Save me from myself

Tempting Ink

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A week went by, she worked most of the nights and went to some parties. That Ronnie-guy had crossed her mind some times. At Friday night she was working again when the same group came in, marching towards the same place.

"Hey." he said, already drunk.

"Hey. What can I get you?" Sam asked politely.

"2 meters of tequila." he said throwing the card on the counter and glanced at her "Take one for yourself, too." She served the drinks, singing some lyrics and dancing and poured out one for her too.

"Cheers." Ronnie said and raised his shot to clink with her. "What are we drinking for?" she asked curious.

"Success." he said looking the shot like he was searching some truth from it and downed it. He went back to his group and she finished pouring out the tequila and served these to their table. Nobody said anything, they talked and laughed, Ronnie was staring her over the girls that were sitting on his both sides, talking over him, making him annoyed. She walked back thinking about all the diseases he could have, probably not caring who he fucks and how. She rolled her eyes, annoyed and said to her co-worker "I'm going for a smoke." She stepped outside and lit a smoke, scrolling her phone.

Suddenly someone startled her by walking around the corner and coming towards her.

"You have light?" Ronnie asked.

"Um, yeah." she said and gave the lighter to him. He looked at her while lighting his cigarette, his head tilted on the side, revealing his neck tattoos.

"Nice ink." she said.

"Yeah." he said pleased "I plan some more. Here."

"Cool." she said looking at him pointing on his shoulder.

"You have any?" he asked curious, glancing at her body.

"In here." she put her hand on her side.

"Show me." Ronnie demanded, his hand already on her side, searching a way under her top.

"I'm not showing it to some stranger." she said, trying to get his hand away from him, making him pull away his arm.

"My bad." he said cocky "Ronnie. Radke." He was waiting for her reaction but there wasn't any, only her saying "Sam." He was intrigued by her behaviour, because she was the first girl not to jump on him or hyperventilating. He wanted more, so he reached out his hand, asking "Sam? Just Sam? Like..."

"Samantha." she said, her hand still in his.

"Is Ronnie from...?" she wanted to know when he cut her off "Just Ronnie."

"Okay, just Ronnie." she said coming out of her moment and tried to free her hand "If you could just..." He let go her hand and started to walk away. He turned to face her, walking backgrounds "See you around." and took the last drag, flying his cigarette stub to the street. She finished hers and went inside. As soon as she went behind the bar counter, her eyes looked for him. He was nowhere to be found and she was hit by a wave of regret that he had left. Suddenly he walked out of the toilets, right pass her. As soon as the chicks saw him, they shrieked out his name. He sat on his usual place, pleased look on his face when his eyes were looking for her.