Met you in Chicago

Twelfth floor

I laid on my bed, opened my phone, dozen of notification appeared asking for an update.

I posted on my social media that it was successful, I did my best and somehow they liked it.

'I should get a drink, a reward for myself' proudly thinking. There is a bar at the twelfth floor of the hotel, it was near so why not.

It took minutes as I make my way to the elevator due to the long hallways, going up by seven floors I arrived at the bar.

The view of City Lights welcomed me, I'm afraid of heights but the view captivated me.

After i ordered my drink, I sat down sa isang table na vacant facing the window. It wasn't that crowded naman so it was fine, but there's one table that has many people but I don't mind naman since it was none of my business.

I waited for a couple of minutes for my drink while waiting I realized that the whole floor is covered by the bar and was very much spacious. A dance floor in the middle and tables at the sides, it has a different vibe than the other floors a vibe that gives off only rich people enter this bar.

"Here's your One Margarita Miss" said by the bartender while placing my drink sa table, "Thankyou" I smiled saying.

I noticed my phone vibrate, it was Sylvia calling. Maybe she haven't read my update I thought to myself. Answering the phone she excitedly said "I know you're up for a chika"

"What's the tea for today?" I questioned her drinking my Margarita.

"Wait where you at? It's kinda loud" She questioned me back. "I'm in a bar here in the hotel I'm staying at"

"Wow may pa bar kapa ha, napunta kalang sa Chicago" I heard her bursting laughter that made my chuckle.

I asked her again while chuckling "What's the chika nga?"

"I met a man online" She whispered sa speaker, "Girl for real?"

"Yes real ito girl, he's gwapo and updates me his whereabouts"

I smiled knowing that she's happy with this man "What a man, just make sure that he won't ever get tired of you"

"Wait I'm gonna send you a picture of him, so you'll know what he looks like" She exclaimed.

**Sylvia sent a photo**

I spilled my Margarita when I saw who he is, "Are you ok Steph?" Sylvia worriedly asked.

"I'm alright I was just surprised"

"I told you didn't I, He's handsome" She giggled.

After the phone call I still couldn't believe who she meant. 'The sure is small' I mumbled under my breath.

"Here's a Mimosa Miss, from the Man over there" The waiter pointed at the table on the corner of the room.

I couldn't clearly see his face because of the darkness that engulfed almost their whole table."I'm sorry but I don't take drinks from people I don't know" I kindly refused the offered drink.

The waiter turned his back to me and went to the man that ordered the drink for me the reason to mind my own business and went back to my phone.

I saw a man's shadow overlapping with mine he was holding the drink that the waiter offered, I looked up and stood up quickly.

"Mr. Williams, what are you doing here?"

He stared at me, "I should be the one asking you that" In a serious tone. "You didn't even accepted the drink that i ordered for you" He added.

"I just want to relax that's why i came here and I don't accept drinks that I can afford naman"

"Am I a stranger to you Ms.Valladores?" He questioned glaring at me.

I avoided eye contact to not piss him off, but whatever I do always pisses him off. He grabbed my jaw and turned my head facing him, making me look into his brown orbs.

He repeated his question but this time I had to answer. Yes is what I should've said but the way he's glaring at me made me answer the opposite.

"No, but can you please let go" I pushed his veiny hands away. "That's Good Stephanny" He sat next to where I was sitting.

Mr. Williams placed the glass of Mimosa in front of me, indicating that I drink it. "Or do you prefer Margarita?" questioning me out of the blue, I shook my head.

I woke up in my bed with headache, not remembering how much I drank and how I got here.