Nine

The bane of my existence was trying to get me to throw myself against him. But no, I wasn’t drunk enough for that.

I tried to walk away but his hands were firmly situated where I couldn’t move anywhere. So, I simply stood there, frozen, trying to ignore how uncomfortably close he was to me. So close I could feel his breath on my face.

“You.. You know her, Brad?”

Visibly annoyed, Bradley raised his head and looked in the direction the voice came from then raised a questioning eyebrow at Vernon.

"Is there a problem if I know her?" He asked coldly and I was taken aback by how different the way he spoke to me before was to this moment.

Then he looked back at me, "You know him, Cara?”

Huh? What did he call me?!

Although I was confused as to why he was calling me that way, I nodded my head, “This is Vernon and Maya, my friends." I introduced them before anything terrible happened after I saw his horrifying reaction.

“Noted.” He nodded like it’s something he needed to remember or something.