IRREPLACEABLE.

skepticism.

Flashback (continuation)

Oliver Parker's POV

My hands are steady on the steering wheel. I've driven a few meters from  our house when I hear a savage groan of something in pain.
Immediately, I land on the break and my jeep comes to a screeching halt.

When I open the door, I see Jensen, my dog, lying in too much of his own blood.
His eyes are wide open but lifeless.

Simultaneously, my headache doubles.
I'm now in my worst moods. Here is my father trying to push me into something that I ain't interested in plus my dog is dead.

Isn't it mazing !

When I get back into the car, I yell at the top of my lungs as I drive at a high speed.

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I don't know for how long I've been driving with instances of deadly overtaking and miscalculated turns when I decide to pull over and stop the engine without even considering where I am.

It takes me time to realize the sentimental music being played in the building next to my car.
I look through the windscreen to see that I'm parking right in front of the famous Caribbean bar in the country.
I realize and conclude that I need to relax by drinking some champagne and doing some dancing.
That being the idea, I leave the car and walk towards the entrance.

There's menace board guards all over the place. It is as if the chief minister is visiting.

The air is contaminated with alcoholic stench, cigarettes smoke and who knows what other substances.

I can see a bartender being intimidated by a stripper at a table and like a coward he retreats and back off.

I take place at a table and soon, a cocktail bartender comes to pick my order.

The beer is served. I take a few glasses until I begin to feel the alcoholic buzz.

*****

I feel exited as I walk to the washrooms to relieve myself. After I go, I open the door and as I step out, I run smack somebody.

Its a girl.

The first thing I notice is her silver cross and then her glossy lips.

"I'm sorry," she snaps.
"Cool...," I say.
She's completely sexy if I'd say. Her mocha skin is dazzling in the lights.
I walk past her but she turns her head towards me the same way I guess I'm doing.

Its as if she cant get enough of me.
The vice versa is also true.

I leave the coed toilet thinking about the whole thing... no it's her actually.

When I take an extra half a glass of champagne at the table, I automatically forget about the incidence and her.

The disc jockey plays one of my favourite song and I can't help but stand up and move to the dance floor.

I look into my phone on the way and I notice a few missed calls from Hannah, my girlfriend and my sister. I ignore them.

I put my phone on flight mode as soon as I step on the dance floor and slide it in my pants.

I begin to dance to the rhythm.
Suddenly, the girl with the glossy lips appears and she's putting a smile on.

"Wanna dance a little boy?" She offers.
"Oh yeah," I snap.

She gives me her hand and she turns over her body moving her booty dangerously with instances where she bends over.

I lost myself on her.

"Its only for tonight," I had thought and convinced myself over and over.

We grinded onto one another and shared champagne together.
We exchanged pleasantries and I was happy she was not in a position to date me....well i didn't ask her if we could, she just just said it i guess just to forewarn in case I had that idea

Her name was Maya.

She said she was also kind of cheating on her man when I told her I had a girlfriend.

We had joy, we had fun, we even kissed a lot but we had no sex. I had the 'good sense' to overstep that despite her extremely naughty acts.

*****

I'm awaken by the sound of the bloom working on the rough concrete floor.
Its the workers cleaning up yesterday's mess.
Maya was fast asleep beside me at the couch.
Not bothering to wake her up , I walk outside the bar and as I head to my car, I hear what seem like Maya's heels producing a pop sound as she step on the floor in my trail.

I look back and sure enough, it is her.

"Shame on you. You can't even care to say you're leaving. I hope I'll see you soon Oliver. Forget last night's bullshit, I am completely single." She says.

I'm without a word. I would love to know her better but the foundation between me and Hannah is so strong.

I'm out of my mind when she leans and kiss me.

Sure enough I kiss her back when she put her lips on mine. I will never get enough of her glossy lips.

She then put a card in my pocket. It should be her address I guess.

I force a smile and as she goes to the parking and is tucked in some luxurious car. She turn it on as I can hear its engine chugging, then she drives away.

As I turn to board my car, I see Pinky and Hannah hand in hand staring at me from a distance.

I'm shocked in astonishment.

They must've used the car tracker to find me,I didn't recall to tamper with it.

As pinky quickly comes towards me, Hannah runs away weeping.

I want to run after her but Pinky catch my hand saying, "There's no need, she saw everything. "

Oh no, I don't want to believe she saw all that had occurred.

" Where were you? Your phone was off," this is Pinky.

"Why were you guys looking for me ?"

"Dad is badly injured."

"What?"
I can't believe any of this miseries.

I never knew that I'd hate alcohol with passion thereafter.

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