Chapter Three

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22/01/2017

I've lost count of the amount of Vodka shots I've had and I am still trying to forget your name but mine was the only name I forgot and sober or drunk you were the only thing on my mind.

I had the shot glass in my hand and was about to lift it up to my mouth when I felt that warm presence next to me again, but it didn't stop me from drinking the vodka that slid down my throat.

I signalled the bartender for another drink but he simply shook his head and took away all the empty shot glasses away from me and instead placed a glass of water there.

"Look you've had enough... Drink this and head back home." He stated to me.

I stared at the crystal clear water splashing around in the glass and shoved it to the side.

"Just give me a shot, not this crap." I shot back at the man but he simply shook his head pushing the water back in front of me again.

"Please, just one more. You don't understand how much I need it." I pleaded him but he was already walking away to deal with the next customer.

Anger seeped inside of me.

"Fine!" I shouted picking up the glass on water smashing it onto the ground.

I got up from my seat and suddenly the room was spinning and I couldn't stand up straight. I stumbled towards the bar exit when I bumped into someone spilling there drink all over them.

The man was rather large and built up as looked down at his stained white shirt covered in the alcohol he was drinking moments ago. He shot a glare at me and I pushed passed him not caring about what I had done.

A hand grabbed my shoulder pulling me back towards him.

"You're not even going to apologise for your clumsiness." The man said aggressively.

I shrugged and said carelessly.

"It wasn't my fault. You were in the way."

"Oh really. Well this is my favourite shirt and you have ruined it. I guess now you need to pay for it."

I was not paying attention to what the man was saying to me until I suddenly felt a blow to my stomach. I groaned in pain and looked up at the man.

Suddenly I didn't care about anything anymore and I punched the man back in the jaw causing a crack to ring out. The man stumbled back but soon began throwing punches back at me.

He gripped my hair in his hands and struck me hard on my jaw causing the taste of metallic blood to seep into my mouth. I kicked back at him in his shin making him howl in pain as he fell to the floor.

A/N: Okay I'm taking a real risk by suggesting you listen to Whitney Houston I have Nothing For This section.. Not even sure if it fits in but its worth a shot..

I threw myself onto of him hitting him repeatedly in the face as tears made their way out streaming down my cheeks.

'She left me. She left me. She left me.' Was all that seemed to echoed in my head as I got lost in the anger that had exploded from me.

But soon those words were replaced by a soft voice that made me freeze.

"Stop..." the voice seemed to say to me and the warm sensation came back in my hands.

I was reeled out of the pit of anger I was stuck in moments ago and stared at my hands in shock.

They were bloody and bruised but somehow healing by itself.

The man below me was coughing the blood out of his mouth and his face was badly injured.

All because of me.

I soon felt rough hands drag me off of the man and throw me out of the bar where I landed on the harsh cold ground grazing my hands and knees in the process.

The door of the bar slammed shut and I lay there on the pavement sobbing.

In pain.

In grief.

And in love.

I pulled myself together wiping my cold tears and stood up from the ground. I didn't know where I was going next but I didn't want to go home.

So I just walked wherever my legs would take me.

I staggered down the streets late at night bumping into people without a care and kept my eyes glued to the ground.

I guess sometimes we aren't meant to get over someone but we go on living a little bit emptier. When you faced with the tragedy of a loss somehow, someway the world keeps turning and the seconds keep ticking as I try to find the will to live on.

I stopped walking and saw where I had come to a stop.

As if my heart, mind and soul knew I subconsciously wanted to come here to her grave which I had not visited since the day she was buried.

As if she was calling to me on this very specific day.

I took a step closer to her grave and dropped down to my knees, took my hat off and broke down again. The rain began to pour as if the sky was weeping as well on the anniversary of her death.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I was so stupid tonight. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I said between my sobs.

"I miss you. I miss you so much. I miss your voice, your smile, your hug that always mended me back together again, and your jokes that were always so bad but made me laugh in ways I couldn't imagine. I miss how you made me feel.

I miss your everything!

Why can't I just see you again Sumi.. " My heart was aching as I sobbed and half shouted at the grave stone in front of me. My tears and the rain mixed together as they strolled down my cheeks and my hair was now damp and dripping too.

I cried for quite some time to the point where my eyes were stinging until I heard the sound of a twig snapping making me whip my head around to see an old man standing there looking at me blankly.

He was wearing a yellow raincoat with his hood up obscuring the top half of his face. I was holding a black leather book in his hands along with a walking stick.

I automatically checked my watch to check the time where it was coming up to 12 am. The mysterious man took another step closer to me and I sat there near Sumi's grave looking up at him but my vision was starting to become blurry. He placed his hand gently on my head and shut his eyes and a flash of lightning struck across the sky making me flinch in shock. The clouds seemed to get darker and the rain seemed to get heavier and heavier along with my vision becoming more faded.

The man opened his glowing amber eyes that were piercing deeply into mine.

"Vos ire, ubisentiuntvivere..." (Go where you most feel alive..)

Everything began to fade out and the last thing I thought of was the memory of Sumi...

A/N: Okay we finally have another chapter!!! 

Look forward to the next chapter and thanks for your lovely votes, comments and reads that always bring a smile to my face!

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