14 CHAPTER 14
Red was the color that painted Irina's face and chest at the moment.
Of course. He'd give her a rendez-vous and not bother flirting with other women while waiting for her.
She remembered the words from last night.
City Square. 6pm.
She looked at her watch from where she stood at the door of the restaurant.
6:05pm.
The bus had been five minutes late, reason for her tardiness. But she could see now that he didn't bother waiting for her and decided he'd lure other women.
Cunning bastard.
Turning on her blue silletoe heels, head lifted up, she strode out proudly mentally cussing herself for spending almost all day at the spa, to prepare for this date.
Once the cool air hit her face, she realised she wasn't going to waste away her evening like that, especially looking so gorgeous.
She was glad she bought enough cash, that could possibly buy her some shots at Binge, the new club which just opened and was just five blocks away.
Perfect. She'd drink the night away.
*Four hours and a countless number of shots later*
"You know..." Irina slurred looking heaven ward. "...this God is a great God."
Then she looked at the stranger infront of her and smiled.
"... he showed me the kind of man of was absolutely trying to avoid before I could get into his trap.."
The man just smiled at her, a smile she would have definitely found creepy if not for the fact she was drunk.
"Awww, you have cute dimples, you're cute, you look like Mr. Cuddles. My teddy bear.- 'Hiccup'- oops, sorry, looks like you."
"Hmm. We've done enough talking, why don't we- " he trailed off rounding her chair and standing too close to her for her comfort, even if she was drunk.
"- do less talking " he said now trailing kisses on her neck making her feel dirty.
"Hey. Don't touch me " She said now feeling sobriety kick in.
She tried pushing him away but he didn't get the hint.
The fight was getting violent. He was forcing himself on her.
No. This is not how things were supposed to go.
She jabbed him in the ribs making him tumble away in pain, which gave her time to grab her clutch and make a run for it.
The cool air hit her face, making her more sober, but certainly not sober enough to handle walking stably.
She took out her phone and called a taxi but the nearest taxi stop was in front of City square.
So she walked down the five blocks with great effort. She was about to walk past the last alley when a shady figure appeared from the end of it.
Danger. Her mind screamed.
"Going somewhere, beautiful?" She recognised all too well. The man from the club.
DANGER.
"Oh. Umm. Good sir. I was heading to my home now, my mom must be worried sick." , she said the adrenaline in her blood working magic to sober her up.
Lies. She'd told her mothers not to wait up for her.
"Hmmm. But I don't remember us talking about your mom, right?"
He said now stepping into her personal space making her back away awkwardly.
"We were talking about, cuddling... now Why don't you come and cuddle with me."
Like Sofia, Irina had a low tolerance for alcohol stenched breaths.
"N- no really. Mom is waiting" She said mentally face-plaming for the slip of her voice, but nearly died when her back hit the wall.
"Hmm." he said pressing his lips on her neck.
"L-let me go. Please "
He withdrew and looked at her with a creepy smile.
"Never."
She started hitting his chest, but he was too strong. He took both her hands in one of his but she shouted.
He then did something that certainly shut her mouth for good thus time.
Right between her eyes, was a gun. A freaking gun.
" You utter one more word and this goes right in the middle of that pretty head of yours, understood?"
She nodded silently, her tears speaking for her.
He touched her in ways she didn't want to describe and she couldn't do anything, but cry.
She felt dirty.
"Please " She begged but it only seemed to fuel his desire.
He started unbuckling his belt and the world stopped rotating.
This was it. She wa getting...
getting...
More tears flowed down.
Thud.
The man suddenly laid still on her, then he was thrown off and before she blacked out, she felt a familiar warmth on her cheek.
"Dios mio, what have I done?"
***
"Irina. Wake up sweety, you need to eat, Rina, up now. " She heard her mother's sweet voice calling out for her, but what woke her up was the mouthwatering smell of croissants.
"Mom-" She winced.
She felt like her brain had been split with an axe.
"Here, take." Ember handed her two white tablets, probably Advil.
She then placed the tray on Irina's lap and she ate to her stomach's content, frowning when her mother refused to join her for breakfast, because she had already taken hers.
"Mom. What happened?" She asked now remembering the horrid events from last night.
She almost threw up before remembering a mysterious stranger had saved her.
No. It wasn't a mysterious stranger.
Miguel. It was him, he came.
She felt a warm feeling spread through her chest but it as quickly squished when she remembered he was the reason for all this in the beginning.
Anger combined with gratitude came with full force.
She didn't know how to feel.
Argh!!! Just one encounter and she was already a mess.
Darn bastard.
"- said he'll come to check on you later. He should be here any time now."
Huh? She had been so lost in her thoughts she hadn't heard all her sentence.
"Okay. I'll leave you to rest." She said placing a kiss on Irina's forehead.
"Thank you mom."
Ember nodded as she stepped out of Irina's bohemian styled room.
Thirty minutes later, her door was opened again and Irina thought it was her mother who'd come to check up on her as she had the attitude of doing when they were sick.
Instead, a mouthwatering perfume assaulted her senses making her turn her head ont he door way to see Miguel standing there in all his glory, the room, lookimg too small for his large frame.
"Care to explain why you were absent, yesterday and why I found you in a fucking alley with that slimy bastard. "
The look in his eyes made Irina gulp.
Oh-oh.
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Oh-oh.
Looks like Miguel is upset.
Omg what do you think will happen?
And Lavanya, what may have happened to our sweet Indian to make her so broken?
Find out in the next chapter...
or maybe in the next next chapter
Carole
