Secrecy of Regrets

02 Knight in Shining Armor

Definitely you have to help her – my consciousness said. Here I come your knight in shining armour my drunken girlllll...

I approach her slowly. She is drunken girl and what if she thinks that I am a bad person and start to hit me!!! No, I definitely don't want that to happen. "Uhh... Hii..." I asked her cautiously.

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No reply. I think she couldn't hear me because my voice is barely audible to me also. Stupid Jiyana. "May I help you?" This time I asked her loudly.

Progress!! She actually turned and looked at me.

Okay... She just stared at me for good 10 seconds and being Patient girl as I am, I actually waited for receiving some expression other than that starring thing. She started crying again.

"Oh no, no no no. I am here to help you... if you need." I said approaching her.

"It's okay... What happened?" I asked giving her a side hug without receiving any answer except her sobbing.

Suddenly I was embraced in tight hug by this girl. I thought she actually needed someone to be with her and that someone is going to be me for tonight.

Urghhh... What should I do now? How can I help her when I am equally clueless like her except 'the drunken state' of course.

The girl mumbled something but I couldn't get it. What should I do now? I really don't get it. Ohh God... Should I take her to the hotel room?

Bad Idea.

I took the phone out of her grip but it is password protected.

Should I check her purse? If she is smart enough she would have some identity card or something like that with her! "Can I check your purse? Hey... I am asking you something." I asked her.

"Ja" (pronounced as 'yaa') one word and that too in Dutch!! Not bad. Thank god, I know little bit of Dutch Language.

Okay so I just need to look for something that can lead us to her home or some friend's home. I instantly get her visiting card and it has the address of her residence I hope. Ohh!! It actually has the address of her residence because it doesn't look like any corporate one and her name is 'Charlotte Jansen'. Maybe she has just started her new business and don't have shop or office for now. Whatever it is, let's get her to this address.

Now... the real problem here is how the hell I will know the area when I m pretty much unknown to the city?

"Taxi!!" I almost yelled in excitement. I just handed the driver an address. The driver seems nice person to me. He just smiled and brought us to the destination I don't know where. I thanked him and paid the bill. He helped me to take the girl – I mean Charlotte out of that cab.

Now I just have to find her home. I lead Charlotte to the road adjacent to the row of houses. I read the numbers on gate of houses and finally found our so called destination at the middle of this row. Thanks to the old couple living in her neighbourhood to help me to open the door of her home. I practically dragged myself, accompanying by this heavy of a drunken girl to the first bedroom I located after the living room. Believe me; dragging a drunken girl is not an easy task. It felt like a Mission to me!!!

I led her to the bed, remove her shoes and remove her belt on her nice denim dress. Now she'll sleep comfortably. I was about to head out of the room when Charlotte suddenly grabbed my wrist and with good grip if you ask me. Why couldn't she use this energy while walking here?

"Don't leave me Ethan!" she started mumbling in her half sleep state.

Wait. What?

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Hey wattpaders!!!

You know Jiyana is now trapped in the room with that drunken girl and she have to listen the blabbering for the whole night. I hope she will survive.

Hey guys, you know, I've never been to Amsterdam but I want to. And I have used a Google beyond its capacity to give justice to my first book. :)

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