Chapter 12
“Diane! Come on…you can’t hide in your room forever” Derrick tries pulling the covers off my face as I lay on my bed clinging onto my blanket.
Ever since my miscarriage, I haven’t been feeling like going out or talking to anyone. Mum and daddy just think I’m depressed because Clarence and I have broken up…if only they knew
“Aaaaaaah!!!” I scream as Derrick drags me out the bed by my leg! “Okay okay I’m coming!” he lets go of my leg and walks away
“One hour…” he says to me as he walks out my room
Now to get ready and drag myself out, it seems like such a difficult task to complete! But if I don’t get ready, Derrick is going to drag me to god knows where in my PJ’s
I slowly lift myself off the bed, grab a towel and head to the shower. I enter the shower and let the cold water awaken me a little, I shiver at the light glaze of the cold water against my warm skin but slowly begin to adapt to the feel of it and I begin to enjoy it. My short time of pleasure in the shower is disturbed by a hard knock on the bathroom door
“Diane!” Derrick calls out from the other end
“Yeh?”
“I did say an hour…and you’ve been in the shower for half an hour already!”
I hadn’t realized how fast time passed “I’ll be out in a minute” I call out whilst quickly grabbing my towel and making my way out the bathroom
As I enter my bed room, I hurriedly grab a pair of black skinny jeans, a purple tank top and I slip on a pair of black stilettos. I just ruffle my hair around, add some eyeliner and lip gloss and run downstairs to where Derrick is waiting for me at the doorway with a huge smirk on his face
I look at him puzzled “Why you looking at me like that?”
“Sexually frustrated are we?” he continues smirking, I punch him on his stomach and leave him wincing in pain as I walk on out to the car.
“So where are we off to?” I ask him as he straps himself into the car
“A strip club” he says to me whilst checking his blind spots as he reverses the car
“I’m serious, where are you taking me? I don’t feel like going to anywhere noisy or with lots of people around” I say to him pleadingly
“Well then, which hotel would you like me to take you to? Or would you prefer going back to my room?” he wiggles his eyebrows at me
“I didn’t mean that…you pig!”
“You leave me with fewer options then”
“So where are we going?” I ask again
“Okay let see…you don’t want to go to a noisy place and neither do you want to go to a place where there’s too less noise…hmmm…” he keeps quiet as if he’s thinking but he doesn’t utter a word
“Derrick!” I call out to him annoyed that he’s not answering me
“Wait we almost there” he then brings the car to a halt outside a bar/restaurant place. I haven’t been here before but it looks okay
Derrick makes his way to my side of the car and opens the door for me, I look at him surprised at his generosity “Wow, aren’t we the gentleman tonight”
He holds the door open whilst I jump out; he closes the door behind me and then pulls me closer to him “Not really a gentleman, just feeling a bit sorry for Barney”
I look at him with disbelief “Derrick you creep!”
He just smiles and walks into the bar with me following close behind him. As we enter, Derrick gets us a table near the bar and he orders a whiskey for him and a cocktail for me
“Just one” I look at him warningly as he brings the drinks to the table
“Yeh just one, you underage anyways missy” he lifts his eyebrow
We continue to irritate one another and I begin to enjoy the night after my second cocktail “Thank you Derrick” I say to him appreciatively
“For?” he asks me whilst looking at me weirdly
“For bringing me here tonight, it’s what I needed”
He smiles at me and places his palm on mine “Anything for you”
As I lift my head up away from Derricks gaze, I see Clarence walking by with another chick on his arm; he notices me and looks at me pitifully. Derrick follows my eyes and notices Clarence as well. Clarence decides to come over but before he could say anything, Derrick stands up and pushes him away
“Haven’t you put her through a lot already?”
“I just want to say hi and apologize”
“Listen, you couldn’t man up and take responsibility for your child and you left her to go through everything on her own, so I don’t see how your stupid apology is going to take away her pain and make her feel better”
Clarence looks at Derrick and then back at me. His words sunk in and nibbled at my heart making it sore and causing tears to form in my eyes
“You are pregnant?” he asks me whilst fumbling through his words
“Was… now leave” Derrick tells him and pushes him away before he can say anymore. He comes over to me “Are you okay?” he asks me with concern in his voice
I wipe away the tears and pull myself together “Ye him fine, we came out to have a good time so that’s exactly what we are going to do”
He smiles at me and gestures for the waiter to come over. He orders another round of cocktails and a beer for him. I try so hard to ignore the fact that Clarence is around but each time my eyes would drift to where he is. The chick that entered with him is now all over him, kissing him, touching him and the sight of this is really ticking me off so before I get all depressed I should order for more drinks.
The waiter came over again and before Derrick could order I interrupted “Four shots of tequila and a double whiskey on the rocks”
“What? What happened to just one drink?” he looks at me shocked
“The night is still young and one drink is not going to last all night” I smile at him
The drinks arrive and I just start gulping it all down within seconds whilst Derrick looks at me with his mouth wide open
“Since when did you become an alcoholic?”
“Since Ricky poo became my brother and his bad habits rubbed off on me” I say to him sarcastically as I feel the alcohol kicking in and making me feel a bit woozy
Derrick just laughs at me “You’re drunk”
“No I’m not! But I do need to use the loo” I stand up from my seat but as I try to take a step I stumble and Derrick quickly catches me
“Nope, totally sober” he says to me as he helps me out the bar and to the car
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