The Bartender

Chapter 2

Warning! This chapter contains violence. If you are sensitive to this topic don't read past the ~ line

3rd person's POV

Nathan sighed softly as he leaned over the counter to a woman who seemed to be in her early 20's. The dark lightning and booming music putting him more at ease, per usual.

"What can I get you miss?" Nathan asked politely

"Can I get a mimosa with 2 shots of whiskey please?" She asked twirling her finger in her hair.

Nathan nodded and turned around, preparing her drink. Once he finished he turned back around, gave it to her, and told her the cost.

She nodded and pulled out her wallet, pausing for a moment.

"Y'know...you're pretty hot." She said with a smirk

He nodded and turned away to hide his slight blush and sighed softly as he turned back to her.

"Thank you." He said, putting on a small smile.

"So...what's your name?" She inquired.

He sighed once again and gestured towards his name tag.

"Ah, Nathan. What a pretty name." She replied in response to his action.

"Thank you." He replied once again in a monotonous voice. He once again reminded her of the cost of her drinks.

She rolled her eyes and nodded, reluctantly giving him the money before taking her drink and leaving.

Nathan served a few more people before she turned up again, clearly more intoxicated than before. He leaned over the counter once again.

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"What can I get you miss?" He asked again

She smirked and leaned closer, a bright blush on her cheeks. Nathan couldn't tell if it was because she was drunk or because of him.

He didn't really care though. He leaned back, uncomfortable being so close to a costumer.

She smirks softly and grabs him by his tie, pulling him back in.

Nathan grabbed his tie softly and tugged it out of her grasp. "Miss, please do not do that."

She rolled her eyes and his time grabbed him by the shirt. "Miss, please stop." He said, starting to get annoyed with her behavior.

This only excited her more. She pulled him closer. "So Nathan, trying to play hard to get?" She mumbled into his ear.

"No. I asked you to please stop." He said once again, trying to pull away.

At this point, the scene had caught the attention of a few other people in the bar. A few customers, a few workers. Yet, nobody did anything, they all just watched it unfold.

"Aw, how cute. He thinks saying please will do something for him."

"Fine. I'm done being nice. Get the hell off me."

She just smirked more.

"Getting feisty now are we?"

"Let me go before I spit in your face and make all that makeup melt right off."

At that comment she gasped, taking her free hand and using it to smack him.

Nathan winced at her actions as she pulled him closer.

"Insult me one more time you cunt, I fucking dare you."

"You like nice Me better? Yeah, that's what I thought."

She growled softly and smacked him again. He winced for a moment before keeping his promise and spitting in her face.

She gasps loudly and let go of him and she wiped the spit out of her eyes.

"Oh now you asked for it." She leaned forward and attempted to grab him again, only to be pulled back by another girl.

"Kenzie, stop it. Let's just go already." The girl said.

Who Nathan now knew was Kenzie, reluctantly nodded and left with her friend. Finally.