Bratty

Confession

"Ah Marcella when yo, bitter ass gonna bring home a decent man doe?" Marcus slurred out as he took another gulp of his beer and I honestly had to stop myself from hopping down from my bar stool and hitting him with it. I had to close my eyes and count to calm down.

We are all currently at some shitty ass bar Marc apparently frequents, after dinner none of us wanted to go home so we decided that I would drop them off at a bar, go home and call an Lyft to go back to the bar. It was time consuming yes but it worked and now here we are...with Marcus basically insulting me trying to impress some bitches he had hanging all over him AND Namjoon, who wasn't pushing these hoes off of him! Oh no he was playing along, rubbing his hands on their thigh, disgusting! To say I wasn't happy about this would be a understatement.

"Funny." I deadpanned before I took a sip of my cocktail before walked over to the bar and called over the bartender.

"Need another Old Fashion?" He asked me and I shook my head as I finished my drink.

"No, I need something stronger if I'm going to deal with this shit. I don't know if y'all got the shit to make it but I'm gonna ask. You know how to make a Death in the Afternoon?" I asked him as I leaned against the bar top my head tilting towards the table the boys occupied, I didn't even notice Namjoon staring me down with a heated glare. The bartender chuckled as a bit of his inky black hair fell against his forhead.

"Unfortunately no. Never heard of it actually but it sounds metal." I chuckled at that.

"What about a Zombie?" I asked after a moment of hesitation. If he did know how to make one it would be risky. I normally stayed away from rum because I can become a pirate if I drunk too much.

"That I do know how to make. I'll be right back with it." I shot him a grin before sighing. While I waited for my drink I felt a presence beside me before they spoke.

"You here alone darling?" My head shot over to my left to look at the stranger. In front of my stood a rather attractive, he was older and had bit of an accent. I give a small smile before shaking my head.

"No, I'm here with those two." I pointed at my brother and Namjoon who lap was finally bare. Good. But that don't mean I'm just going to brush that shit off, nah I'm petty nigga and I don't play that shit. Beside those hoes was still there and I think my new friend here would be lovely to level the playing fields. I know that sounds fucked up and it is but I don't like it when people touch what mine and those women was all up on Namjoon's dick and that's mine!

When the bartender came back with my drink I smiled and thanked him handing him a 20 for my drink and a tip before I took a sip of the drink. Oh yeah this gonna get me fucked up with 2 or 3 of them. Turning my attention back to my companion I smiled up at him.

"I'm Marcella by the way." I introduced myself to him sticking out my hand for him to shake but was surprised when he raised my hand to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss again my knuckles.

"Charmed, I'm Antonio." I couldn't stop from giggling like y'all don't blame me! I still love Namjoon deeply but like this nigga is smooth! And he's only said like 10 words to me!

Brushing a bit of my hair behind my ear I smiled up at him. "Um, would you like to join me Antonio?" I asked him before taking another sip of my drink.

"I would be honored." He smiled down at me and y'all he got dimples! I giggled again letting him place a hand on my lower back leading me down to my table. A risky move but boy howdy was it worth it!

The look of anger on Namjoon face almost had my bust out in laughter, like he has the gall to look like I'm in the wrong like he wasn't letting some strange hot sit on his lap.