Chapter Five

    I was aware of how light headed I am when it comes to booze but going to a burn fire party I am certain it was going to be booze all night long. The only to avert embarrassing myself is avoiding the party but on the other hand my boyfriend wants to go and ever since we got here he has been doing everything that I wanted without me asking and now he wants to do something he likes, the least I could do for him to make him happy. I pondered before I dozed off.

Waking up by his voice I turned around to see him all spruced up for the party already.

“ Hey babe. Come on we are going to be late !”

“ yeah.” I got out of bed and proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up, once I got out he already picked out a dress for me to wear.

“ Hey. I picked out the red dress for you to wear, I’m sure you are going to dazzle in them.”

“ Alright let me try it out. “ I took the dress from him and slide into them, he was behind me as he helped me the ropes on the back of the dress.

“ There you go. Turn around let me look at you. He had such a big smile on his face as I turned to face him. Wow, just wow. You look gorgeous in those baby.”

“ thank you.” 

“ Shall We?” he gestured with his hand pointing towards the door. 

“ sure .” We started out together to the party .

In a jiffy we arrived there at the beach and the party had already began. People cheering and dancing while most of them just sat there at the bar chattering and drinking , we got a seat and sat a bit far from the fire and instantly the waiter brought some bottles of beer and served on our table, I said with in me. “ Hailey. Girl, you need to learn how to control yourself from here onwards okay.” 

“ Babe. Here!” Andre offered me a beer and I hesitantly took it from him and took a eensy sip of it and slowly kept it beside me. 

In just a few seconds Andre had filled down at least three bottles of beer and was holding his fourth one. Astonished to see how he was drinking that like it was just plain water.

In an hour I couldn’t keep count of how many Booze he had, the next thing he did was go dancing with some of the girls at the party, getting closer to them in a disgusting way. I stood up to go get him but bumps into a strange guy and he spilled his drink on my dress.

Quickly he threw the plastic cup away and apologized while he took out a tatter from his pocket and helped me clean my dress. Everything happened so fast that all I could recall was Andre beating up the innocent guy that the people around had to pull him away from the guy.

I interfered as I notice that he was about to pick a fight with guys separating the fight. I came to stop him but he raised his hands in rage and hit my face so hard I fell to the ground.

I felt warm tear drop from my eyes not because of the physical pain but for the pain I was feeling deep inside my heart as I watched him screaming at people trying to help him and staggering while he walked out .

I followed him as he walked back to the hotel slowly, it took a while but we finally got to our room. I watched him fell on the bed and pass out. I was so scared of staying the same bed with him in such condition so I took a pillow and went to sleep on the sofa in the TV room.

The next morning, I woke up, went direct to the room and start packing my things. I could feel the pain on my face. I can barely open my mouth. 

As I was picking up my stuff, he opened his eyes and I noticed he could scarcely see me, he managed to get off bed while groaning as he held his head. 

“ Hey babe, what are you doing?” his voice cracked.

“ I'm leaving.” I mumbled.

“ What. But why?” he walks up to me .

“ I don’t want to stay here anymore.” Still turned away from him.

“ But why? You can’t wake up and decide you want to leave just like that.”

“ Because I’m tired and I just want to go home Andre!” I turned and faced him and as soon as he sees my face, his jaw drops.

“ what happened to your face babe?”

“ Really, You don’t remember. You don’t remember last night when you got yourself drunk and created a ruckus at the party and when I tried to stop you, I paused and wipe my tears. You hit me Andre.” I cried.

“ Oh gosh, what have I done? I raised my hand on you.” He started shedding tears as he sat on the bed.

“ please Andre just take me home.” I pleaded with him.

He took out his phone and called his driver to come pick us up and in few minutes the driver arrived at the hotel and he dressed up while I headed down stairs avoiding to make eye contact with people around as I took my things and waited in the car for him.

Once he came down and checked out at the reception. He got into the car and we left, I didn’t talk to him all the way until we got to Phoenix. I took a cab to my house and locked my door while I got into my room.

That night I made a decision not to go back to work the following day because I am certain that he is going to be there and will try to distract me. Besides they are other places I can get a job and soon enough my finals result will be out and with it I can secure a better job, I don’t want to be dependent on Anyone especially not Andre. My mum always says that ‘when a woman is independent she earns her respect not just to herself but in the eyes of everyone around her’. I admired her independence so much even though we weren’t that close. After I settled in, I took a bath and just when I was about to have dinner Rosalie arrives from work and was surprise to find me at home .

“ Hey girl! What are you doing here?” she came and sat at the dining with me.

“ Am I not allowed to come home again?” I tried to avoid her question and hide my bruised face from her.

“ you know that’s not what I meant Hailey. I was just surprised to see you at home.”