"So gross! Mari, were you running this booze for retired well-being?" Michel asked as his eyes were attracted to the girl behind him.
Mari stood while pouring a glass to Michel "no! Some gamble too! Here!" She handed him an A-class glass with a whisky ice into it.
Erica shivered as an old hag ran his fingers on her thighs as she could not restrained herself and jerked off to him. The senses of her was completely knocked out as the thought of being pregnant with her boyfriend made her body stiff to move.
Michel noticed her being uncomfortable as he stood up to get a good glance at her as the way to her became busier with random people. He picked on his nose as he wondered into the crowd and noticed a old man was touching her all over her legs.
Michel could not control the anger build in him as he had a soft corner or rather respect for a young women as he rushed and grabbed the hand of the old men and pushed him back on the bar stool.
Without exchanging any word he dragged Erica without knowing that it was his first night stander who was being humiliated by someone distant of her age.
"What are you doing?" The voice was soft but full of pain.
Michel turned as he pushed her on the wall and her back almost lost the strength to fight back the big concrete wall. Michel was stunned to she the familiar face twice the same day. Her eyes were unable to reach his face in embarrassment.
Michel eyed her as a disbelief convinced him that a girl who was naked this morning and slept on the same bed would never wear all black and covering her plum chest and sharp thighs with a long black gown. He took her chin and pulled in to see her shameful face.
"Aren't you the one...…."
"Sorry, I will leave now." She said with a sharp knife choking her grief to talk more freely as Michel grabbed her hand and pulled her in. So that her back was on his chest as he hugged her.
"Don't say a word. Will you be alright if I lend you one more night and my ear?" Michel lost his mind as he thought that it wasn't a great time to provoke her with the topic earlier in the bar.
Erica felt her eyes was on the verge of watering down her cheeks as she sniffed the sensation of his consolation to her.
He leaned in and whispered softly "were you planning on crying while having you back hugged by a one-night stand on the streets?"
Mari came out with a trash bag as she chewed on her mouth and giggled "oh, what we have here? A sudden disclosure?"
Michel smiled and shook his head and left the tight grip on her and rubbed his hands on both the sides of his pants.
"Well, I will get going." Erica wasn't sure to interfere Michel as she thought to made a run for herself Michel returned a deadly gaze at her making her face hide in frustration.
"Try to run and I will break your legs" Erica thought that Michel was insane or an alcoholic who domineeringly picks on girls.
She choked while asking him "are you drunk?"
Michel raised both of his hand in defeat being a criminal as he shook his head and said "I only touched the sinful glass and left the whisky ice to melt into it."
Erica swallowed as her eyes left the soul and she was soon to doze off when Michel became her servant to carry her to the close hotel of the area.
"I wouldn't say to stop but what exactly are you trying to do?" Liam asked as he raised a brow to her.
Rose quickly stood on her feet and locked the private journal and left the pen on the bed. "Ah. Nothing. Much to say to my aunt so was writing down the exaggerated things life did to me."
Liam laughed into his throat as he brushed his hair and was ready to dig in his portion of breakfast. Rose stood by the window and swallowed the fresh air.
"When I was young I visited a beach like a temple. It was fascinating and I floated into the beach for hours. My grandparents left me there with my aunt for days. So, I thought of the time." Rose said with a soft stiff Smile on her face.
"I can't blame you for thinking. It's my first time visiting the beach with someone." Liam said and sighed with a frown.
"Is it so?" She looked at Liam with a baby face and stepped in and took his towel to dry off the wet hair.
"What will you take to sit quite for a while I'm trying to drive?" Michel shouted to Erica's cry as her stomach was aching with all the sudden movement.
Her face was pale with the pain. Her breath was impulsive, her heart was aching as he drove fast to the edge of radiating fire from driving.
"Mr.? Drop me on the road." She pleaded while rubbing her stomach.
Michel listened to the awful soft voice as he pulled the car in front of the medical store. He quickly turned around and looked at Erica who was crying almost like for an hour pressing her stomach to death.
Michel opened the door and placed his hand on her stomach as she cried more. He held her hand and kissed her forehead as he asked "what's exactly happened to you?"
Her voice was not heard. She threw her words so softly as if she was lip-synching the words she was going to say. Michel leaned to listen as the trembling words came "I am pregnant." His eyes were bloodshot as he knew that it wasn't his child because he didn't sleep with her at all.
He ran to the store as he left her alone in the car. He ran his fingers on the abortion pills section and caught his eyes on a full packet of five as he took a warm water bottle and checked out of the store.