Susan's POV:-
I was having a bad day. Like really bad. Not only I lost my and only job today. A job which let me tell you was my only source of income. Also today is the day i got a News about my father from my home country and here i am drunk out of mind. Losing the last money i have. I know this is a bad decision. A very bad one but I don't seem to care.
Fuck it. That's what i thought when i came here. I wish i could do something, anything to support me, muy family but no, I can't even do that.
I dancing with my hips swinging side by side. My borrowed dress sticking to my figure die to the sweating. I could feel someone's eyes on me but i didn't bother turning around.
My head was swarming up with everything that has gone down this past few years. And i find myself dancing harder than before. It is making me forget for a while. That's is something I thought safely.
I was in my thoughts when a guy came up behind me. He put his hands on my waist and stated grinding himself on me. I didn't bother to remove his hands or his was for that matter.
If it was any other day I probably would have but today I Am making bad decisions. This is just one of them.
We were dancing, more like grinding. When suddenly he turned me around and tried to kiss . When i pushed him away, he came harder at me. I tried to let him go pic me but he only hold me tighter.
And that was the moment i started freaking out. I looked into eyes. And they are bloodshot. He was high. And I become scared. I was shouting for help but nobody seemed to hear me. Maybe due to loud music.
The "high" guy tugged me along with him. All the while me shouting and requesting him to let me go. Tears were streaming down my eyes and I was quivering in fear.
"I don't want this. Please let me go please." I begged him to listened to which he only responded by grasping my arms tighter. I screamed amd shouted but nobody listened.
"No please." I cried out for help.
"Can't you hear a girl? She said no." A Voice said calmly from behind me. And I turned around only to face a beautiful human species in male form. One word. Gorgeous.
He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt tugged underneath it. Long, lean buildup. Green eyes. Spiky hair. A beard. And his Voice, melody. I looked into his eyws and saw anger. Pure anger. I was too busy gawking at the newcomer that i didn't realise when he pushed me out of his way to face the "high" guy who was grasping me.
" This is not any of your fucking business. You twat. She is mine. I saw her first. You can taker her after i have my way with h-" and that's when the Greek God landed the punch. Punch after punch. Blood sprousprouting out the man who was holding me and from the knuckles of e Greek God.
And that's when i did the best I do. I embrassed myself.
I vomited all over the shoes of the Greek God.
