Chapter two

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Hindi ko alam kung ilang baso ng alcohol na ang naubos ko. I can't think straight and can't even walk properly. Cleo disappeared from sight. She left earlier to meet up with some other friends, but she still hasn’t returned.

I touched my head as I tried to reach my phone from my pocket. Sumandal ako sa counter para hindi ma lost balance pero nadadala talaga ako ng iniinom ko.

I was trying to check the time but my eyes was blurry as hell, kaya hindi ko din nagawa.

“Fuck alcohol” I cuss as I keep on holding to something for my balance.

“You need help?” in my surprise, someone asked me from behind. Hindi ko siya magawang lingunin dahil umiikot ang paningin. The neon lights added the dizziness I felt.

“N-no.. thank you...” I can't even utter a word straightly. Nasaan na ba kasi si Cleo, I need to look for that woman.

“Hey, ikaw pala Lucia. Drunk already?” it was a familiar voice, but beacuse of my blurry vision I couldn't look at his face.

“It's Joaquin” pagpapakilala niya na parang nabasa niya ang iniisip ko.

It instantly registered to my mind kaya napaayos agad ako ng tayo, but too bad I lost my balance again kaya natumba ako sa dibdib niya.

“Shit, saur-rry. . . Lasing na yata ako” sabi ko sabay hawak sa ulo kong masakit.

“It's obvious. Halika, I'll take you to the room so you can rest” I heard him chuckled before he reached my arm and pushed me to somewhere.

Sa sobrang kalasingan ko ay nagpaubaya na ako sa kanya. I really look wasted, bukas pagsisisihan ko na naman ang ginawa ko ngayon.

“Why are you here?” Bigla yung lumabas sa bibig ko habang hatak hatak niya ako.

“Javier owned this club” he answered directly.

“Ohh. .” I nodded absentmindedly. “Kaya pala J.R. I thought it was from Julio. . or you” my weak hand pointed him.

“Julio doesn't have interest in business, and so do I”

Hindi ko na nagawang sumagot pa dahil pinaupo niya na ako. The music suddenly stopped after he close the door.

My eyes are already closing. I want to sleep.

“Where are we?” I asked while my eyes are still close.

“I brought you to the VIP room. Don't worry, it's safe here. Do you have a phone so that I can call someone to pick you up”

I handed him my phone inside my pocket. Hindi ko na talaga alam ang ginagawa ko. My mind is so obedient when I'm drunk.

“You can dial Cleo, thank you. Ugh. My head's spinning” I sighed hard, trying to ease the pain.

Hindi ko muling nadinig ang boses ni Joaquin kaya dahan-dahan kong minulat ang mata ko. Maybe he went somewhere.

When I opened it, a close room greeted me. It's darker than on the area outside the dancefloor. May mga tao pa din pero parang hindi naman nila ako napansin. It was a little quiet here.

My eyes squinted when my eyes darted to someone. He was sitting at the darkest corner of the room.

He was smoking cause I saw smoke freely dancing in the air. And as much as I try to know who he is, my damn blurry eyes couldn't do it. Kaya ang ginawa ko, tumayo ako para makalapit. I became curious when I'm drunk.

“Hi, sino ka?” I said not thinking about it.

That person is a man. He has a buzz cut hair, a simple silver necklace, a silver piercing on his ear, and a plain black shirt.

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