CHAPTER 2: One Night Stand

SARAH-

I don’t know when I fell asleep but saw my bedsheet wet from tears, I wept all night long and there was no one to comfort me. Usually my best friend, Tessa would miraculously call me at such times but today I didn’t hear anything from her. I grabbed my phone and it rang, it was Tessa and I smiled as her name popped on my screen.

“Girl, what took you so long to pick that shit up?” She said and I smiled horribly.

“Oh! Sorry I ran, 0.000000000001 milli-seconds late.” I said and forgot all my worries.

We’ve known each other for years now, she knew my situation and supported me every time. She would stop me while someone would ask me out but I never listened to her and ended up crying every time.

She would never look down on me or make fun of me saying, you should’ve taken my advice but only helped me getting through the hard times.

“I’m going to the salon, you should come. Uh! It’s not a request darling, bye-bye.” She said and hung up.

I didn’t even get the chance to say no, or show my unhappy face. Now, I had to go and God knows what’s gonna happen.

Tessa was about to pick me up and we would to go the salon, I’ve had enough of heart break and was done with my mother’s taunting. I'm done being innocent and naïve and would become the most selfish person on the earth who would only care for just I, me and myself.

I waited for Tessa usually she was always on time but was running late today, it was eighteenth today and I would be paid by my boss’, I worked part-time and would go to college on weekdays. I had to hide from my mother and snuck out early in the morning. I didn’t want her to catch me and I would have to start my day on the off-end.

“Where were you? I've been standing here since morning.” I said as I saw Tessa’s red sports car approaching towards me, perks of being a daughter of a business man.

“I lost track while watching Ninja Hattori.” She said and I knew she was very fond of cartoons but I never knew what she always talked about.

“What? What’s that? I only know Nobita.” I said as I've only seen Doraemon that too when I was a child.

“You know, in which Amara would disguise into an old lady and would fool Hattori, no? Doesn’t ring a bell?” she said again, she didn’t have any intention to stop and was persistent on explaining shit I'm not interested in.

“Stop, stop it. Ugh! My life sucks already.” I yelled as she talked about some random cartoon characters which were only rising my temper up.

She started laughing and I felt rage rushing in my veins. I wanted to punch the shit out of her but I just can’t hit my best friend.

“You can’t punch me, can you? Ha-ha-ha, never mind, today’s expense is on me.” She said and I smiled finally. She was the daughter of a rich businessman and would spend money like they meant nothing.

My mother would treat me nicely only in Tessa’s presence but Tessa was aware of her wickedness so she never fell for my mother’s cheap ticks. I was never friends with her for money, it’s just that she was like an angel to me and would rescue me from every disaster of my life.

“C’mon, let’s fix you inside” she said as stopped the car in front of the salon as we arrived at the destination.

Tessa insisted on my makeover and went outside to buy some clothes for me, everything was set up and my eyes went wide as I saw myself in the mirror. It became difficult for me to recognize myself as I never looked this good, no wonder I got dumped so many times.

My specs were gone and my outfit was on point, people were staring at me in awe as I myself was overwhelmed. Tessa paid her and we walked outside, I finally smiled after the past shitty days I've gone through. Tessa went to buy some drinks and I walked alone on the street.

“Owww” I yelled as I bumped into something while walking and all of my things fell on the floor.

I looked up and a huge man was standing right above my head, I could sense darkness all around him even though he wasn’t doing much. He turned around and smirked at me while continuously gazing at me with his mouth wide open.

“Sorry” I said and started picking my stuff. He pretended to be kind and helped me pick my things up but only gave me creeps.

He was simply staring at me and both of us stood up, I tried to take my things from him but he held onto them firmly, anger rushed in my veins but seeing the number of men surrounding him was terrifying.

“It’s mine, do you want them instead?” I said taunting him and he still chose to stay quiet.

“Sarah? C’mon. Let’s go” I heard Tessa shouting in my direction and I snatched whatever I could from his hands.

“What took you so long?” I ran towards her while keeping everything back into my bag and grabbed a cup of coffee from her hand.

