The Last Sip

3

11.30 pm

Open my car door, I approach Alan's car as he slides his window. His eyes can't lie if he is sleepy, but he sets smile yet.

"I grateful can acquainted you." I pat his shoulder.

"Me too. Take care of yourself." He touches my hands as I nod.

"Nice to meet you. Byee!!" Waving my hands across him. He waves me back as his car carefully leave me alone in night's darkness.

Parking my city car, I relief a bad day changing into a joyful day. I smile as remebering the moment when we shared our life as burden abruptly release. And the restaurant bring back memories. My parent's existence affected me a lot. When they are gone everything became sorrow. I had no one, until I met Ian.

Should I assumed he never sleep with her? And back to him again? Pretending nothing happend?

Entering my apartment lifelessly. Turn on lamp as shock by Ian's figure right in front of me.

"Ian? What are you doing here? Break into girl house!?" Inquiring how can he still keeps my apartment's duplicate key, We make promised to believe each other,
entering each other abode without any duplicate key.

"I thought you threw them in the river! You lie to me!" I push him roughly.

"Listen. I tried to protect you." He tries to explain. Then I reek alcohol. "And I'm not sneak into stranger's premises but girlfriend's!" Corrects him and I send him a  rolling eyes.

Lying my coat on the coach as face him. "How long have you been here? And why you drink? I told you alcohol never good for mental health since you're lawyer and detective."

Ian smirks. "You care huh? I know you do.  Do you miss me? Let me know from your own mouth you have done mistakes."

Stiffened. I stay quiet.

"You never mean towards our broke up, right?" Ian exclaims as nudging my head to look at him. His fingers scrub my wick face. Suddenly I swoon.

I shake my head slowly. "No, I mean it."

His face turns tense little while as slaps me.

Glaring, I just quite. Froze.

My shoulder shudder and my eyes watered. But I merely brush my burn skin, I stare against ground, ain't bold to face him.

Ian plucks up my hair, I yelp in pain.

"You're lifeless shit. Look at you just crying in front of your white knight." Ian chuckles. "My baby turn twenty and leave me, run to another guy. Do you have daddy little lils? How much he pay you!? bucks!? Milionth dollar!? You graduate to be a daddy's gold digger!?"

Now I slap him back as he turns me in disbelief. "Jerk! How can you say those bullshit to me!? How do you see me on your eyes!?Just a slut !? Same way as you see Nicole!?"

I wish he'd dissapear from this world as control my life without any pointless advice from him.

"Of course not! She is just a whore, who stumbled into my legs." His eyes flickering in rage. "What about you who is that guy!?"

I randomize my hair frustration.
"Which one!?"

Ian touches his red skin as strides closer until his fevering breath fanned my cheeks. "Piece of shit! Stop being dumb, I saw him from that window," he directs his index finger to window that leads into the pathway. "Who is he!?"

"I don't have an idea what are you talking about!?" I cry him out.

"I ask you who is he!? Are you dumb!?" He yells.