D'Great Passion Miniescape

Chapter 1

It was so loud and annoying, why would I even come to this kind of place? The sound of loud music and people dancing made my head hurts. It was funny, I thought. Because I went often to clubs and parties, but actually hate it; probably the fact that people would find it hard to recognize me in the crowd. I hate it when I have to deal with others but pretend to act nicely, those fake smiles I wanted to rip them apart. "D'you want cocktail or beer?" offered someone next to me. I took a glance at him but regret it once I answered him. "Cocktail." The guy smiled and immediately asked the waiter for it. "So this is where you've been hiding, been a long time since I saw you." He said sarcastically. "Don't you think it's kinda rude to crash someone else's party?" Obviously he was trying to confront with me. "If I had known this was yours, I wouldn't have come." "Ey don't be like that, aren't we friends?" He was obviously trying to make me angry. Without giving out an answer I took the last sip of my cocktail and left the club. As I walked to the exit, everything was spinning, it was clearly that I was drunk. Even as I called for taxi, I could not even standing straight. Taxi? There was even no taxi passing by. My self-conscious was still working Ha Ha. I laughed crazily of my mistake, never thought the effect of alcohol was this strong. Now that I thought about, I had never gotten too drunk before. What made me like this? It must be because of father, he always found a way to make my life a living hell. Suddenly I felt my stomach got twisted, without any warning I threw up.

"Hey! Where the hell did you just throw up!?" shouted someone. I looked up trying to see this someone but it took a moment before I got clearly image of him; a tall cool guy standing in front of me, he really looks like a gangster. Before I got to answer him, everything went pitch black.

Wind...Wind...I felt the breeze of wind on my face...

It was so bright, someone please turn off the light! As I opened my eyes, obviously wanted to get angry but then I realized the brightness came from the big window. Something felt strange here, the room felt different and when had I changed my clothes into men's clothes? Panicked and shocked I was trying to remember what had happened but nothing came into my mind. Where are my clothes!? I tried so hard looking for them throughout the room but still nothing. What kind of place is this? It stanched of Alcohol and almost everywhere there were empty beer bottles. "If you're looking for your clothes, I washed them. They are still not dry yet." Someone leant on the door's frame looking amused at me. For a second I thought my heart stopped beating; He was tall and typical guy with black hair and eyes, his ears were pierced and he even had tattoos on his arm. It needed sometime before I got my voice back. "Who are you? What is this place? And What have you done to me!?" He took a time before he answered definitely amused with my reaction. "You are at my house, well... I also share it with a roommate." He took steps closer to me then continued, "Do you perhaps not remember what happened last night?" Overwhelming with shock and fear I took a step back and fell on the bed. The effect of alcohol must have been too strong for me to be able to forget what actually had happened last night. "How dare you...how dare...Don't you know who I am!?"I could not even get the words out right.

Knowing perfectly that I had not remembered made him laugh so hard, "Don't worry, nothing like that happened, even though I thought your body is beautiful." Reflexively I was covering my body as he said that. I was confused and just wanting to get out of this filthy place. "D'you want to remember it for you? It was after all started when you threw up on my shoes." He said sarcastically. The memories then came flowing into my mind;

"These shoes I just bought a month ago you know!" He frustratedly angry at me; who was still sitting in front of him. "She seems drunk though." His friend told him. He just looked so angry and just wanted to go to the club when I suddenly grab his foot. "Don't go..." why the hell did I just say that? "This bitch really pisses me off!" Out of nowhere, I ran to the street and was about to get hit by a passing car before he pulled me to side. "Are you crazy!? If you want to kill yourself, don't do it in front of me!" he took a deep breath before he continued, "What is your address? I will find a taxi." But then his friend interrupted, "It's two in the morning, no taxi would pass by here." Giving a frustrated look to his friend, he then carried me on his back and said, "I'll bring her back, you can just go." He then said good bye to his friend and carried me to where he had parked his motorbike and put me on it before we finally set off.

"Where do you live?" he asked on the way, but me who was really drunk just poking his helmet and laughed. The wind slapped me on the face and made me somehow sleepy, "Hey! Don't you fall down! Told you not to die while I'm here!" He yelled. Because of not knowing my address, he brought me to his house and carried me to bed. But because of this stupid alcohol I even threw up all over my shirt and on his back. Yeah that was so dumb.

Remembering this was like a night mare, never in my life I let my self be seen that low to someone I did not even know! "Because of you my back still hurts, also my shirt and shoes smelled like shit." He said between his teeth. Do you think I wanted that to happen? "Look, it's not my fault; it was your own decision to bring me here. I didn't ask for your help!" he made me irritated, even though I should have been thankful. "So, you mean I should have let you die huh? I'll remember that." He answered. Let's just forget and move on, the only thing to do that was to leave this place and never meet him again in my entire life. "Bring my clothes here; I don't care if it's wet, I just wanna go and hoping to never see you again." He looked deeply into my eyes; he was definitely annoyed. Without any word, he came bringing my clothes which were still wet but not dripping wet so I thought it would be okay to go outside with those. Two minutes later after changing, I came out from his cramp house without seeing his face and called out a taxi.