♥ Chapter Three

♥ Park Bom`s Point Of View : 

     I sat at the darkest corner of the club with a glass cup of wine on my right hand, and used my right hand to rub my temples.  As I listen to the loud fast beat music, a mid-age man kept looking at my direction.  As time go by, I scoot farther and farther away from him, trying to give him a sign that I wanted to be alone.  Instead of leaving me be, as I scoot away, he scoots himself closer to me.

     "Hey girl, why don't you come to me.  I can tell your in a bad mood.  I can give you the time of your life."  He leaned over and asked.  I can tell that he was drunk.  I scoot myself farther away from him and didn't give him any response.  I took another sip of my glass, looking in a different direction, as I try to not look at him.  Moments passed, I thought that the man had already given up and left.  Taking another sip, I felt a hand grabbing on to my thigh.  "Baby, let's go to somewhere private, where no one can see us.  Just you... and me."

     I turned my head to face him.  Disgusted at the man I slapped his hand away.  With my actions, the old drunk man reached out his arm, and slapped me right across my face.  The stinging pain of my left cheek raised.  This morning I found out that I've been cheated on by the man I love, and now I've just been smack on the face by this random drunk. I did not deserve this.

     With the corner of my eyes, I spot a glass beer bottle on a table nearby.  I slowly reached out my hand to place my glass of wine down on the table, and quickly grabbed on the beer bottle.  As I stood up, with all of my strength, I smashed it right on his head.  The glass shattered all over the couch.  I dropped the remaining of the glass bottle on the floor.  A couple of his bodyguards ran to us, pointing their guns towards me.  Within seconds, blood dripped from the old man's head.

     I slowly stepped back from the man, but his bodyguards caught my actions.