“Who’s that? Tall, dark and handsome? Huh?” she said ridiculing me and I turned around to take a sneak peek.

He was still staring at me and I couldn’t understand what was wrong with him. He was holding my hairpin in his hands but I didn’t have the gut to go back and ask him for it, also I have the other one with me so that’s not an issue.

“I bumped into him, nothing else. Let’s go” I said and started walking.

“He’s smart though, don’t you think?” she said and gave me an evil laugh.

“No, he’s not. Don’t you see his bodyguard, he looks like a mafia.” I said while taking a sip, I used to love the Starbuck’s Hazelnut Bianco Latte and Tessa always knew what I favored.

We walked while talking what happened and she comforted with the best way possible, I didn’t tell her the incident where I kept my head on a stranger’s shoulder and he literally hugged me. She would’ve beaten the shit out of me. We sat in the car and it started to get dark.

“Let’s go to Holding’s wings.” Tessa suggested and I nodded in acceptance.

‘Holding’s wings’ was the famous bar across Delhi, we weren’t regular, but would go there some time, it was said that the mafia, Bar holding was the owner of the pub and people feared that man. The Holding’s were the known mafia and they lived as per their wish. I didn’t know about them a lot, but knew the basics and wasn’t interested much either.

We drove off and stopped in front of the bar. I for once felt confident about myself and stepped inside. We were giggling over nothing and walked inside. We drank a couple of drinks and moved onto the dance floor.

I wasn’t drunk yet and could see everything clearly, my phone rang and I saw my mother’s text to rush back home. I didn’t want to go or else she would beat me terrifically as she hasn’t received the money yet. That’s the reason I can think of, it’s not that she is worried for me.

I went to the bartender and ordered loads of vodka. Tessa was dancing with someone but who cares if she was having fun, I drank another shot of vodka. It was definitely helping and I was gradually losing my senses.

I drank shot after shot until my head started spinning, I went towards the dance floor and started dancing. I could hear people hooting for me, I knew how to dance and losing myself in alcohol only improved my moves. A huge crowd was gathered around me and I could feel boys touching my body.

I felt uncomfortable but didn’t have the strength to push them, I felt someone grabbing my hand and led me out of the crowd. I tried to resist but he had gripped his hand firmly and it became impossible to free myself.

“Leave me alone.” I yelled in a drunk voice and opened my eyes. He seemed familiar but I couldn’t remember where have I seen him. I tried to focus on his face and started touching his eyes and lips while he was standing still without letting me go.

“What were you doing? Didn’t you see the number of men walled around you?” he seemed angry and frustrated at me for some reason but I busy remembering who he was.

“I’ve seen you somewhere. Who are you? Where have I seen you?” I said again analyzing his feature and clung onto him. My fingers were on his face feeling what he looked like while my other hand was on his shoulder and I could feel the closeness between us.

“I was able to recognize you even after such a drastic change, but you are just too dumb.” He said and pressed his finger on my forehead to push me away from him.

“Huh? You like it, you know my friend over there told me to have a make-over and I became beautiful. Now, no one would ever dump me.” I said while finding Tessa in the crowd and again went closer to him.

“Why did you drink so much? You can’t even stand straight, what if someone takes advantage of you?” he said, while grabbing my hand. His voice was familiar but I couldn’t recall where have I seen him. The alcohol gets the best of me.

“No, I trust you…… you won’t let anyone do anything to me.” I said and smiled at him.

“Is that so?” he was shocked at first but finally spoke, he grabbed my hand and threw me in the crowd. I could again feel several hands on my body while he was simply staring at me.

I was dizzy and couldn’t think clearly as everything seemed blur and my body was only feeling uncomfortable seeing so many men around me. I felt tears dripping from my eyes and I shouted in irritation, I wasn’t leading anyone on but was crowded in the middle of hungry animals.

I looked at him and he wasn’t breaking the eye contact either, he was standing like a puppet who threw me into the fire. I felt my hands rising up and I punched one man out of frustration. I still wasn’t avoiding his eyes while I managed to stand up but got lead down again.

