Green-minded (EDITING) ✔

T W E N T Y - T W O: Knight

*Tony's POV*

"Cheeeerssss!" We all clink our beer
glasses. There's fifteen of us on the same table, then another fifteen on the other table. We celebrate the success of the blockbuster movie I starred in. The bar we're in is full of young men and women, dancing merrily to the upbeat music. Fog and bouncing lights surround the place.

"Congratulations everyone, especially to you, Tony! This wouldn't be a megahit if not for your superb acting. Bet you'll bag more Best Actor awards, look forward to that." Sandra, our Movie Director, seems so proud. The ambiance is now a bit chill, the song is replaced by LANY's Malibu Nights.

"Thank you, Sandy. It'll not turn out this way if not for you. I owe you a great deal." I beam at her.

She places her hand to mine, seductively caressing it. "You can pay me later, I can drive you home since I've only drunk champagne."

"It's fine, Greg's just outside. He'll take me to my house." I gently remove my hand away from her grasp. Sure thing, Sandra is hot, but I don't want to complicate things by flirting with ladies in the film industry.

I pivot my gaze to the other actors and staff members, announcing, "Now, bottom's up everyone! Let's get wasted tonight, the bill's on me." I gulp the beer, consuming it 'til the very last drop, "Thirty glasses of beer here please!" Lifting my hand to signal the nearest waitress, I see her jaw drops after looking my way. She must've been starstruck after seeing me. Her beauty can make you stop and stare, but she's not my type.

My type is more like... I wander my vision through the crowd.

That girl...

I lean back to get a better view of this spectacle before me-- her ravishing beauty, perfectly tan skin, and beautiful curves, her fats are on the right places. Damn, she's super sexy. An amused chuckle bubbles out of my throat.

Just like the other waitresses, she wears a red crop top and a black denim mini skirt. That's too short though, I fight the urge to wrap her waist with my jacket to cover her long legs. No way, I don't want to see my name on the headlines tomorrow saying Tony Green is a perverted creep.

She finesses her way through tight spaces holding a tray with three glasses of beer. Blowing some air to her cute bangs that fall a little under her eyebrows, her facial expression appears blank but she remains pretty nonetheless.

The only thing that's missing on her face is a smile, she must be the owner of the most beautiful smile in the world if only she shows it. Don't let me describe her angelic face 'cause I'm going to blabber all night long.

I'm so turned on right now and the last time I felt this way was with Ash...

The keyword here is 'was'.

Ash is part of my ugly past and I'd like to believe that after two years, I'm already over her. Really.

How can I stay in love with someone who cheated on me? Who kissed a guy behind my back... Oh and in front of me, too... I am no birdbrain to still have lingering feelings for her.

My reminiscence gets instantly interrupted by the view of the gorgeous waitress being pulled by an old, hideous guy. He smells her then kisses her neck and the shocking thing is she just stands there, frozen, not doing anything, poker-faced. I know she finds this foul though, I can sense it in my heart.

Other people didn't notice the scenario but it's crystal clear for me and I can never tolerate this.

The gleeful atmosphere that envelops the bar turns into silent chaos in my sight. My hands ball into fists, his utter disrespect causing me to drop my patience to the ground.