Ariana struggled to make her way through the crowd as some men ogled at her with nefarious thoughts on their mind. She tried to ignore their gaze as she made her way to the bathroom.
She had drank a few glasses of Martini; more than she usually does but all she wanted was to forget her pain for a brief moment. The alcohol was already taking a toll on her but she was still very conscious.
Finally reaching the entrance of the bathroom, she was about to make her way inside when a guy pulled her back quickly and forcefully.
"I've been walking behind you sexy. I've never seen you at this club before. What's your name?" His breath reeked of alcohol.
She would have nicely answered if he walked up to her like a normal person but he pulled her with so much force it hurt. "Please let go, you're hurting me" she tried pulling away but he strengthened his grip.
"Pain and pleasure are alike sweetheart. You should be happy a man like me fancies you" he said whilst scanning her from her head to her toes.
"Are you crazy? Let go of me!" She pulled back her arm making the hooligan chuckle but he did let go.
"Relax sweetheart! I just wanted to know your name" he said as he tried reaching for a loose strand of her hair but she moved backwards; away from his reach and like a desperate animal on heat, he lunched at her. Grabbing her by the waist. "You're so beautiful but so stubborn. But I like girls that act tough, y'all are the sweetest!".
He pulled her to a corner and pinned her to the wall. He had her hands above her head in his strong grip and she felt nothing but pain due to how tight his hold was.
"Please stop okay? My name is Ariana, let me go!" She whimpered but he didn't falter.
"Ariana huh? A beautiful name. How about we have some fun? Just you and me right here and right now" He sniffed on her neck and groaned.
"You smell so good. I bet you'd taste good too" the hooligan was about to press his lips against hers when he felt a hard object collide with his groin.
He let go of her hands and groaned in pain as he held his groin. "You bitch!" He yelled after realizing she had kicked him.
"Damn this hurts so much!" He wailed and Ariana sprinted.
She quickly ran away from the corner they were in. Her eyes began to be filled with tears, knowing she was just harassed and thankfully not raped. Her heart was still thumping in her ribcage when she collided into something or someone.
She wiped the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes to see who she had bumped into. It was all black till she tilted her head upwards to see a pair of eyes staring down at her.
She swallowed. The dim lights in the club wasn't helping matters but she knew the man before her didn't have a pleasant expression on.
"I'm so sorry I hit you, I wasn't looking" she said as she moved backwards to realize the black she saw earlier was his clothes. He also had two men standing beside him, clad in black also.
"It's fine" he said after some seconds of silence.
There was something about his presence that kept her feet glued to the ground, she didn't know what to say neither did she know why she hadn't walked away.
She bit her lips, about to say something when she felt the urge to puke.
She covered her mouth with her hands as she pushed the man before her to the side and walked towards the bathroom once again.
Unbeknownst to her, a pair of green eyes had been watching her the entire time.
She entered the bathroom and ran towards the toilet thinking she was about to puke but nothing came out.
But the nausea didn't go away.
Exasperated, she walked out of the bathroom to see the stranger in black leaning against the wall outside the bathroom. Alone this time.
He walked up to her "Are you okay?". She was surprised he followed her but what he asked surprised her more.
The question replayed on Ariana's mind. She wasn't okay and she needed to talk to someone to get it off her chest. Hearing a stranger ask if she was okay immediately made her feel the need to pour her heart out. Though she knew the only reason he asked was because she almost puked in his presence.
But she inwardly decided to tell this stranger everything. She had nothing to lose anyway.
"I'm not" she said as every detail of her day flooded her mind once again.
"Do you mind talking over a drink?" He asked.
Everything in her heart told her to walk away, to ignore this stranger because something about him smelled like danger but her will to get everything off her mind was stronger than her survival instinct for a moment.
"A drink would be nice" she said without realizing she actually agreed.
"Walk with me" the look in his eyes turned softer though his words came out more like a command than a question. He stretched his hand towards her, waiting for her to accept it.
"If you do, men like the one that approached you earlier wouldn't dare come close" he leaned closer.
She was about to ask him how he knew about the hooligan that harassed her when he motioned his hand once again.
Ariana bit her lips and took his hand as they walked to a more private area in the club.