Fading Away

Chapter Nineteen

     I turned around to see a very tall man looking down at me with a smirk. His hair was black and his eyes were a tempting grey. His face was well defined. Almost making him look like a threat.

     I started to slowly walk away, but just as I turned around to leave, I felt my arm being yanked back.

     "Let go of me." I said through gritted teeth.

  "Oh come on princess, let's have a little fun together." he slurred. I could smell the alcohol from his breath.

     I pulled my arm out of his tight grip and turned to run, only to be pulled back by my waist.

    I was shoved against a wall with my face pressed up against it. His body pressed against mine while he held my arms.

    "Listen you bitch, either you cooperate or you get hurt." he said with a deadly whisper. His breath fanned my cheek.

      The anger within me began to rise. I stepped on his leg with everything in me, which made him let go of my hands. I elbowed him in his lower region and turned around to knee him in his stomach a few times. He fell to the ground and rolled on to his side, groaning in pain. I kicked the side of his rib.

    It made me angry that he would take advantage of a woman like. Regardless if he was drunk or not. That should never happen to anyone. It reminded me of my mother's boyfriend. I'm not sure if I did this to take my anger out on the guy who was before me or at the man who abused me while I was a child. Either way, I'm glad I did it.

  "The next time you want to get into the ring, you should know who your opponent is." I said. I looked at his face scrunched up in pain and walked away.

    I need to find Nick and get the hell out of here.

   I looked into the crowd of people dancing and latched my eyes onto Nick. He was dancing with a pretty redheaded girl. Hopefully, he wasn't as drunk as he looked.

    I blew a puff of air out and walked towards them, bumping into numerous of people on my way there.

     I tapped his shoulder and he turned around with biggest grin on his face. "H-hey Milaa!" he slurred.

  "Nick I'm gonna go." I shouted through the blasting music. "What?! The party just started." He yelled.

   It was impossible for him to hear me and for me to here him. So I grabbed his hand and took him outside.

    "Whoa there cowboy. Hehe I said cowboy." he chuckled.

    "You're drunk  aren't you?" I asked.

He put his thumb and index finger together and said "Poco."

   I pulled his keys out of his back pocket and pulled him towards his car. I opened the passenger door and helped him inside. I walked to the other side of the car and hopped in.

    Looks like tonight I'm not going to have fun after all.