FOUR YEARS LATER
As I was sitting by the bar, the bartender behind the counter looked really concerned. I know I have had many drinks and wasn't sure if I could even walk to my home. The perks of living away from home would be I could do whatever I want. 284Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTeM8l7aaol
I still regret not listening to Jane all this while, when she was just worried about me and I brushed it aside saying "you are just overthinking, love". I regret not informing her where I would be gone or was I even coming back home. I couldn't face anyone over there. The only way was to run away from home and look for my sister but to no avail.
Things would have changed from the last four years. People would have forgotten about me and the interesting fact that no one came searching for me would be excellent for me to go back to the city and look out for Jane and apologize to her.
"Ma'am, we are closing right now, would you like me to call a cab for you?" the bartender as sweet as ever asked me for the 4th time. I was in no mood to get up and go back to my rented apartment, where no would be waiting for me.
"No, its fine," as I struggle to get up, another man comes up and helps me out. That's great, some were just worried about me I guess.
"I will take you home, you don't look in the perfect condition to go back home," the man with husky voice tells me. I could say he was huge enough for me to look at his face. He had a huge body too, a bodybuilder maybe?
"No, it's fine. I can find my way home," I say as I stumble upon the floor, only for him to come and catch me again.
"Or else, how about we find your way home together. It's not safe for you to go in this shape for sure," I could tell I was making everyone feel concerned towards me.
I agree and walk down the bar. The small steps were a problem for my high heels, which I have no idea why I wore it in the first place.
Throughout the walk, we stayed silent as if respecting each other's boundaries. I could say even in my drunken state that he was a lonely person yet sweet enough to help a drunken lady. There was something about him, I couldn't help noticing him. He looked too familiar yet, I couldn't remember how.
"Well, I reached my home, thanks for helping me out," as I walk back inside I struggle to climb the stairs and stumble across the stairs.
"I think am not done helping you, maybe I should help you more," he smirks at me. I remember why he looks familiar, he looks like Zac. He would look exactly like this huge guy if he worked out more. "Am sorry, but you seem to be lost in your own world."
"Oh, yeah... You could help me. I mean, could you please help me to get me upstairs?"
"As I thought." he lets out an enormous laugh and holds my hand carefully as if he doesn't want to hurt me or is afraid to touch me.
He finally takes me upstairs and reaches for the keys. And I find myself staring at him. He was just too familiar, what if it's Zac, who came to look out for me?
"You literally seem to be lost, is something wrong?"
"No, you just look familiar, so I was wondering who you could be?"
Many people do say I look quite familiar, but am not a celebrity for sure,"
I chuckle and thank him to getting me home safely.
That's strange, he looked so familiar and he didn't even misbehave or made me feel uncomfortable. I wish I at least asked his name, I really owe him one.
As I race to the window to take a glimpse of him, he already left the apartment and wasn't seen for long-distance.
I need to know more about him, it's not the first time you come across a guy who is well behaved but the fact that he was deep alone inside makes me look out for him.
I climb into my bed and set alarm for 7 in the morning, working on weekdays really took my energy out. But I really needed this job to survive all my own. I can't change this job and hunt for my 3rd job right from scratch.
As I drifted to sleep, I was recalling all my new encounter with this huge guy...
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