Emilia Ellis
"What are you afraid of?" He asked.
"What?" I asked. Is he seriously going to give me a talk about this,now? I don't want to talk about it.
"You know he likes you? Well, that's what I have noticed." He said as he looked at me. "No matter who he is talking to, his eyes is always on you. Watching you. At the beginning, I found it creepy.. I get it. He likes you and wants to be close with you all the time. He may not use his words, but all of us can see it. He's super nice to you. He does everything, you ask him to and sometime when you don't ask- he still do it for you.
That's why I agreed to be nicer to him, he's trying and maybe David and I was wrong about him in the beginning. Not all tabloids and news are true about him. What are you afraid of?"
It's true, he said that he liked me last Friday.. but maybe as a friend and after that he ignored me or ghosted me.
I was afraid of rejection. Afraid that I was not good enough for him. He's handsome, smart, educated, good career, rich and a very kind person. Everyone seems to kiss the ground he walks in and who am I? An awkward woman who have a very difficult time keeping up with conversations and showing emotions. Like staying indoor, secretly love comics and pretty much work all the time. I'm not even that beautiful compared to his exes, that I have saw on the Internet. It was a really bad idea, searching about him online.
"You just have to be honest with yourself and with your feelings."
"Yes, I know." I said to him. Just then my phone rang and it was an unknown number. I get very suspicious with unknown numbers, but last time it Chase. I picked up the call and it so happened to be-Cody.. no idea how he got hold of my number.
"Apologies again, young lady." He started. "Another favour if you can grant to your humble friend."
"Does it have to do with Chase again?" I looked at Daniel who was trying hard not to listen by playing with Buttercup, but failing miserably.
"I'm out of town and I got news that my friend, once again is drinking his crazy a*s in our bar and is being a nuisance to some people. Can you please do something about it?"
"I would have love to.." I started.
"Thank you." He said.
"But, I doubt this time will be helpful." He and I are in a not-so-good terms.
"Please." He said. "I asked the security to remove him from the premises, but he's giving them a sh*t time. Apologies for cussing." He took a deep breath. "It's difficult to remove him when I'm not there because he's their boss as well."
"Don't he have other friends or someone else?" I asked.
"Most of them are douchebag and not our friends. More Like acquaintances, who will grab this opportunity to taint his already tainted reputation. I trust you with him and I know you won't do any harm. Pretty please."
I sighed and looked at David. "Okay, I'll be there, soon."
I stood up and ended the call. "I have to rush. I have to change my outfit."
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Chase needs a little help."
"Where is he?"
"In a club." I said.
He took a sharp breath. "I'll come with you."
"But what about Buttercup?" I looked at her.
"I will ask Leo for help." He said.
I kissed Buttercup gently. "Listen to Leo, okay? I will come back very soon."
I quickly went to change into a warm outfit. It was getting cold out there. I wore a long sleeve, with dark blue jeans and a trench coat to keep me warm.
Daniel put on his coat as well, we changed our shoes. I put on boots and followed him to the garage.
He picked Audi today. Of course, he decided to drive us to that place.
Like last Friday, there was a huge line up outside. Why am I here again? After he ignored me for a week and we had an awkward conversation few moments back and here I am..all over again.
Daniel was surprised to find out I was on the suppose list and he wanted to question me, but I think he decided not to.
The place was dark and crowded like last week. Inspite of me, disliking this place for the crowds and for the noises. I was here again.
I looked at the bar first. Maybe it was my instinct or maybe because last week, I found him there and there he was entertaining two beautiful women in short dresses-leaning too close to him.
"I don't think I can do it." I said retrieving from the war like place.
"Why?" Daniel asked. "Because of those two women? Em, I don't know what went wrong between you two, but now is not the time to retrieve and allow other women to steal your future boyfriend." He said it so seriously that I almost chuckled. Boyfriend? He must be joking with me.
"I'll be here. You need help, give me a sign and I'll be there." He assured. "Go ahead."
I walked hesitantly and slowly towards the bar, not sure if this was a good idea. I stood behind him and took a deep breath and tapped his shoulder. The two girls scowled at me when Chase turned to look at me. Boy, he was not happy to see me there. From his scoff and disbelieve look, I could sink right there and then.
