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AAARRGGGHHHHHHH!!!! Why doesn’t this woman stop?!! She’s hurting my ears!! Heck! She’s even louder than the song that’s being played!!!!
And my arm!!! It hurts!!! She’s freaking clawing my arm!!!! I looked around me for some help and realized that everyone had their eyes on us. Damn! This is so darn embarrassing!!!!
I glared at the people in the dance floor and they all turned their heads away. Okay, that’s better. I then turned to the bartender who was looking at the woman beside me incredulously.
“Can you please help me out here?” I shouted over the loud sound.
He looked at me apologetically and shook his head. What the hell?
“I’m sorry, sir. But I dunno how to handle someone so loud and a bit crazy in the head….” He trailed off still looking at her as if she had arrived from the Mars.
Now what do I do? I decided to try and soothe her. So, I began to rub her back and continued to utter stuffs like ‘It will all be okay’, ‘Don’t worry’, ‘Don’t cry’, ‘Ssh’ etc etc.
After hours of consoling, she finally stopped her wailing. But still she would sob now and then. Phew! At least, she isn’t making a ruckus by screaming her lungs out! But the problem is that she’s still clinging onto my arm.
My new white shirt is now ruined. I don’t think I’ll be able to wear it ever again. I sighed and asked for another can of beer. The bartender handed it over to me and I pulled open the tab. Just as I brought the can near my lips, it got snatched from my hand. I looked to my left to see the culprit.
Luck sure isn’t on my side today. The wailing lady (Yup! That’s the name for her.) was chugging down MY beer from MY can! I’m so pissed right now!!!
“Yah! Wailing Lady! How dare you drink my beer?!” I yelled at her.
She flinched at my outburst at first and then started to giggle.
“Woooooops! I’m *hic* s-ssorrrrrryyyyyyyy……” she grinned.
Someone just kill me right now!!!
“Where’s your phone?” I asked her.
“Huh? Phone?” she looked at me, confused.
Now do I have to explain to her what a phone is?
“A phone! You know, the device that we use to converse with people from a long distance?” I tried to explain.
The Wailing Lady is now laughing. Great! Super great!
“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! You’re so *hic* fffunny!” she hit my already injured arm. Ouch! “Of course, I know what a *hic* phone is!” she said as if I’m some kinda ten year old and she’s the mommy.
This woman is really testing my patience. I clenched my fists and looked at her seriously.
“Listen, I want to help you out. Please tell me where your phone is so that I can contact your family!” I told her.
“But my family lives in *hic* B-Busan! You can’t expect them to *hic* turn up here if u *hic* c-call!” she pouted.
“O-okay, but what about your friends?” I asked.
“NO! Don’t *hic* call them!!” she exclaimed.
I raked my fingers through my hair, resisting the urge to pull all my hair out. I’m supposed to be back at home, lying peacefully in my bed and going to sleep. But here I’m, stuck with the Wailing Lady. How cruel can life be?!
“Why can’t you call them?” I asked her, keeping my voice as steady as possible. I feel like screaming at her. But the memory of Seungri’s broken leg flashed through my mind, causing my entire body to shudder.
“Well, you see,” she is now playing with the empty beer can. “There’s Bom. B-but if she *hic* sees me now, she’ll be like ‘I t-told you *hic* so’.”
“Don’t tell me you’ve just one friend!” my patience running very thin.
“Well,” she continued playing with the can. This is so frustrating! “There are others…*hic* But they’re, well,” she’s stalling. I can clearly see that.
“They are what?” I asked her.
“They-they are out of town!!” she blurted out. Why do I get this feeling that she’s lying? Anyways, I’ll just call this Bom person. Yeah, that’s it! This woman is getting on my nerves. The sooner I get rid of her, the better.
“Why don’t you just give me your phone?” I asked her as smoothly as possible. Can’t let her suspect me.
“W-Why?” she gave me a suspicious look. Okay, so I suck at acting…..
“Oh, well, I-I,” I stammered. What do I say to her?
“You’re gonna call Bom, aren’t you?” she asked accusingly.
“Why don’t you just give me the damn phone?” I asked her back.
“NO!” she yelled, causing people to stare at us again. She got off from the stool and started to run away. Damn this woman!!
I sighed and started to follow her. Her steps are unsteady because of the large amount of alcohol she drank. I kept following her only to stop outside the women’s washroom. Great! Just what I need!!
It has been several minutes since I have been standing outside. I wonder what she’s doing right now. Honestly speaking, I don’t even know why I’m bothering. I should just leave, right? Yeah, that’s right. I turned around to leave when I heard the door open. I looked back to see the Wailing Lady step out with a guilty smile on her face. What did she do?
I don’t know what has taken over me. Why the heck am I even concerned about this woman? Without me knowing, my hands reached hers and I pulled her away from there. We walked our way outside the club and the peaceful night welcomed us. It feels strange how everything seems so quiet outside. But I can’t waste my time observing the night right now. There is a much more pressing matter at hand. And that’s this Wailing Lady.
