Twenty Six.

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      I waited patiently at the side of the road. Alex had assured to pick me up before eight.
But checking my wristwatch, it was already seven minutes past eight... I thought of calling him, but held it back. He'll think I'm too eager for this dinner.
So I settled to giving him a little more time.
         
    Coming from the right, the car lights blinded my vision as I backed to avoid any incident. But it seemed to be heading right at me. Caring not if it drive in my lawn.
        It was a blue van. Studied it when it stopped in front of me.
The door slid open, and three men in black masks jumped out.
    "No!" I cried turning to run, but was caught by two of them.
Something was pressed on my nostrils, and that was the end of my night. Only void covered my entire world.

A splash of icy water on my face jerked me back to life.
      It was day already, and the sun rays were spilling in the room like crazy.

No, I wasn't home. And certainly not on a bed... Sluggishly, I forced my eyes to look down. Tied hands and legs, sitting on a wooden chair that was in a pretty bad shape. I groaned when a slap echoed on my cheek.
      And it's at that time that I saw my offender...a slim redhead in a skimpy red dress that exposed a good amount of thigh.

   "Rise and shine Munchkin."
"Wha-Who the hell are you?"
She cackled walking over to stand straight before me.
    "I should ask you that. And what the hell are you doing messing with my fiance?"
"Sorry, fiance?"
Another hot slap followed. It made me want to cut off that cheek and just give it to her as an early Christmas present.
     
   "Alexandra McLain you bitch!"

I chuckled over the pain. "Wrong number. I don't know what-" This time, it was a heavy blow.
    Gawd she could punch for such a thin body. "Now do you know whom I'm talking about?"
"Are we talking about the same Alex? Long blonde hair?"
     She grasped a good amount of my hair in her hand, then yanked hard at it. "Don't you dare describe him with that slutty mouth you whore."  Another punch... My entire face felt to have melted from the pain and burning sensation of the hits.
     That damned female was cruel no lying. She took out all her frustrations on my poor face.

 
The hand in my hair let go, then picked some photos from the table at the side of the bed.
    Like a detective, she positioned them before my eyes, slipping one by one behind the other. I could recognise that blond man anyway, and she was there. Each picture told a story, from a cheek kiss in Paris, to a beach kiss with some butt grabbing in Hawaii. The landmarks were my clues of knowing where those lovebirds had travelled.
      And Alex seemed so damn happy with the redhead.

"That's the Alexandra I'm talking about. And I've heard word of a little snake trying to seduce him."
   My vocal cords had been frozen by the pictures. And the female took that as what? A good thing. Cause she didn't hit me again.
      "Now honey, you will stay away from Alex, or I'll be forced to deal with you with a little more care than today. Am I clear?"
I just stared at her. The traitorous tears hang loosely at the edge of my eyes.
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    The cab dropped me off at my house.
I first studied at it before plunging for the door.
         Once inside, I found Alex busy going through a green file.
His shocked expression on seeing me got me wondering just what mischief he was up to.
  "Da-Daisy?"
He dropped the file on the table and ran to me.
A firm embrace followed. Gave me one of his best seducing kisses.
       "Gawd Daisy! You're a mess. And what's with the bruises on your face?" He asked touching the painful parts.

I knocked his hand away to back.
    "What the hell are you doing here Alex?" "What do you mean? I've been busy trying to reach all night long then show up looking like you're from the ring."
   I huffed pushing the hair behind. "You wanna know where I've been, huh?"

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