He finally strolled towards me, and glared at all men grabbing my hand and lead me out of the crowd, I wasn’t impressed because he the one who put me into that situation in the first place. Everyone scattered around as they saw him in anger and minded their own business, they might know who he is or were scared of him.

“Ugh, what a pain in the ass.” He said while taking me upstairs. He opened the door and we walked inside, I was shocked and couldn’t act until I got conscious enough and jerked his hand off.

“Leave me, don’t act like a saint now. I’m glad I don’t remember you.” I yelled at him and walked away from him. I guess he was the one I bumped into, early in the morning as I got the same creepy vibes.

“I just showed you the reality, where you can’t trust anyone.” He said and took a step in my direction.

“Why bother pulling me out of that mess then?” I said and walked another step away from him.

“Maybe because, I want something from you.” he said and took another step at me. I could feel where this was going and saw sweat trickling from my forehead.

“Just let me go.” I said and moved backwards, my back hit the wall and knew I've reached the dead end. I could run from this place and was too drunk to fight him. I saw this guy and remembered the darkness which was terrifying and I didn’t want to be with him another second.

“I haven’t even held you yet.” He said and got exceptionally close to me.

I could feel his scent and it felt similar, he wasn’t the guy I bumped into today but the guy whom I hugged yesterday. His calm scent dropped the fear rushing inside of me and I recalled what he looked like. I was slowly getting into my senses as his body got even closer to mine.

“You’re the guy, who hugged me yesterday.” I said while looking into his eyes and he finally moved back and sat on the bed with his legs crossed.

“You hugged me first, to be more precise.” He said and smirked at me. My mind hindered and was all over the placed as I smelled his scent and walked towards him.

“You’re still a jerk and I hate you for what you did.” I said while roaming around and stopped when I found a bottle of whiskey lying on the table.

“For embracing you or for taking you out of that crowd?” He said while checking me out.

“Maniac.” I said while sitting next to him and taking a sip from the bottle.

“Haven’t you had enough?” he said and snatched the bottle from my hand. He didn’t hesitate for a bit and drank it without minding me.

“That’s mine.” I said trying to snatch it back from him but he was too determined and didn’t want me to drink anymore.

“You’ve had enough, just go home.” He said while taking another sip of it. The whiskey never felt so tempting but now, I could even die for it.

I grabbed his ear and pinched him harder, I didn’t care what was his personality like, was he rude or serious and egocentric, it didn’t matter as I just wanted that bottle from him.

“Aww! Okay! Okay! I give up.” He said while raising his hands in the air and I thought he finally gave up. But instead drank another sip mocking me.

“Huh? You---” I got angry as he drank my whiskey and I sat on his lap and kissed him. He couldn’t gulp it down yet and I sucked it out of his mouth into mine. He was dumbfounded seeing me on top of him but I didn’t stop.

“Gross.” He said and pushed me away from him. I was looking at him while wiping my mouth and we didn’t break the eye contact.

We were continuously looking at each other and I gulped the remaining alcohol down and licked my lips lustfully. I don’t know what I was doing or why was I seducing him but I wanted him to endeavor me and I could feel him coming in my direction. I wanted to forget it all, all that I've been going though, all those break-ups and the taunting of my mom. The pain of getting dump again and again and getting cheated on frequently. No one could break me into pieces if there would be no strings attached.

He came close to me and I sense the sexual tension arising, he looked me in the eyes and then gazed at my lips as I bit them in nervousness. I could see the apprehension in his eyes of wanting it too. He leaned on and I was never this silent, I felt my heart pacing and my eyes stopped at his red lips. I could feel his breath as he got close to me and his hands covering my waist. He touched my lips and sucked onto them harder. I closed my eyes in no time as I felt his lips touching mine. He looked at me again asking for the permission and I nodded. He grabbed my waist firmly and pulled me closer to his body.

He started kissing me and I was going insane every time he would bite my lips. I wrapped my hands around his shoulder but soon he parted them and started kissing my neck, I covered my mouth with my hands to suppress my moans and closed my eyes. I felt goosebumps by his touch and he whispered in my ear and I didn’t care where the bottle was but focused on his hands going down.

“I want to hear you moan. Remove your hands.”