Collided worlds

Chapter 3

Sara immediately took the glass away from me. The fact that some unknown guy with a very familiar voice spoke to my bestfriend using a tone like this hit a nerve. It didn't matter if she was being childish, it was how she was. I turned around, ready to give rude guy a piece of my mind when i saw who it was.

Whatever Sara told me on him did not matter. I could give two fucks that he was a billionaire or famous. These titles did not matter back home and it should not matter now. All humans are the same. They have feelings and judging by the look on Sara's face, i could tell he hurt her with that tone of his. "You watch that tone of yours when speaking to my best friend."

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I was just trying to help. I believe that no one should be forced to do anything against their will and judging by the way she was forcing that glass in your mouth, i could tell you were being forced."

"She was teasing." I defended.

"Are you sure? Your friend is wasted." He tilted his head towards Sara who really did not look good. I frowned, "She only had one shot."

"Your friend does not have a high alcohol tolerance for sure." He shot her a disapproving look. "Take her home."

"Okay." I agreed. He was right. Sara did not look okay. "Let's go home." I spoke to her as she continuously started shaking her head. "I want to dance."

"How much did you have to drink?" I sighed, looking at her disapprovingly. If only i said no to her, i would have been at home watching Netflix right now. Not dealing with her drunk ass. "Two shots only. I promise."

"Well, i'll leave you to tend to it." Asher spoke, pointing to my best friend before he disappeared amongst the crowd. Did he just refer to Sara as an object?

I turned to look over Sara and mentally groaned when she was missing. My eyes started searching for her among all the people only to find her dancing with some guy on the dance floor.

The position she was in with that guy was very laughable but being the good friend that i am, i did not laugh. She was literally grinding against the guy and he did not seem to be opposed to that idea.

As i got closer to them, i noticed something off about Sara's behaviour. She looked like she could barely stand and from where i stood, i could see that dude gripping her ass. I pushed my way through the crowds and stood in front of them. "She's drunk. Im taking her home." I told the guy before taking Sara's hand- ready to get the hell out of here.

"No you are not. She is here with me now." It's funny how this guy thought he had a say in the matter, really.

"Listen, big guy, i don't want any trouble. She is clearly wasted as shit. She needs to go." I tried to reason with him but i knew it was of no use considering he reeked of alcohol.

"Okay." He shrugged, stepping aside. Confused by his sudden change of heart, i started to walk away along with Sara but we were both blocked by another guy who stood in front of us. The dude who reeked of alcohol had a smirk on his face. Jerk.

"Oh great. There is another one of you." I said sarcastically which seemed to anger him. Oh he was angry all right.

"Okay, big guys, Let's not make a scene." I said, looking at both of them before pointing at Sara who was on the verge of fainting. "She needs to go home."

The men looked at each other before big guy said, "We'll take you."

Okay, these two were really starting to get on my nerves. I did not even realise we had an audience. I mentally let out a string of curses while looking at my surroundings. Where are the bodyguards when you need them?

"Boys, come on." I sighed, feeling exasperated with this conversation. "She needs rest."

"What's your name?", He questioned, his eyes roaming around my body. I rolled my eyes at him before replying, "I don't have one."

Judging from the his clenched fists, i could tell that made him angry. Really angry. He was about to take a swing at me and i was very much prepared for a counter punch when someone grabbed his arm before he could hit me.

"What the fuck is going on here?", The all too familiar voice of Asher spoke, sounding very pissed. "I will not tolerate such behaviour in my fucking club."

The men's eyes widen at him, they both took a step back. "Boss—", Big guy spoke, "We were just looking for a quick fuck."

"Excuse me?" I could not believe what this guy was saying. Quick fuck my ass. I know a hundred ways to kill Motherfuckers like you. Petty little bitch

But of course, i did not say that.

"They weren't letting me and Sara leave. She needs to get home-" I tilted my head to her, "She is not okay."

Asher looked at me before nodding. "Hmm. I know." A smirk took over his features as he pointed upstairs, "I was watching from above."

"And you couldn't bother making your entrance a little more earlier?" I rolled my eyes at him. That guy looked way too amused for some reason. "Nope."

"I shall leave now." Without any more words exchange, I practically dragged Sara out of the club into the alley where our car was parked. Once arrived, i fastened her seatbelt before going over to the driver side. I was about to open the door when someone shut it close.

"What the hell is your prob-" I let out a sigh of annoyance as i caught sight of the person who did this. Those guys from inside followed us here. It was a dark alley, with no one in our surroundings. What could go wrong?

"Guys." I gave them a tight smile, "You are both really getting on my nerves. Trust me, you do not want to make me angry."

They just looked at me as if im crazy before started laughing like fucking creeps. I mean, they were creeps. Who the fuck follows two women in dark alleys? Creeps, that's who.

"Im really glad you find me funny-" I started before opening the door of the car again, "But i really must leave. So, if you'll excuse me..." Before i could get inside, he slammed it close for the second time. "You do realise it's my friend's car which you are treating like a piece of shit?"

"You do realise i don't give a fuck?" He rolled his eyes, his breath stinking of alcohol. Fucking gross.

"Let me go." I said in a demanding tone, hoping they have a brain in that big head of theirs. "Okay?"

"Are you fucking dumb?" The other guy spoke, the one who has been silent the entire time. He started walking closer to me until he stood in front of me. "I want you-" He spoke then pointed to his friend, "He wants your friend."

"And we do not want you." I replied, getting extremely pissed that these men are treating me like a fucking object. "So i suggest you let me go otherwise, you'll be in deep fucking trouble."

"Oh yeah?" He laughed in my face. "What can a tiny bitch like you do?" Next thing i know, im throwing a punch at him. He stumbled backwards, holding his nose which was now broken.

"This tiny bitch just broke your nose." And just after saying that, i realised that i should not have said it. Broken nose guy's eyes was filled with anger. He launched at me, slapping me across the face.

Have i mentioned that i have anger issues? No? Oh well, i did now.

So, i did what i was taught. I hit him, i kept hitting him and hitting him until he fell unconscious. This guy had skills but him not being fully conscious- drunk, was my advantage. Not later than ten seconds after he launched at me, his friend also joined him in trying to make me their human punching bag.

It's been a while since ive hit anyone. Once they were both unconscious, i dragged their body towards the bins which were located in that alley. They were way too drunk to remember who beat the shit out of them or how they ended up here.

During this little exchange, i realised that i can't drive. How on earth did i forget that i can't drive? Sighing, i looked over at Sara who was sleeping. I had no choice, i had to wake her up and i did. Thank god she was in a condition to drive. Learning how to drive is on my bucket list.