Chapter 1
What’s taking you so long?′ Alex yells in horror.
‘I’ll be down in a few’ I stated dryly.
I said looking in the mirror before walking out of the closet, I’m not rich either am I poor, I’m a middle class woman who struggles to make ends meet, trying to please my mother and my sister who has always been the goodie too shoes of the family, my mother who failed to acknowledge me as her daughter.
’’You need to get a new wardrobe″ Alex suggested as I walked down the stairs of our shared apartment.
You don’t have to rub it in my face Alexandra, I said while grabbing my coat and scarf, as I opened the front door and walked stood on the front porch.
‘Let's go’ I said giggling the bunch keys in my hand
We were brought to a halt at the entrance of the club as Alexandra parked her sports car outside of the small club, I couldn’t help but regret coming to the club with Rachel, she was reckless and beautiful but me on the other end was the complete opposite, I drove a old model classic car, wore a pair of extra big reading goggles, and had my hair in a bund most of the time, men took one look at me and turned in the opposite direction.
Come on, ski let's get this party started, Rachel shouted in excitement,
“I will regret this” I said whilst walking into the night club,
″what can I get you two ladies″ the bartender said whiles staring in my direction.
″ two shots of Henny please Rachel, said looking at the bartender.
″coming right up″ the bartender said outing our shots into small tiny glasses
″one, two, three″ as we raised the glasses to our head.
″Another one please″ I called out to the bartender
″one, two, three″
Let's get this party started I yelled to Rachel, as we went on the dance floor, dancing our assess off for almost twenty minutes.
″I think you guys had enough″ someone said leaning near my ears as I turned to face the person who said those words...
I could believe it evans, my ex-fiancé was at the bar and completely wasted, suggested that we had enough to drink, I call the shots I said to myself completely ignoring him.
″ Ha Ha″ I said angrily
″What are you doing here he said″ with a questionable look on his face
I can't believe this coward has the guts to ask me that, I’m a grown woman who makes her own decision for crying out loud. I don’t owe him an explanation we broke up 3 years back what does he expect. As I turned to face the stage as I ignored him.
″Ski I’m asking you a question″ as he grabs my arms in anger.
“Evans let go of my arms” i said with tears in my eyes.
“Are you nuts” I said glaring at him
″Hey back off”Rachel yells walking my way.
″Stay out of this Rachel,″ Evans said
″Hey man relax if she doesn’t want to talk to you that’s not the way to react,″
as he releases my arms heading in the direction of the guy that just defended me.
″Stay out of this, you don’t know who your dealing with″ Evan stated.
″Are you okay″ Mr. handsome said while taking my hands into his examining my arms.
″Its just burning I will be fine thanks for your concern″ I said with a smile on my face.
″Let us get out of here″ Rachel stated with a scared look on her face.
″Hey man I said_ Bfft ”
as a sound emerge only to notice Evans with a broken nose, and blood emerging from his nostril.
″ I will take care of your friend, no need to worry I will take her to my doctor for an examination just to be sure that she didn't sustain injuries″ Mr handsome said
″My name is Ashton ″ he added
″No need it's just a bruised arm I swear it's not that serious″ I added, I wasn’t fond of Ashton but I knew how arrogant evans can get when he is mad.
″Nice to meet you Ashton but I don’t think it's that big of a deal″ Rachel also added.
″Please allow me to do this″Ashton insisted
″Are you going to be okay” Rachel added looking worried, as she rely on me for assistance “I will call you when I have reached the doctor's office″ I said looking at Ashton complete intimidated by his quick action and interest in my injuries
As I said my goodbyes to Rachel, and Evans as the club security escorted him out of the club for disorderly conduct,
How can I trust him how do I know if he’s some sort of serial killer or convict who wants to murder or rape me, why am I being so dramatic, I want to cry so hard I’m in a car with a guy I just meet at the bar.
″I’m not a serial killer if that’s what your thinking.″ he said interrupting my thoughts.
“ Huh” I responded
“Your facial expressions changed so I guess you was worried I might harm you” he said not taking he eyes from the road
″How would I know that?″ I added jokingly
″You do have a point″ he added glancing at me.
″ Promise you, I’m not a serial, killer or a rapist, I’m just a public spirited individual who wants to make sure your fine″ he said while focusing on the road.
“So do you randomly defend girls at a party” I said looking at the streets lights
“No, I saw you needed help and I decided to come to your rescue” he said gripping the staring week tightly
“Okay”
″ For some odd reason I believe you, your name is ski ″ He stated with a pleasing smile.
“No, ski is shorten for skilar”
″beautiful name″ he said looking at his phone
″why do you keep looking at your phone? I enquirer as we stop in front of the stop light
“Pardon my behavior I’m not familiar with this Side of town” he said as he made a left turn and continue driving slowly further down the road
“I think we’re here” he said finally speaking after a few minutes.
