between her bare breasts and down to her G String. He rims his fingers around the inside of the waist band and gives them a jerk before he lets her go. With his cigarette between his teeth he says something and she gives him a filthy smile before he turns and heads up the stairs. I’m in shock, did that just happen? I look to my dear friends, their faces say more than words. Bridget grabs my hand and Abbie rubs my leg. There are no words for this situation, no words at all. I put my hand over my mouth, I think I’m going to be sick.
“Tash lets go baby,” Bridget whispers. “We have seen enough.” I shake my head still unable to speak. I shake again, I don’t want to leave him here I don’t want him to wreck it. “Tash come on we have to go.”
I look to the girls again, “I don’t want to leave him here please don’t make me,” I whisper. The act on stage finishes. The crowd go wild and the girls both bound up to the bar to get a drink. Blond bimbo says something to them and they both smile and head up to the VIP room, obviously at Joshua’s request. My heart drops lower than I ever felt possible. Bridget has had enough she is getting mad.
“He’s a fucking prick Natasha, just leave it. You can do a lot better.” I know they are right, if I cause a scene I will never forgive myself. It is with deep regret I allow my friends to scrape me up out of my seat and lead me out of a place that will haunt me forever, a place that has my heart splattered all over the table. A place where I saw his other side.
We sit in silence in the back of the cab everybody to afraid to speak, determined not to say the wrong thing.
“Where to ladies?” the cabbie asks. Before anyone can speak, “The nearest McDonalds” I say flatly.
The cashier is cheerful and happy, “What will it be?”
“A super-sized Big Mac meal with Coke. An Apple Pie and a Chocolate Sunday, extra salt on the fries.” I look back to my friends who are both wisely staying silent pretending to look at the menu board. Operation slim down is officially over.
Chapter 5
It’s been four days. Four days of nothing since I saw him go up the stairway to hell. My mind is torturing me with visions of him with those two girls and what went on upstairs. The way he touched the blonde one with the backs of his fingers. Every time I close my eyes, I see it and it kills me. The way he smiled at her with the cigarette between his teeth, the way he cracked his neck. That’s the worst one, it rolls my stomach. I feel sick at the thought. A broken heart is lonely business, no one can take away the hurt. I feel so alone. I haven’t left the house other than to work, haven’t slept. I have however eaten everything on the southern side of the planet, there’s a lot to be said for comfort eating. I am full stomached and empty hearted. The emptiness is overwhelming. As I wait for the bartender to serve me my drink I notice Bridge and Abbs discussing a man standing next to me at the bar. I roll my eyes and shake my head at them. Determination doesn’t come close to the scheming these two are doing tonight. We are at the Ivy, our favourite nightclub and I am pimped up to the nines. I’m in a tight charcoal strapless dress and black stiletto ankle boots, their choice of course. I feel like Prostitute Barbie with my hair all out and full, not to mention the hooker makeup they have applied. They both want me to pick up a random guy and have a one night stand. I have been forced to listen to the benefits of this for two frigging days. They think I am only under the influence of Joshua because he has been my only one, which is probably true. I told them if they find a guy who can get me hot then I will do it. However I know this is not an easy feat, if it was I would have done it years ago. Apparently it should be someone I don’t know, but the thought of that scares me a bit. What if I get back to his house and he’s a serial killer? There are a few guys that I do
“Tash lets go baby,” Bridget whispers. “We have seen enough.” I shake my head still unable to speak. I shake again, I don’t want to leave him here I don’t want him to wreck it. “Tash come on we have to go.”
I look to the girls again, “I don’t want to leave him here please don’t make me,” I whisper. The act on stage finishes. The crowd go wild and the girls both bound up to the bar to get a drink. Blond bimbo says something to them and they both smile and head up to the VIP room, obviously at Joshua’s request. My heart drops lower than I ever felt possible. Bridget has had enough she is getting mad.
“He’s a fucking prick Natasha, just leave it. You can do a lot better.” I know they are right, if I cause a scene I will never forgive myself. It is with deep regret I allow my friends to scrape me up out of my seat and lead me out of a place that will haunt me forever, a place that has my heart splattered all over the table. A place where I saw his other side.
We sit in silence in the back of the cab everybody to afraid to speak, determined not to say the wrong thing.
“Where to ladies?” the cabbie asks. Before anyone can speak, “The nearest McDonalds” I say flatly.
The cashier is cheerful and happy, “What will it be?”
“A super-sized Big Mac meal with Coke. An Apple Pie and a Chocolate Sunday, extra salt on the fries.” I look back to my friends who are both wisely staying silent pretending to look at the menu board. Operation slim down is officially over.
Chapter 5
It’s been four days. Four days of nothing since I saw him go up the stairway to hell. My mind is torturing me with visions of him with those two girls and what went on upstairs. The way he touched the blonde one with the backs of his fingers. Every time I close my eyes, I see it and it kills me. The way he smiled at her with the cigarette between his teeth, the way he cracked his neck. That’s the worst one, it rolls my stomach. I feel sick at the thought. A broken heart is lonely business, no one can take away the hurt. I feel so alone. I haven’t left the house other than to work, haven’t slept. I have however eaten everything on the southern side of the planet, there’s a lot to be said for comfort eating. I am full stomached and empty hearted. The emptiness is overwhelming. As I wait for the bartender to serve me my drink I notice Bridge and Abbs discussing a man standing next to me at the bar. I roll my eyes and shake my head at them. Determination doesn’t come close to the scheming these two are doing tonight. We are at the Ivy, our favourite nightclub and I am pimped up to the nines. I’m in a tight charcoal strapless dress and black stiletto ankle boots, their choice of course. I feel like Prostitute Barbie with my hair all out and full, not to mention the hooker makeup they have applied. They both want me to pick up a random guy and have a one night stand. I have been forced to listen to the benefits of this for two frigging days. They think I am only under the influence of Joshua because he has been my only one, which is probably true. I told them if they find a guy who can get me hot then I will do it. However I know this is not an easy feat, if it was I would have done it years ago. Apparently it should be someone I don’t know, but the thought of that scares me a bit. What if I get back to his house and he’s a serial killer? There are a few guys that I do
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