The first thing you should know about me is that I'm in love. Not the kind of childish 15 year old love, no it's the full blast love that changes your whole world. This is the story about love and how I was never the same after I met that one person. It started a while ago in a bar.
I was sitting at the bar drinking a beer (even though I'm not supposed to) all by myself since I found out my boyfriend had cheated and broke up with him. I was sitting minding my own business and all of a sudden these jerks start hitting on me.
"Hey girly how 'bout I buy you a drink," a man who looked about 40 and who's breath was filled with alcohol asked.
"I'm fine I can buy my own drinks," I was tired and mad and didn't want to be messed with.
"Well looky here boys the little pumpkin can buy her own drinks," a different man sneered.
"Don't call me pumpkin asshole, and I can deal for myself," I countered nastily.
"You're asking for it princess!" He grabbed me and started to shake me violently. I struggled to escape his grasp but he hit took his bottle and hit me over the top of the head with it. The very last thing I remember was an attractive boy leaning over me.
