Felicidade

45. One last dance...

*****Atzy's POV*****

"Are you ok?", I ask Diya while patting her shoulder a little and taking the bar stool next to her.

Diya is literally gulping down the golden liquor in her hand. Her face is emitting an unexplained painful radiation. She looks at me for once and then turns around her face towards front. He gaze seems to be fixated on the colorful bottles next to the bar counter.

"Hey, you can talk about it if you want...", I put my hand away from her shoulder feeling that she is uncomfortable may be.

"There is nothing to talk about. Leave me alone.", She says without moving her gaze.

"Okay. Don't mind me if you don't want. But I think you should stop now. You don't look good."

"You don't know me Miss Kim. So don't pretend that you know my tolerance level too. I can drink 7 glasses like this more and I still can drive back home.", she chuckles a little.

"Okay big girl. I get it. You are the mother of alcohol tolerance. But you know what? your best friend here doesn't seem to be comfortable depending on a drunk girl while driving back home."

"I won't go home. So you can stop worrying over me.", she says with a stern face while putting a cashew nut in her mouth.

"Is there someone to take you in if you get drunk and don't go home? If you don't go home anyone can take your advantage, you know right?? Home is a safe place."

"I don't think so. My best friend doesn't believe me.", she looks pained.

"Okay. There must be some reason that she doesn't. But...", Diya looks at me with confusion. "But, I believe you. I saw him too. I didn't get chance to go after him. But I certainly did notice him coming out from the washroom passage."

"You did? Really? You believe me? Nobody is believing me!", she says in frustration.

"Yes, I know Kai. And I know what he is capable of. He is sneaky."

"Yeah! At least someone believes me when my friends didn't."

"Friend is a vague concept. You can't determine who is your actual friend until you get into trouble and they still stick to your side you know. And this is the reason I don't have friends.", I sigh a little.

"Kai is your friend. Yoongi too. Don't lie. You have friends.", She says narrowing her eyes.

"Whoa! Who told you Kai is my Friend? I just know him. That doesn't make him my Friend. But Yoongi, he is more like the only family that I have got apart from my mom who I don't really care about and my step dad who is too busy to care for me."

"Ahhh...okay...", She gives up questioning further.

"Hey, do you want to dance? Like, this beat is sick. It will refresh you a little may be.", I ask her while listening to the music suddenly changing into a dance number.

"Dance? I can dance here? Nobody is dancing you know..."

"Come on. Nobody is doing that doesn't mean nobody should.", I tug her hand.

"It's been so long that I have actually danced in front of so many people.", she looks around in concern.

"Nobody is judging you! Come on!", I say swaying my waist a little bit.