Story Time: Chris The Hard Guy – Chapter 1

I’m seated all alone in a club and gulping down the whiskey as if my whole life depends on it. I’m here for two reasons. My boyfriend has dumped me and I’m now completely single. The other reason; I have a new job after getting sacked from the other one. Isn’t this enough reason to celebrate?

Loud music is blaring from the speakers and it’s soothing to my soul. This is all I need. I look around and see some people dancing vigorously on the dance floor. Maybe I should join them but again no. I’m not here to dance. I’m here to think about my revenge and celebrate my new found job. Just all alone.

I still don’t believe Vincent has left me for another girl. That bastard! I stick with him when he has nothing and now that he is f#ckin rich he dumps me for another girl! The guts he has! He can go rot in hell! I will make him pay for this. I just want to kick his ass and strangle the bitch! She knows I existed but still takes him away from me.

I will make the two kneel before me and beg for my forgiveness. I just have to think about my revenge mission.

I look at my phone for the umpteenth time. There is completely nothing from him. No calls and no messages. I grit my teeth in anger. He is not even remorseful. He doesn’t bother to text me saying he is sorry and it is all a misunderstanding. I need to pay some goons to crush his balls. I look at their picture again and clench my hand into a fist. Disgusting! They even send me their picture together! Who does that?

I look around again and notice a handsome guy on another table. He raises his head and catches me staring at him. Our eyes lock and I gaze down in shame. How can one be that handsome? So Vincent is just an example of a handsome man! This one is handsomeness itself. I look at him again and he still has his eyes on me. His gaze is so hard. It’s as if he is looking at me in a disgusted manner or something of that sort. He is so indifferent. I focus on something else and try not to look at him completely. A waitress brings a bottle of wine and a wine glass and places it before me.

“Welcome madam.” She has a bright smile on her face.
“Hey! I didn’t order for any wine. All I need is whiskey.”
“The guy in the white t-shirt has paid for it. He has told me to bring it here.” She points at the supposed table and I follow her gaze to see who has paid for the drink. It’s the handsome guy and it surprises me. He looks at me with no expression on his face. The guys he is with turn to look at me and laugh. It’s not funny at all. They are making fun of me.

“Take this drink back to him. I don’t need his drink.”
She looks at me with surprise written on her face and I ignore her. I take my phone and look at nothing in particular and she gets tired of standing there and leaves. Someone then joins my table and I look up to see who it is. It is the same guy. His eyes are so beautiful and piercing into mine.

“It’s rude to turn down drink offers you know.” His face still has no expression.
“I can pay for my own drinks! I don’t need any man to buy them for me!”
His lips twitch in a smile and his hard gaze doesn’t leave mine.
“ Do you think I’m paying for your drink because I’m interested in you? Not at all! You are not my type! I just felt disgusted by a woman gulping down a whole bottle of whiskey and I thought it wise to buy you some wine!” His lips are still twitched in a smile. He is so annoying. I don’t need anyone to judge me. Not after all I have been through.

“Are you judging me Mr? You come to my table and start talking rudely! You don’t know why I’m doing this so just get your ass back to your table and let me be. As I said, I can buy my own drinks!” I’m glaring at him. He glares back and shrugs. He walks back to his table and says something to the two guys he is with me. They look at me and burst out laughing.

How can one be so handsome and so annoying at the same time? How do they even appear on the same sentence. I glare at them and they laugh again. They are so annoying. I choose to mind my own business and ignore them completely.

I order for another bottle of whiskey and pour the contents into a glass. I gulp down the drink and stare at nothing in particular. I’m so lost in thought. All I’m thinking about is how I will revenge and someone somewhere is judging me. The alcohol is already getting the better of me. I feel things revolving around me. I try rising up to leave but I slump back on the seat. I’m so wasted and intoxicated. I need to leave for home. How will I get home when drunk? I can’t drive in such a situation.

I rise up again and end up staggering. I hit a neighboring table and the contents on the table fall down. They stand up and they hurl insults at me but I’m so intoxicated and I don’t care. They can as well rot in hell. Someone slaps me hard and there is a flurry of activities. The next minute someone is carrying me in his arms. I feel comfortable there and I look up to see who the person is. It’s the same guy. His sexy eyes are piercing into mine and his gaze is so hard. He is so angry. I feel dizzy and I don’t know what happens next.

