Tequila

Chapter 1: A bottle of Tequila

I'm here right now in a restaurant, waiting for someone. I am waiting for my ex to come to talk to me and for closure, but she didn't come. I have no choice but to order. I have been here for too long, and it is embarrassing if I don't order that's why I immediately call the waiter for a bottle of tequila. After I finished my drink, I promptly grab my bag. I am ready to go when an unfamiliar lady came up to me and asked for small talk. She's crying, and she looks so wasted.

"Hey man! How are you doing? "Can I talk to you for a while?" she asked.

"I'm not interested in you." I answered in a serious tone.

Yes, she has angelic good looks, but I don't have time to talk to her. I also have a problem and I don't care about her. I really want to go. I already feel tipsy because of the tequila that I drank a while ago.

"Please, 5 minutes!" she said with a smile.

"Your 5 minutes start now." I said.

"I have problems." she started.

"I have too, but I don't ask for someone's attention." I answered in a sarcastic way.

"My mother died yesterday." Her voice is cracking and she is almost crying.

"Okay, I will give you another 1 hour to talk to me. Tell me what happened." I replied, feeling guilty for what I said a while ago.

"Can I sit beside you?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Go!" I have no choice but to agree.

"By the way, I am Cassandra, and you are?" she asked.

"Nothing."

"What?" she is very curious.

"Just call me nothing." I have no plan to tell her my real name. I don't know her, what's for? right?

"Okay, nothing." She giggled and laughed hard.

What's wrong with this girl?

"Are you insane?" I said "Why are you laughing? You said a while ago that your mother is dead." I added.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. You don't want to talk to me, right? That's why I make a way. Oh, I'm so smart." she said confidently.

"What the fuck is wrong with you people!" I was ready to go when she grabbed my hand.

"What the fu---"? She kissed me!

Yes, she kissed me! After she kissed me, she immediately left. I am like a frozen ice cube. I can't move and there's something in my stomach. I can't explain what it is. Is that what they called "butterflies in the stomach?" She gave me butterflies in my stomach? What the fuck is wrong with me? It's just a kiss! It was just a smack kiss!" I said to myself while slapping my face.

"Yes, it was just a kiss. I am leaving!" I said. I didn't notice that I said it loudly. That's why some people here in the restaurant are looking at me. It's as humiliating as fuck!

I am ready to get my bag and go, but... "Where the hell is my bag?!" I said in a loud tone that's why the people in a restaurant looked at me again.

To be continued...