It was going on for too long. Puke everywhere; music blazing in her ears; the smell of alcohol was burning her nostrils. She was never a drinker. Why was she even there?
She needed to leave.
"Babe, d-don go." Her drunk boyfriend slurred, as he grabbed her to keep his balance. She had spent 5 hours at the fucking party watching him drown himself with shots of alcohol. And when she attempted to leave, he'd grip her with a strength that could rip open her flesh. She had to get out of there.
"Don't touch me. I'm done with this shit."
"C-c-com'on...babe, y-y-ya donk mean thaf."
She yanked her arm from his grip and ran out of the house. Out of her relationship. Out of her past. She was done.
But home was hours away.
What time was it? She checked her watch. 3am. Maybe she could call someone to pick her up? She scavenged through her purse only to find a dead phone. She could have bused home, or used the phone booth, but her Danier wallet disagreed.
Soft droplets fell onto her face.
Fuck, she thought. All she had was her black leather jacket. But it wasn't enough to keep her dry for so long.
Thunder roared as it began to rain harder. Shelter. Find shelter. She swung her head around, flinging her drenched hair against her face as she walked down the street. She was alone, with only the echoes of the click-clacks coming from her high heels that filled the streets.
But then softer footsteps joined hers. It grew louder until she stopped, and so did it.
"Excuse me, dear." A voice said. She immediately turned around. To her surprise, she had come face to face with a familiar stranger. "I could take you somewhere dry."
"Um," She replied hesitantly, "me?"
"We ought to get you out of this cold." He held out his hand, and waited for her touch. She hesitated and looked to the ground.
"I-I don't know you." She replied, as she slowly turned away.
"Please." He whispered as he grabbed her wrist to pull her back. She stumbled into his arm, so close her nose bumped into his. She could feel the warmth of his breathe against her face. Their eyes met, and held each other's gaze.
"Your eyes," he begun, "I've been waiting to see them for so long.."
She blinked a few times before she moved her body slightly further back.
"Um.." she mumbled nervously, pushing her drenched hair behind her ear.
She sniffles, realizing she would catch a cold soon if she stayed out in the rain. Water dripped from her nose as she was making her decision.
Oh, what the heck.
"So...let's find us some shelter," She smiles as he takes the lead.