The Painful Side of Love

The party had been going on for a few hours now. The DJ was playing the songs with the hardest beat drops. Normally she didn't like that kind of music but now she had such huge amounts of alcohol in her system that she didn't really care. She had been on the dance floor for 10 minutes and she attracted a lot of attention, she loved it. Girls were looking her up and down with jealous eyes while boys looked at her with thirsty ones. 

The different colored lights danced up her slim body. Her long dark hair got into her crystal blue eyes every time she turned her head in a new direction. Her small hands were in the air as she swayed her hips to the beat of the music. Tiny drops of sweat ran down her light beige skin. Her revealing short red dress was matching her plump red lips. She knew why boys were all over her, but the sparkling diamond and hurtful memories on her left ring finger kept most of them away, she didn't want any of them anyways. She just wanted alcohol and had no intention of fooling around with immature men.

The blue eyed girl got more and more tired the more she danced, but it didn't stop her. She was dancing to the rhythm of the song as she felt a pair of hands on her hips. She could feel the breath of the person on her ear and neck and it sent shivers down her spine. The girl stopped moving looking straight forward not wanting to turn around to the person behind her.

'' How about you come with me for a great time? '' Her body stiffened as the stranger spoke. It was clear that it was a man, his voice was deep and masculine. The deep voiced man didn't get the answer he wanted from her, in fact he didn't get any answer at all. His hand slid from her hips and onto her stomach, holding her in place. His large tattooed hand nearly cover her whole stomach.

 The girl panicked when she felt his hand on her, she didn't like people touching it. She didn't want anyone knowing what was inside her. With one sharp turn she easily slid out of his grip, facing the unknown man. His looks were nothing special, not handsome and not ugly and he was most definitely not worth spending a lot of time on. '' How about hell no? '' She said giving him a fake smile as she purposely bumped into his shoulder as she walked past him and towards the bar.

The club was packed with people, and she had to push her way through the drunk teens and the aroused elderly men. Her 6 inch heels did not make it any easier to keep balance when she got lightly pushed by the dancing people. The cute bartender came right up to her as she made her way to the bar. Surprisingly the bar was almost empty. She sat down on one of the black bar stools.

'' What can I get you Mrs? '' She looked at him with a straight face. '' It's miss actually '' The cute innocent looking boy looked at her left ring finger and then back into her pretty blue eyes again. '' Oh, My apologies miss. I just assumed because of your rin- '' The boy was cut off by her angelic voice. '' Just get me something strong please '' The boy nodded leaving as fast as he could.

The memories started rushing back. The ones of her and Jamie inside the car. She could never seem to remember what led up to the crash, but she could still feel the car tightening around them as it flipped down the road. Once, Twice. No it had to be more. Everything had happened really fast, but yet being in the car that day she felt like she was there for hours.

The car ended up upside down in the end, totally smashed. She could clearly remember what she wanted to forget the most. Turning her head to make sure her husband was okay, but he wasn't, not even close. She blocked all the bloody and gross details out, not wanting to remember how bloody and brutal it looked. All that mattered was that he was dead, Jamie was dead and she couldn't do anything about it.

'' Here you go miss '' She snatched the glass from his hands, chugging the whole thing. She completely ignored the fact that the insides of her throat were on fire. She wanted the memories to go away, but they didn't. The strong liquor just made them worse. '' Give me something stronger ''