The Only Way Out

Gone

One Shot. Two Shots. Three Shots.
I keep drowning them drinks like there's no tomorrow.

"God damn'it you bastard!!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
The people around me start judging me, but I do not fucking care.
He left me. No, I left him. I left him for gods sake!
He had something going on with my brother for more than three months and silly me didn't realise it any sooner.

"I hate you!! Park Jimin I hate you so much!!" I continue shouting.

"Ma'am please calm down" The bartender tells me as he pours me another shot.

"Do you have a girlfriend and a sister?" I ask him.
He nods and I smile in disgust.

"Take care of your girlfriend. She might cheat on you with your sister!" I shout at him.
He stares at me with widened eyes, then starts laughing.

"What's there to laugh about?!" I scream, making him stop in his movements.
One more shot.

"You should stop drinking" He tells me, but I keep shaking my head.
He pours me another glass.

"Do you have someone I should call to pick you up?" He asks.
He is kind. He cares even though he doesn't know me. I'm thankful for that and worried about him. The kind ones are always the ones, who get hurt.

"I have a brother and I had a beautiful boyfriend... But... But my boyfriend cheated on me with my brother..." I start crying a river.

"I thought so" He says.
Of course he must have thought so. I made it clear enough before I guess.

A guy takes the seat next to me and smiles at me brightly.
"Hey beautiful", he greets me.
I take a careful look at him.

Damn guy, you are hot...

"Drinking pretty much, hm?" He asks pointing at the empty bottles in front of me.

"Need me to help you get off of your thoughts, beautiful?" He keeps talking. I see the worried look of the bartender, who listens very carefully.

"How do you think of doing so?" I reply raising one eyebrow.
I'm ready for trouble. Ready for action. Ready to do something I never did.

"Well... My bed is big enough for two" He answers with a grin on his face.

"And your name?" I try teasing him a bit.

"Oh where are my manners? I'm Namjoon, my lady. Kim Namjoon" He introduces himself, planting a soft kiss on my hand.

"Very charming, my lord" I praise him.
He smiles. The bartender rolls his eyes at the conversation of the two of us.

"So what you think?"

"She is way too drunken to make a decision. Leave her alone, Namjoon!" The bartender suddenly answers instead of myself.
I look at him surprised and pretty confused.

"Come on, Hyung. Don't be such a party pooper, Seokjin" Namjoon says.
They seem to know each other pretty well. Considering that he called him 'Hyung'.

"Get yourself another toy, but not her!" The bartender, who seems to be called Seokjin, hisses.
Namjoon rolls his eyes and stands up.

"Well then, my lady. If you're sober and decide to spend a night with me, you may call me anytime" He explains and takes a pen out of his jacket.
He writes down his number on my arms and draws a small heart.
Cute...

He leaves with a wink. Leaving me all alone at the bar again.

"Don't fall for it. He is such a player. A really kind guy, but still. A player stays a player" Seokjin says. I nod as if I was following his words carefully.