"What are you doing here?" He slurred.
"I think we should go home." I said, tensed. I doubt he will agree to come with me.
The two women scowled at me. "Who is she?" The short haired brunette asked.
"What are you doing here? Where is your date?" He sneered at me.
"We can talk this at home." I said to him. I don't want any attention and I think when he's sober, he will regret it too.
"Are you his crazy psycho ex?" The other brunette asked.
Chase glared at them. "Do not talk to her like that."
Both the women and I was taken aback by his rudeness. They both huffed and walked away, glaring at me. I know, I ruined your chances of having him.
"Come, let's go home. It's getting late." I said.
"Where is your date?" He emphasized on the word, date.
"It was not a date. I was with Leslie." I said.
I saw a small relieved look on his face.
"I can't have you drunk on a Friday again." I sighed.
"I'm honestly not that drunk." He smiled. "I just came a while back. I only had two drinks, yet. I'm getting warmed up though. Come and join me." Then he threw his head back and laughed like something was funny. "You don't drink." He sighed.
"Did you come by yourself?"
"Daniel."
"Of course." He muttered.
"You should go home with him. I'm fine." He brushed me off with his hands. "You don't have to watch me like I'm a baby."
"Do you want to talk about why you were ignoring me this whole week?"
He ignored me and asked the bartender for more drinks.
"I don't think you should drink any more.." I whispered.
"I'm not even drunk yet." He said.
"Why are you being like this?" I asked.
"You tell me." He laughed, a disbelief one.
"I asked you if you were upset with me.. I want to know if I upset you about something.."
"Like that's going to help in the situation."
"Of course it will." I said.
"I doubt." He said as he gulp the whole alcohol down and ordered another one.
"What is bothering you? We can go home and talk about it while you are sober."
He laughed. "I rather not talk about that when I'm sober."
"Is this what you want?" I asked, hurt.
"Yes." He said. "Now go home. You don't belong here."
That definitely hurt. I do know I don't belong here, he didn't have to point that out to me.
"That's right." I snapped at him. "Do whatever the f*ck you want."
I never cuss, not in public at least. I could see Mrs.Hubbards disapproving face in front of me.
He was taken aback by my reaction and before he could say anything. I walked away to look for Daniel, who already found companies. Wonderful!
"I would have loved to stay, but I just realized I have some work, ladies. It was nice meeting you." He took their hands and kissed it and they giggled and I almost gagged at his dramatic exit.
"I believe things didn't go that well." He said as we walked out of the club.
"He's just being mean to me." I scowled. "Let him be, I don't care anymore. I'm not going to get shoved around by some man."
"Good." Daniel said. "Too bad, for a moment. I liked that guy." He said as he unlocked his car.
I got inside the car and put the seat belt on and folded my arms and glared at the club in front of me. I see him stumbling out of the exit.
"Seem like he got some sense." Daniel muttered.
"Let's go." I said. "I don't want to talk to him. He can get his sorry a*s home by himself."
"Em." Daniel gasped. "Did you just use the word, a*s?"
"Then what should I call it? B*tt?"
He shake his head, "I have never heard you cussed before."
"Instead is starting that conversation, can you start the car? I want to leave this place. I don't want to see him or talk to him."
I can see Chase looking around the parking lot like a lost child looking for something. I feel really sorry, but at the same time I was very mad with how he was treating me and I can't or won't take any people's bullsh*t.
"Look at that poor child." Daniel said in a sympathetic tone.
"Can we leave yet?" I asked, losing patience.
"How can we leave him like this? Look at him. I feel so sorry for him."
"Why don't you go and help him?"
"Why should I? It should be you.."
"He said he doesn't need my help, now let's go."
"Are you sure?" He asked.
I rolled down my side of the window and threw his wallet outside.
"What the f*ck, Em." He cussed as he took off his seat belt and opened the door. He shut the door behind him and I locked the car and rolled just a little bit of the window.
"Now you can be with him and help the lost child go home, since you feel sorry for him."
"Em." Daniel said in disbelief. I rolled up the window and took off my seat belt and climbed on to the driver's side.