One and a half year ago
"Inn if you don't get drunk tonight we are breaking up girl" James yells pulling me towards the dance floor in the club. Even before I could reply he got busy flirting with the other guys. James, one of my closest friends I ever made after moving from my hometown. I still remember what he told me when I met him for the first time. I was at my lowest, almost ready to give up and move back to my hometown when he said " if you don't fail that means you're not even trying. Failure is a necessity in the long run of victory."
" I'm so sure next time they won't allow us to enter because of that dumbass" " I'll have to look for another bar next time" Stefan, another friend of mine said, sighing out a long breath.
" c'mon let him enjoy it before he gets thrown out." I said, smirking.
"It's Thursday right? That means I'm getting a hell lot of drunk."
"No, no Inn has to get drunk tonight so Mr. Stefan you are on duty tonight." James yells, putting his hand around our shoulders which almost freaked us out.
" But it was her turn today," Stefan opposed..
" bruh I told you SHE IS GETTING DRUNK TONIGHT. Her day was fucked up today so she got to let it out."
" Oh I heard about it during my lunch break and I don't think I need to say from whom," Stefan said, looking towards James.
" bitch I told you because I didn't want you to bring this shit out in front of her which is what you are doing now. Dumbass." James said looking straight into Stefan's eyes which sort of made him scared. And before Stefan opened his mouth to say something else I cut him and said, " James, I am really alright. I know you're worried but I'm good. Don't you remember what you said to me when we met for the first time? Failure is a necessity."
James looked at me being annoyed. He said, " honey I told you that because you failed in your work but now you failed in your freaking love life, darling."
Stefan interrupted " hey!! That's so mean, it wasn't her fault that that bastard cheated on her."
" It is her fault. I told her long ago that he had some issues, but she was so damn madly in love with him that she thought I was crushing over her guy. Now see what the consequences are." I wanted to say something but didn't give me a chance and continued, "and if you don't take a freaking revenge on him and bring him to his knees we are not talking anymore. And I am damn serious."
" What's the point of wasting time on that bastard? He doesn't deserve our time. Leave it James.`` I said as I didn't have any courage to face Matthew again.
" No. whatever I said I mean it and you know that too. So stop finding any excuses to run away. You are doing it and I'll make you do it." James said, sounding firm in his last words.
" okay but what do you want me to do. Like go and stab him and that girl till their last breath."
" Uhh that will be too cruel, I mean for you as you'll be going to jail afterwards. So …"
C'mon she is just giving a glib talk." Stefan said, interrupting James.
" She can. I can guarantee that she can. So don't think that it's some glib talk." James replied, looking towards me. I didn't say anything and acted as if I didn't hear him because he was right, that moment I won't even think twice before going to his apartment to kill him."
"Uhh I don't know you two are too confusing." Stefan said
James, facing the bartender, "give me the strongest drink ever for this depressed lady here" pointing towards me.
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"We've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"
Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer was playing in the club then, James was still on the dance floor, still hadn't been kicked out yet. Probably the very first bar where he wasn't kicked out this late. Stefan passed out and it's almost been half an hour. I called him " Stefan, I'm going to the washroom room, don't go anywhere I don't have the energy to find you in this crowd, okay?" I asked again " did you understand?"
Stefan showed me a thumbs up without opening his eyes. I walked towards the washroom while looking over for James but he was no way around.
We have been going to clubs three times a week since the day we three met for the first time. And it's always been the three of us only. I met Stefan through James and I honestly don't remember how we became friends it just we clicked and now we three are the best buddies. James gay, I am straight and Stefan? It's still a mystery, probably a asexual , like (Sorry I'm an anti-romantic). We have this rule among the three of us that one will never get too drunk while the other two can drown in alcohol, passed out or what not. And the one who was not drunk would take the other two home and this time it was my turn.
Reaching the washroom it was way too crowded. The urge to pee while puking proves you are in the club of New York. I somehow went inside through the crowd and got into one. The sink was unisexual and surprisingly it wasn't crowded at all and almost no one was there. There was just one man washing his face and probably trying to throw up. I wash my hands beside him and can feel he'll almost pass out. I looked at him through the corner of my eyes, someone probably in their mid twenties. Tall , broad shoulders, his face is scarred and thick around the nose, his black hair shines and hangs in his eyes. He wore a black jeans and a grey Crew Neck Short Sleeve T-Shirt over which a black dyed field jacket. Even without looking at his face properly I could say that he is handsome.
"Are you done with staring, miss stranger?" he said looking at me through the mirror with half closed eyes, hairs wet, heavy breathing. "Well a lot of people stare at me though so I don't mind you enjoying the view."
His words made me rage out in anger, my cheeks were turning red, I wasn't sure if I was shy or just angry.
I said "the last thing I would like to enjoy now is to see someone throwing in the sink. Gross" I turned around and started to walk away when he grabbed my hands pushing me onto the wall, facing him and he was just a foot away from me enough to feel his breathing. " I would be very happy to believe in those words of yours but your eyes are saying something else, miss" " ugh are you drunk or you're blushing cause your cheeks are so red.
I wanna have them" he said, smirking at me.
My anger rose up to my body, what on the earth does he think he is that everyone will fall for him.
But you have already fallen for him. Something inside me said it. Oh no mini me is awake.
(to be continued)