Second Chance

Chapter Two

Brian's POV

It's the D day. The day that was supposed to be my wedding day. The most important day of my life. But instead it's the worst day of my life. The man I was supposed to marry is marrying someone else.

Sobs rack my body as I cry into my pillow. I hear the door open but I don't react. A hand rubs circles on my back trying to calm me down but it only makes me cry harder.

"It's okay sweetheart. It'll be okay. He wasn't the one for you. You'll find your perfect man soon and he'll never let you go," my mom said soothingly. She always says the sweetest things. But she isn't right this time. I don't think I'll ever love someone like I did Paul. And he practically stomped on my heart. I don't want to give anyone that chance again. I don't even think I have the ability to love again.

"Come on, wake up. Let's go get some food into you. You haven't been eating well," she said trying to turn him over. At least his sobbing had stopped.

"I don't want to," I mumbled. I just want to stay in bed and drown in my sorrows.

"You've been cooped up in here all week. Get up, Carly will be here any minute. She's taking you out."

I sat up. "Carly. You called her. I can't go out yet. Maybe tomorrow."

"You've been saying that all week. I'm not taking no for an answer mister."

I pout knowing there's no way I was going to change her mind. I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom. I felt a little better after the shower. Putting on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt I walk out of my room. I've been staying with my parents this past week. Back into my old room. The one I used while still in high school and when I occasionally slept over when visiting.

Carly comes badging into the house an hour later. Running to me and giving me a hug. We have been friends since middle school. My best friend through high school and college.

"Oh you poor baby!" she cooed, "don't worry. We'll go out tonight and we'll drink until we can't remember our names," she said with a grin. I couldn't help it as a small smile graced my lips. Maybe getting drunk was a good idea.

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Carly pulls me into a club just as darkness covered the sky. I'm a little reluctant but I let her guide us to the bar. She orders for us and I gulp down the drink placed before me without a second thought.

"I bet I can take more shots that you," I tell her. The buzz of my previous drink still ringing in my head. I'm a total light weight and can't drink too much. By our second shot I'm slurring my words.

"Let's go dance," I said standing from my seat, swaying slightly. I pull Carly to the dance floor and sway my hips to the music. All was forgotten and all I could think about was the music and having a good time.

Hands grab my waist pulling me back into a strong chest. I feel the man's arousal on my ass and I rotate my ass against his crotch making him groan. I move out of his arms and back to Carly who was watching me with a grin. We dance across the dance floor moving from one corner to another trying to avoid others in the club.

I move to the bar for another drink.

"Hey," a voice greeted as I wait for my drink.

I look to my side at a dark haired Adonis. His eyes a mesmerizing dark blue. He wore a black muscle shirt that showed his thick muscle and abs.

"Um...hi?"

He chuckled lightly. "I'm Kent. Can I buy you a drink?"

I frown but shrug. Where's the harm. "Sure. The names Brian." We shake hands after our introductions.

"So I've never seen you here before. Is this your first time?" he asked taking the seat beside mine.

"Yeah, kind of. I was in a relationship so I didn't make a habit of going to clubs," I said shrugging. The alcohol was keeping me level. I so don't want to break down right now.

"Bad break up?"

I nod downing the remaining whiskey from my glass. "You could say that. Fiancé dumped me for our wedding planner."

I spent the rest of the night with Kent at the bar. We drank swapping stories. I told him about Paul and how he broke our engagement while he told me about his stressful times at work.
It felt good sharing with someone else.