Bad Boy?

Sober

"Est le ciel manque un ange?", he winks at me, trying to come closer.
"Uh, well I don't speak croissant, but I'll take that as a compliment." I flash a smile at him and move away, making a distance as much as possible between us.

We make our way inside and the first thing he does is ask for a cup of vodka. 

"And you, mon chérie?"

"Oh, I don't drink. Thanks." I smile politely.

We chat for what seems like decades. I come to know that he's actually a great dancer. He works with his dad in a big ass company. He was a nice guy, but the cup of vodka never left his hand.

"Matthew, I think it's best if you just stop drinking. Look at you." I was getting worried.
"Sh, don't tell me what to do." He snaps at me. I could see how terrible his bloodshot eyes were, and how dizzy he was getting.
I stand up and take him by the hand, "Come, let's take you home."
He takes my other hand by force, pulling me closer to his chest. I try to move away from his tight grip, but he was much stronger than me.
"Home?" He drops his cup, making a loud noise. But everyone was just as drunk as him. "Why don't we have some fun here first?"
He starts caressing my face with his rough big hands.

Yes, he is clearly drunk and is going to rape me.

I bite his thumb when his hand reaches my chin. He screams in pain releasing me.
Now where is the exit?
And why on earth did I wear heels? 
I run into a bunch of people and move them out of the way, but a strong rough arm catches me.
"But I'm not done yet, mon chérie." I hear his thick accent.
I look up at him for a while, imagining if those strong rough hands were Jai's soft ones instead.
Oh, look at me, thinking of a player instead of running for my damn life.
"Matthew, you're not sober" is all I could come up with.
"Why do I have to be?" he yells at me. "What do you feel when you're sober? Happy? Because clearly I don't. Sober makes you feel pain because everything is real. But you know what I feel when I'm drunk?" He coughs, and I smell his nasty alcoholic breath. "I feel great. Because I forget about everything. I have fun. I do what I want. And there's no one to stop me-"
"Oh but I can stop you." says a familiar voice behind us, saving me from Matthew's drunk Shakespeare speech.
Yea, I'm not really a fan of him.
Matthew lets go of me, but he was heading into Jai's direction, furiously.
"Well if that isn't petit Jai." he says, overwhelmed. He was clearly going to faint.
"And if that isn't dickhead." he answers in his sarcastic tone.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
I mean, he's always there when I need him, even when I push him away. Why is he such a sweetheart to me, and why do I keep giving him chances when I know I shouldn't, when he's a player?
I'm so afraid of falling in love but my actions towards him show the exact opposite.

Next thing I know is Matthew kicking the hell out of Jai yelling "you'll pay for what you just said!"
Jai, on the contrary, found this amusing and laughs while whipping Matthew's ass.
"Jai, stop it! He's drunk and-"
"and wants to have sex with you. Yeah, I'll stop little girl."
I couldn't do anything but watch Matthew bleed and scream in agony. He finally collapses and Jai screams "To the car, NOW!"
I followed him without saying a word. He was so furious.
I make no effort to speak or even explain to him.
I should've listened to him.
There was a heavy silence between us on our way back home.

I get out of the car and make my way to the front door of my home, but he grabs my arm and lifts my chin up.
"Speak to me babe," he says.
I was so ashamed, so lost.
"I don't know what to say."
"Thank you?" he half smiles.
"I don't mean that, stupid.
What are we, Jai? Why don't you give up? And why-"
I am interrupted by a 'sh' followed by him smashing his lips onto mine. I don't pull away. I don't want this to end.

"You're such a jerk, Jai." I smile trying to catch my breath.
"And you're such a turn on, princess." He smirks, and I find myself leaning in for another long kiss.

All I knew was that I was 'sober' and I was the happiest person at the moment.
So why not enjoy what's right in front of you instead of worrying and questioning before it's too late?