I’m woken up by the sun rays piercing my eyes. I look around and the room is unfamiliar. This is not my bedroom. It is so enormous and magnificent. Everything in here looks expensive and must have cost a fortune. Where am I? I try to remember yesterday night’s activities but all I remember is the handsome guy and pissed people hurling insults at me.
I try waking up but my head is so heavy. I feel as if I have been run over by a truck.

The door opens and the same guy comes in. He looks down at me and his face has zero expression. What am I doing with him? He is in a tight T-shirt that is outlining his muscles and in some sweatpants. He is so heavenly. An epitome of male beauty.

“I can see you are finally awake.” He interrupts my drooling and I turn away in embarrassment. He reaches for a glass of water and some painkillers and give them to me.
“Take this! It’s good for your headache!”
I look at him in an amazed manner. How does he know I have an headache? I take the glass and the painkillers and murmur a thank you. He watches me intently as I gulp down the water.

“why am I here? What happened?” I finally manage to speak.
“So you can be polite? I didn’t know that!” He says in a sarcastic manner. He leans on the wall still looking at me and I die at the view before me. Everything about him is perfect apart from his sarcasm and arrogance. I glare at him and a smile forms on his lips.
“All you do is glare! I thought you are a good and you start glaring again. The girl from the club is back!” He is sneering at me.

“Why don’t you answer my question first before being sarcastic on me! Where am I and what am I doing here?” I say giving him a hard gaze.
“You are here because you had too much to drink and caused trouble in the club. This is my house!”

“So why did you bring me to your house. I can take care of myself.”
“You are so ungrateful madam guzzler! Anyway, you need to get out of here. My girlfriend will be here anytime and I don’t think it’s advisable for her to find you here.” His gaze is so hard. His statement hurts more than anything! He has a girlfriend! Why has it hurt me to that extent? I swallow bitterly! I’m so pissed off by his statement and I don’t know why.
“Can I shower first?”

“yes! You can use my bathroom.”
I get out of bed and realize I’m in only a t-shirt. I quickly wrap a duvet around myself and glare at him. His lips twitch in a smile and he seems to be enjoying my expression.
“How come I’m in a t-shirt only?”
“I wouldn’t have let you sleep on my bed in your party clothes!” He gave me a disgusted look.

“Who undressed me? I don’t remember undressing myself.”
“ I did!” he is so calm.
“Did we sleep on the same bed?”
“Yes we did!”
“How come we slept on the same bed?”
“It’s my bed! I don’t sleep anywhere else. This is my room and you should be grateful I offered you somewhere to sleep.” He is getting on my nerves.
“ I didn’t ask you to bring me here! I have a bed at my place you know!”
“You surprise me! So arrogant yet I was helping you. Do you know you could have been raped or something worse?”

“I have a car and because I couldn’t drive, I would have taken a cab. I hope you didn’t try to take advantage of me!” I’m so bitter.
“Look here madam guzzler or whatever your name is! I can’t take advantage of you because you are not appealing to me! You are not my type and my girlfriend satisfies me completely. Just quit the talking and take a shower. I don’t want my girlfriend finding you here. I will ask the driver to take you home!” He is so angry and I feel tears piercing my eyes.

The name girlfriend hurts me more than anything else. I snort and walk into the bathroom. I look at the bathtub and would have run a bath but the word girlfriend is still on my mind and I just want to get out of here. I turn the dial and let the warm water fall on my hair and down my back. The warm droplets are caressing my skin and it’s rejuvenating. I don’t know why I’m so hurt by him having a girlfriend. I turn off the water and take his towel to wipe myself. I know he wouldn’t approve of it but he can go kill himself.

I walk back to the bedroom but he is not there. My clothes are neatly placed on the bed. I put them on and head for the door. I walk into the corridor and eye a flight of stairs. I take the stairs and go downstairs. There is a woman in uniform and she smiles at me warmly. The arrogant guy is seated on the dining table looking at me intently. I realize I don’t know his name.

“ Join me for breakfast guzzler!” The name irritates me and I glare at him.
“Guzzler is not my name and no! I just want to go home.”
“You are guzzler to me! Let me call the driver and he can take you home!”
He walks out of the house and I wave at the lady and follow him outside. A muscled man comes running to where we are.

“Take her home Sam. She will give you the directions.” He gazes down at me.
“ Take me to High-point club Sam! I left my car there and I have to get it.” I smile warmly at him. He looks at his boss looking for his approval and he nods at him. It’s a yes!
“Have a good day guzzler!” his lips are twitched in a smile. I assume him and get into the car. I’m so furious.

Watchout for chapter 2.