Contemptress

Chapter 8

It took me a second to grasp reality after Gina had left but I couldn't take too long because not too long after Gina left the VIP crowd started herding in. "Oh Ronnie's so hot!", "Oh Ronnie's so sexy!", "Oh I would wife him up so fast!", blah blah blah the usual fangirl phrases, If only they truly knew, I think leaning up against the bar pretty much zoning out. "Well look who we have here", I hear someone say in a familiar voice as I snap to attention, "fuck", I mutter under my breath as I look up to an eager Ronnie surrounded by two familiar looking groupies looking me up and down. "Hi Ronald", I say as I tuck my hair behind my ear and look for some busy work. "My, my my it's been too long Kitten", he says taking a seat on the stool directly in front of me, of fucking course. "It's only been a few months Ronald, what can I get you?", I say as I start wiping down the counter. "Jack and Coke", Ronnie says with a grin as he sends the girls away as I roll my eyes and fetch the glass. Part of me really wished Chris was here I need his intimidation factor, his strong arms, the soft yet rough tug of his lips against my- oh shit the hickey! My hand quickly then flies up to my neck as I stand up straight earning a weird look from Ronnie, "what are you doing?", he asks as I stand there holding my neck. "Oh nothing um damn mosquitos", I say as I quickly turn around and start fixing the drink as I readjust my flannel. I close my eyes before I turn around wishing for Ronnie to not be there and half way wishing for Chris instead, but of course when I open them Ronnie is still there in his smirking glory. "Don't you agree kitten?", he says raising his eyebrow, "what?", I blurt out confused as I place the drink on a napkin in front of him. Ronnie starts chuckling again, "Doesn't this remind you of the night we first met?", I quickly turn around and start putting everything back up, "But then again you did have pink hair and you were drinking too and you were better dressed trying to get in my pants."  "Excuse me?", I say as I quickly turn around as Ronnie takes a sip of his drink, "oh yea and you were better at making mixed drinks", he says as he puts the drink down and wipes his mouth with the napkin. 'Ronald, leave. Now.", I say in a level voice through gritted teeth. "Okay, I can take a hint", Ronnie says as he stands up to leave, "But remember this Melodie", he says as he gets within inches of my face, "You have and always will be a worthless, good for nothing little whore." Just before I can hit him he jumps back, "Ooh Kitten still has claws, I'll remember that", he says with a wink and finishes his drink in one big gulp while throwing a twenty at me. "We'll have to do this again sometime Mel", Ronnie says with his signature laugh as he walks towards the backstage area. I lean against the counter with my arms crossed against my chest. "Bastard", I manage out in a low breathy whisper as a single tear manages to fall.