Chapter 2

Esme's...

Chapter 2

I walked in the rain heedless, with nowhere to go, I wandered around, too afraid to cry, afraid of what I'd break into if I let the tears welled Inside of me come rolling down.

The dazzling lights of the hotel across the streets had gotten my attention, and with my situation at the moment, I had nowhere else to go but to spend my income for a month in a day.

"All work no play, makes Esme a dull girl" was what I held on to, I wasn't sure of living after today and what I thought would be the happiest day of my life turned out to be the worst.

I walked into the hotel, not minding the lustful gazes of the men at the entrance, my drenched appearance made me more pitiful. I walked into the lobby, still noticing the glares of the men around.

" Hey pretty girl, are you stranded, how about you spend your night with me," one of the men approached.

" No thank you," I replied and turned to the reception.

"  Good day ma'am, how may I help you," she asked.

" I want to book a room," I said taking out my card from my bag.

" Do you want the VVIP suite, VIP, or just a suite," she asks again.

" I'll take the least of them, I said and watched as she wiped the card, handing me back the card.

" Enjoy your night ma'am," she greeted and turned to attend to another.

I made my way to the room, passing by a bar, why not drink to a stupor, I thought. 

I  was pretty sure Raina and Titus with his years of celibacy would still be together, so I walked into the bar, not failing to attract the gazes of the men seated.

My hair had dropped to its full length after the rain I was drenched in had washed away all the styling gel I'd applied to it. I was suddenly glad I didn't agree to cut it despite Titus' incessant talk about it.

It had been my father's favorite thing about me, he'd always braid them for me whenever he had the chance.

A streak of tears fell from my face when his thoughts crossed my mind again.

I settled down on a stool in front of the bartender, his gaze going over me for a moment before he handed me a tequila. I wasted no time in gulping it, before throwing the shot glass back to him.

" Do you mind giving me any good intoxicants, you see, my boyfriend Titus and my step-sister Raina, I found the both of them having sex in my bed today," I sobbed, feeling the tequila taking effect on me.

My alcohol tolerance was zero and I should have known better, taking alcohol was risky for me, and worse there was no one to take care of me afterward, but what else could go wrong compared to what had happened tonight?

I was handed a bottle of Balkan vodka, thanks to the Middle-aged man who sat beside me, I never thought I'd get my hands on any of these, and never had I thought that these were sold in bars like this, but what was a seven Star hotel without one of the most alcoholic drink in the world.

I took the bottle straight to my mouth, and I could feel almost immediately its effect taking place.

" Can I tell you what happened, you know what, my stupid step sister Raina, and Titus, I found them sleeping together, and you know what they did, they threw me out of my room, my fucking room," I sobbed taking in another gulp of alcohol.

" He looked me in the eye, standing stark naked in front of me, and called me useless because I'm a Virgin, tell me, is it bad to be one and I'd gotten him the lover's cake, and I had inscribed in front of it, asking if he'd be my first, but instead he stepped all over my love for him," I said in between tears.

I placed my head on the table in front of me and I continued to cry and sob incoherently to myself.

" Excuse me where's the restroom," I asked the barman when I felt the urge to ease myself, and he pointed where it was to me.

" Second floor to the right, there's an elevator In case of an emergency," he said and I nodded and stood up staggering towards the bathroom.

My legs wobbled and I stood close to the wall, holding onto it for support, my head buzzed strongly as continued to make my way to the bathroom, I pressed my thighs together, holding in the urge to ease myself.

I almost made my way to the women's cubicle, when I bumped into the body of a man in front of me.

" I, I, I'm so sorry, I apologize," and I turned to Walk away, before I stumbled again, this time, the both of us falling to the ground.

His musky perfume and his broad chest supported my figure. I heard him grunt again, and I rolled away from on top of his body, leading myself into the bathroom.

Resting my head against the wall, I felt my head clear for a moment, and I blushed at the thought of the men I fell on.

I'd run my fingers over the dark stubble on his cheeks,  and his jaw, they were strong and his chest, I could say that they were stronger than the pillars of my life.

I stood up, and walked outside the restroom, when I saw him still sprawled out on the floor, unconscious.

" Mister," I called moving closer to him, I shook his body to the best of my strength but to no avail.

" Hey can you hear me," I said again, wondering what he might have drunk to have made him pass out like that.