The woman of the night, the light of the night, the woman whose sight lone breathed life into me. This woman was alone, yet not alone. She was with a guy who was 6'2 tall and with a well-built body. That was not what caught my eye though. The loud slap on her beautiful cheeks that echoed outside was what had my attention and even some of the liquor in me wore out. I could have sworn there were marks on her cheeks after that.
Who even slaps a woman in this generation? The tall idiot in the night obviously and I felt bad for the beautiful one. I'm not sure if that is what drove me to do the stupidest thing in the night but her beauty and stature definitely had something to do with it.
So I marched over to where she was to save her from the monster beside her. But before I reached, I overheard snippets of their conversation.
"Cheated..with Reyna..rich..gold digger..hate you,..SHUT UP and slap."
Ouch, that must have really stung miss beautiful. I wanted to make out what they were saying, so I hid behind the nearest wall and focused on them.
"You know Lia, if you weren't so uptight I wouldn't have cheated on you. All you had to do was spread your legs and have me my release. Besides I'm a good fvck, I know you've heard it from all those bitches you call friends."
"Sniffle..so you left because I valued my dignity because I'm not like all the girls you've had before?..sniffle."
"No, actually I did not leave, I'm here to finish what we started."
"And what would be that dearest Crius, considering you have already had your release huh?"
"Actually, dearest Lia, I'm here for your sweet little tight p#ssy. And it's not just me today, the guys are coming too. Oh honey, today we gon' rip and fvck you till you won't move for weeks or so."
My first thought was, what the heck? So these things actually do happen and this couple really values sarcasm. And why was Reyna involved in this? I swear that girl really could not get enough of men, it's sad.
As I was still contemplating what next, I saw a van pull up and five guys all heavily built came off of it towards miss beautiful, who I had now known to be Lia.
"Yo, Crius, seems like the fun is about to begin huh."
"She looks so yummy."
"It's been long since I had a good release."
"I think I'll go first."
"C'mon man, I'm the biggest."
"You have fun, I'll be watching you boys," said Crius.
Oh boy, I was about to witness a gang assault, to top it all, I was wasted. I needed someone to help me here, so I texted Ryan and the drivers. I wasn't sure they received the messages but they would catch up with my drunk self in the fight for justice. It sounded funny saying that in my head that I loudly snorted, totally unawares.
And the attention shifted to me.
Not ever in my twenty-three years did I think of fighting drunk, but the courage was overwhelming. And I went towards them all drunk commando. I had a nagging feeling that if I survived this, Lexi would tie me to the bedroom door for weeks. Yes, my sister has weird punishments, and yes, she has tried them all on me so I know what will happen and when. That's the problem of having a sister who is thirty seconds older than you.
The first blow on my cheek had me cringing.
"My poor beautiful face. C'mon dude, not the face." And they burst into laughter.
"Yo, this drunk momma's boy obviously thinks we care after he ruined our party."
Where was my backup? I knocked on the knee of one of the idiots and that was when miss beautiful got up in a fighting stance.
"Damn, she looks hot like that." Stupid subconscious wouldn't shut up.
So we fought and luckily for us when my backup came, miss beautiful and I was almost worn out and the party was fun. The blows exchanged, and Ryan really did a number on those guys. I pitied them even in my drunken state because they were being thrashed mercilessly and the best part of it was that no security would get here to stop him.
The security officer has passed like there was nothing wrong with a huge guy beating up five guys like they were dolls being thrown into the pool. It was exciting, the thrill of it was amazing until I got my own dose from the thrashed dolls.
You ever slapped someone's head really hard thinking it was his cheek then you find yourself giggling only to be shut up by a kick to the guts. You don't want to try that because if you want to know hell, what I felt that night was hell. Pride aside, I felt like I had been run over a hundred times and my mind was beginning to get fuzzy even with the tiny bits of alcohol that had left my system during the encounter.
It was horrible if you ask me, but we are never talking about that night ever again. That night I had my ego really bruised but at least miss beautiful was safe. Even after the guys had been beaten to a pulp, she still wanted a taste of their agony. Absolute turn on I tell you, ha. Ryan dragged me to the car as miss beautiful was cared for by Lexi. And I fell asleep.
Immediately, I guess I was drained and drunk. I don't remember what transpired for the rest of the night, only woke up really hungover. I remember heading to the kitchen in just my boxer briefs that morning and finding miss beautiful preparing breakfast. She screamed so loud I almost thought there was a burglar around.
My extremely hung-over self, played the protector only for her screams to increase and everyone woke up. Ryan came with a baseball bat, dressed just like I was and only Lexi was almost decent enough.
The reaction on Miss beautiful's face was priceless.
We did not know what was wrong till she said we were too underdressed and here I thought she was admiring my abs. Everyone muttered their apologies and sought decency.
Miss beautiful was really beautiful