“Please give me the phone,” I begged her, something I never do.
She still has the guilty smile. Oh-My-God! Don’t tell me-
“I *hic* threw it in the toilet *hic*” she said, her head bent low.
That’s it! It’s time for me to say goodbye to my sanity.
She cringed seeing me all angry. And I can see-Oh no! Don’t tell me, those are tears in her eyes!!! I looked closely to see her…….CRYING!!! I won’t be able to handle any more wailing!! Jiyong! Do something!!
I put my both hands on her shoulders and cleared my throat. She looked at me with those red teary eyes of hers, causing my insides to act up weirdly. What’s going on with me?!
“Look,” I spoke with as much softness I could muster. “We don’t need your phone anymore. It’s- okay. I’ll drop you home. Just show me the way.”
She nodded and smiled. A sense of relief filled me up. No wailing. Thank goodness. I put a hand around her shoulder and guided her towards my car, a red Ferrari F430. A beauty, I’m telling ya.
I opened the door to the passenger seat and she got inside. She’s giggling right now.
“Whoa!!! Nice car!” she exclaimed.
“Of course, it is! It’s F-E-R-R-A-R-I!!”
I closed the door and went over to the other side. After I got in, I saw that she is fumbling with the seatbelt. Gah! I helped her out with it and then started the engine.
“Okay, Wailing Lady! Show me the way!” I feel cheerful for some reason.
“YAYY!!!” she giggled. Childish much?
We drove out of the parking lot and then I looked sideways at her.
“Where to?” I asked.
“Left!” she exclaimed.
We turned left and kept on driving as she isn’t saying anything about taking any turns. There’s a four way junction up ahead. So I asked her where I should turn next.
“To the right!” she’s extremely happy and cheerful right now. It’s better than wailing. So I’m not complaining.
*An Hour Later*
Okay. This is getting ridiculous now! We’ve been taking lefts and rights for about an hour and still there’s no sign of her house. I glanced sideways at her to see that she’s grinning like an idiot. My insides are itching right now. I wanna hit something really hard.
I halted the car and turned towards her. She looked back at me questioningly.
“Why did you *hic* stop the car?” she asked.
“Actually, I wanted to ask a question,” I told her.
“Go ahead!” she smiled.
“Where are we going exactly?” I raised a brow. I doubt that she’ll be able to answer it.
“Umm……..” she’s thinking right now. Just what I thought! This idiotically stupid woman doesn’t even remember where we’re supposed to head to!
“I know!” she suddenly exclaimed.
“California!!!” she exclaimed. I face palmed.
This is so darn frustrating!!!!
“WHAT THE HELL, WOMAN!!! HERE I AM, TRYING TO BE ALL NICE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE AND YOU ARE JUST TAKING EVERYTHING AS A JOKE!!!!!”
“Huh? What joke? How come *hic* I didn’t hear the punch line?” she asked, confused.
If I deal with this woman too long tonight, I might end up dead. The best solution right now would be to take her to my place. Yeah, that’s a good idea.
I took a U-turn and headed towards my place. The Wailing Lady all of a sudden began to throw tantrums and started to hit my shoulder.
“YAH! You’re *hic* supposed to follow my directions!!” she exclaimed.
GAHD!!!! This is just too much!!! I halted the car yet again and grabbed her both hands that were determined to destroy my shoulder.
“Look, woman!! I have had enough of your bullshit! I don’t wanna deal with you any longer. So just shut up, got it? I’ll take you over to my place. Stay there tonight. And you can go to your home, wherever it is, in the morning!”
She shut up for a moment to let my words sink in. But then she started screaming again!! What the-?
“No way!! I won’t *hic* go over to y-your place!!! You’ll t-take *hic* advan-tage of m-me!!”
Like I’m interested in someone so pathetic as her!
“FINE!!!! Then get out of my car right now and go wherever you want to go!!!” I yelled.
She looked outside the window and gulped. Guess she’s scared... Huh! Finally!!!
“A-alright,” she stammered. “I’ll g-go t-to y-your *hic* place. B-but don’t y-you dare l-lay a finger on me!!!”
“I won’t,” I said, rolling my eyes.
I started the engine again and started to drive towards home.
It’s peaceful now. She isn’t talking anymore. What a relief!!!
“I feel weird,” she said all of a sudden. Okay, not a relief. I sighed and decided to ignore her. Hmm……Some music will help me feel refreshed. Just when my finger reached the ‘play’ button, she started to scream yet again!
“STOP THE CAR!!! STOP! STOP!”
What the heck?! I stepped on the break and turned towards her only to gape at her with horror.
SHE PUKED!!! SHE FREAKING PUKED IN MY PRECIOUS CAR!!!! MY FERRARI!!!!!
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