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Sitting outside I brought a well deserved cigarette to my lips. Fumbling to find my lighter in my purse, I came across my cell. "Shit," I mumbled out loud. 13 missed calls, 4 voicemails, and countless text messages all filled my screen. All from Bobby, no doubt apologizing for his latest abusive outbreak. The bruises still lingered on my neck and wrist. The black eye had finally faded away though. "I really don't want to talk to you." I muttered talking to no one in particular. Just then I heard a soft but deep voice, "I'm sorry, I was just offering you a light." I looked up to see a set of the most amazing hazel eyes. A smile played on his beautiful lips as a cigarette dangled from them. "I'm sorry," I smiled as I put my phone back in my handbag, "I was talking to phone." He held out his tattooed arm, a lighter sitting in his palm. I gratefully took it and lit mine before handing it back to him to light his. "Talking to inanimate objects?" He questioned with a full smile spreading across his face, small dimples appearing in his cheeks. I let out a slight laugh, "Well actually I was talking about the person blowing up my phone." God he is gorgeous. "Ah, makes more sense now," his smile seemed to widen. "Would you like some company?" I scooted over in my spot on the ground, leaning against the wall of the club. He settled himself down next to me as I took off my high heels and set them next to me, rubbing my sore feet. Being a bartender I have been running back and forth all night. Stretching my legs back out I noticed how his 6ft 2in frame seemed to make me shrink, being as I am 4ft 11in tall. "I'm Hannah." I offered my hand out to him. "Adam." He said taking it in his, his hands were calluse yet soft. "So what's a pretty girl like you doing out here?" I smirked at his cheesy pick up line. Looking to my left a feeling of recognition poked at the back of my mind, but I couldn't figure it out for the life of me. "I'm on break. How about you?" He took a long drag from his cigarette. His head leaning back until it was pressed into the bricks behind us. "Getting away from the noise for a bit." I understood exactly what he meant. My ears were still ringing from being next to the speakers. Why they chose to put the DJ booth behind the bar was beyond my understanding. It often made it difficult to hear peoples drink orders. "So you work here?" He offered, trying to get more information from me. "Yea I do, bartering." I made a grimace. He laughed and flicked his Ashes onto the ground, "You don't seem to enjoy it too much." I made another face before pulling from my nicotine addition. "It pays the bills." I stretched my legs again before beginning to rub my feet more. Wincing as the pain shot up into my calf. He put his cigarette into his mouth before holding out his hands, closing one eye slightly as the smoke curled around his face. "Give them here." I looked up in shock, "Excuse me?" He laughed and grabbed my feet from my grasp. I moaned almost immediately as his hands worked magic on my legs. I could have melted in the spot. I hear a small chuckle come from him as I scoot over so my legs are more in his lap so he wouldn't have to hunch over. My eyes drifted closed and I leaned against the wall, enjoying the feeling of this perfect stranger working away my tension. Hearing the song playing inside I start softly singing along. "Wow, didn't expect that kind of voice from you." He smiled in appreciation. I laugh loudly, "What?? Are you tone deaf?" He laughed before switching to my right leg, his fingers working away the knots in my leg. "Fortunately not, that might put a damper on my career." I open my eyes and give him a quizzical look. Promoting him to further explain. "I'm a musician, vocals." His smile seemed to widen even more, if that's even possible. I hear one of my favorite songs playing through the wall. Cause you keep me coming back for more, and I feel a little better than I did before. If I never see your face again I don't mind. I start singing along a smile playing across my lips, "I love this song." He chuckles again, "It sounds familiar, I think I have heard it before." I didn't understand why he was laughing, but I just brushed it off, figuring he was just drunk. Just then I heard a car door slam, looking up I see Bobby walking towards me, his fist balled up next to him. I instantly shrink back against the wall, ripping my feet from Adams grasp. My eyes widening. "Bobby, what are you doing here?" I stand up and push further against the wall. Wishing I could vanish. His hands soon roughly grab my shoulders, making the brick scrape my back. I wince in pain as instant bruises appear. "WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING MY CALLS??" His voice slurs and I smell the vodka on his breath. I just look down, whispering how I was working. He grabs my chin and jerks it up to look at him, "ANSWER ME!!" Before I could answer him I see Adam put his hand on Bobbys shoulder, "Let her go." His voice came out as thick as venom. Long gone was his playful attitude I had seen just moments ago. Bobby spins around to look at him. "WAS I TALKING TO YOU??" I look at them both with pleading eyes. "Bobby please.." His hand comes across my face with a hard SMACK!! I fall to the ground, holding my cheek. Blood already pouring from my lip. "SHUT UP BITCH!" Before I can say anything Adam grabs Bobby and spins him around to look at him. He throws his fist into Bobbys jaw without hesitation, knocking him into a car. A stunned look crossed his face. No one has ever challenges Bobby. "Get out of here, or its gonna get a hell of a lot worse." Adam stands protectively in front of me. Bobby rubs his face while pointing at me, "Wait till you get home you little slut!" He walks over to his car and gets in, starting it up before speeding off. Adam helps me off the ground. "Are you ok??" His voice was once again sweet as honey. Concern filled his face as he starts looking at my lip.
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