"She's back? No, it can't be. If it's really her then I have to avoid her at all cost…" Daniel thought to himself, placing the glass of wine between his lips. "Daniel, Daniel…" Bruce called out, but it seemed Daniel had gone into a deep trance.
"Yo, I'm going to bring the car around, so we can head somewhere else…" Bruce said, seeing that Daniel wasn't responding to him. He tapped Daniel on the shoulder and immediately left.
It wasn't until a second later that Daniel felt the tap on his shoulder. "Hey Bruce where are you going?" he asked, quickly turning around, but Bruce had already disappeared into the crowd. "Shhh… Now I'm in trouble…" Daniel said. Turning back to Emma.
He had the option to get up and leave, but something inside him wasn't letting him. Something in his heart wanted Emma to turn in his direction.
As luck would have it, she did. Daniel quickly returned his gaze to the counter and clenched his tumbler tightly.
Emma's cheeks burned as she noticed Daniel was staring at her, she quickly turned back to the counter, and thought to herself, "Oh my, He's really cute."
She placed her palms on her cheeks, and slapped them repeatedly, saying in her head, "What are you thinking Emma? You just got out of a relationship. Right now, Boys-bad! I have to avoid talking to him at all costs."
"If I ever get close to her something bad will happen. I better get up and leave now." Daniel thought to himself. Then got up from the stool he sat on.
"He's leaving?" Emma asked herself, surprised as a part of her wanted him to stay badly.
Suddenly, a very muscular man in a black suit walked in front of Emma, saying, "Hey there beautiful."
Emma, a little nervous, replied, "Hi…" then said in her head, "What's taking Nicole so long?"
"Would you like to dance with me?" The strange man asked, "Umm no, I'm here with someone, sorry." Emma replied. "You're here with someone? My name is Big-don, and I'm one of the big spenders at this club, therefore I can have any girl I want, anytime I want, so get off that ass of yours and shake it for me…" He said, grabbing Emma's hand.
With impulse, Emma sent her left palm at his right cheek, turning his face towards the left. Big-don laughed, turned his face back to Emma, and pulled on her wrist again.
This time, Emma got angry. She grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it on his head. Scattering broken glass, and red wine all over the floor.
Daniel, who stood among the crowd, watched the commotion, and confirmed, "Yup, that's Emma alright…"
"ANYBODY WHO THINKS THEY CAN MISHANDLE ME JUST BECAUSE I'M A WOMAN IS HIGHLY MISTAKEN!" Emma yelled, pointing the remaining half of the broken bottle at Don, who laid on the ground, unconscious.
As she said this, Some other men who also wore black suits pulled out revolvers and pointed them toward her. Emma immediately raised her hands, and dropped the bottle, saying, "Sorry…"
They all cocked their guns and got ready to fire. But just as they were about to pull their triggers, Daniel jumped in, yelling "Whoa, whoa, whoa, gentlemen. Please, she's only a young lady, you can't go pulling a gun on something so beautiful and fragile now, can you?"
"What are you doing?" Emma whispered behind Daniel, and he replied, "Don't worry, I got this…"
As he said this, one of the men pulled his trigger, shooting Daniel in the chest. As the bullet penetrated, he fell to the ground, dead.
Emma gasped and stepped back. "What! What did you do that for?" One of the suited men asked the man who shot his gun, and he replied with a smug look, "I don't like pretend heroes, he was starting to get on my nerves."
The men turned back to Emma and raised their guns again. Emma went on her knees and raised her palms, begging for her life.
"Ughhh, that stung so much…" Daniel suddenly said, getting up from where he laid. He stood up straight and leaned forward to pick up a piece of glass that laid on the ground.
"What in the hell! How did you…?" The suited man with a gun in his hand asked, looking like he had seen a ghost. Daniel laughed, and replied, "There's something called luck, you know?" Then said, turning to Emma, who had confusion written all over her face, "Close your eyes…"
*******
Bruce brought his car in front of the club and picked up his phone to call Daniel. As he did, one of the gunmen burst through the glass doors, flying towards his car at wind speed. He collided with Bruce's car, bleeding profusely from his throat.
"What the hell?" Bruce exclaimed, then got down from the car. On seeing the dead man laying at the fore wheel, he picked up a gun in his car and rushed back into the building.
He got into the building, holding his gun tightly in his hand, and got ready to shoot whoever he saw as an enemy.
As he got to the part of the club where Daniel and Emma were, he found dead bodies scattered all over the dance floor, and Daniel standing in the middle with a piece of glass in his right hand, completely covered in blood.
"Hey, Bruce…" Daniel said with a smile.
*****
"I am definitely not taking you to a club again Emma! You almost got killed? Common." Nicole quarreled as she pulled Emma toward a taxi cab.
Daniel and Bruce watched from afar, as the cab drove off. "Well dude, you have definitely outdone yourself tonight, but now we have a lot of dead bodies in the club…" Bruce said, then thought for a moment, "Why hasn't the police arrived anyway? I thought someone would have reported this by now."
Daniel thought for a moment, and realized, "Because it's their doing, every time I try to get too close to Emma, chances are she might get killed. My curse hasn't been broken…"
"What was that?" Bruce asked as he couldn't hear Daniels mumbling, "Oh nothing, the police probably don't care about deaths that happen at illegal clubs anyway so…" Daniel said, laughing nervously.
******
"Did you see that guy? He literally took a bullet to his chest, and survived it! It was so cool." Emma said, placing her left palm on her head. "You were probably hallucinating because of the loud noise, there's no way he took out 10 fully grown men with revolvers all on his own."
"Is that possible?" Emma asked, "What?" Nicole asked back, and Emma replied, "Hallucination caused by loud noise."
"I don't know, probably. What I know is that you and clubs are a no-no, you broke a man's head with a freaking wine bottle, what's up with that?" Nicole said, feeling a little scared of the person that sat beside her.
"Common, he was asking for it." Emma defended.
They were still both in the cab, heading back to Emma's house. Emma watched the buildings and street lights in the city as they passed by, and the only thing on her mind was the face of her hero— "Crap! I don't know his name…"
*******
"Ughh… That meeting was so hectic, I'm just glad the board of directors liked the design I presented, they said it would be the next big thing or whatever…" Daniel said, sipping on his cup of hot cocoa. Both he and Bruce were in a cafe, during lunch.
"Well, the dress was really beautiful, and considering the fact that you recently almost got killed in a gang fight, you really deserve this breakthrough," Bruce said, mixing his cup of coffee with a teaspoon.
Daniel had successfully made Bruce believe the incident that happened that night at the club was the doing of another gang that had issues with the club owners, and he only picked up that piece of glass when he walked in. Bruce believed him because he trusted Daniel so much.
Daniel got up from where he sat, saying, "I have to go, I'm late for something…"
"What? But lunch isn't over yet…" Bruce said, and Daniel walked away without replying.
As he got to the entrance to the cafe, he came across a lady. She wore a black leather coat, and dark shades, and carried a long black staff which had a golden handle. "You've met her haven't you?" The lady asked suddenly, and Daniel stopped. "What do you want?" he asked.
"I'm only here to pass a warning from above. Stay as far away from her as possible, or she dies. You are still facing punishment for your crimes, don't get a poor little girl involved in it…" The lady said.
Daniel turned to her, "Listen, lady, I don't care who those faceless buffoons think they are, but mark my words, I will find a way to break this curse sooner or later, that's a promise…"
"Those faceless buffoons put you in the position you are today, and if you are not careful they will not hesitate to make it far worse than it already is. So please, do watch your tongue, GRIFFITH."