Warning there is some explicit swearing so beware. But things will cool
down...hehe.. Enjoy!
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"So, Vicki, right?" She spared him a small grin. "What do you do for a living?" Damien moved closer to Vicki and leaned on the table.
"I'm a medical examiner." Vicki unenthusiastically answered, Lara and Jeni's warning ringing in her ears. If they were right about this guy then he wasn't for Pez.
"Hm, that sounds very interesting." Damien flashed his charming smile while he placed a hand on her bare knee. Vicki picked his hand up, placed it on the table and as far away from her anatomy.
Damien snorted, 'I see playing a little hard to get. All right I can play along.' He turned his eyes on Vicki, "Look why don't we skip the bullshit here. How about it you, Sara, me, and perhaps your other friend would like to come over to my place and play a little doctor."
Vicki rolled her eyes and said, "Oh please."
"Oh I do that very well. If you would just give me a chance, you'll see for yourself. But if you don't want to try some of this well then it's your lost. I guess that leaves more for Sara to enjoy." Damien said self- assuredly, while stroking Vicki's arm.
"I doubt Sara would be interested in you after we tell her the kind of person you really are." She said while batting away his arm.
"And what exactly am I?"
"A player which is exactly what Jeni and Lara were warning me about."
"Those two bitches don't know what the hell they are talking about." Damien roughly held on to Vicki's arm.
"Did I hear my name being called?" Both Vicki and Damien turned to see who it was.
Damien groaned and rolled his eyes, "Fuck off Lara! Can't you see we're talking here?"
"Well I'm ending our conversation so would you please leave." When Damien made no move Vicki turned towards Lara, "Could you have him removed, please." Lara nodded her head and signaled one of the bartenders to have the bouncers escort Damien out.
"I don't fucking think so. I'm staying right here. Our conversation isn't over."
"Damien just do us a favor and get the fuck out of here, all right." Lara reached to unfasten his hold on Vicki's arm. Damien let go but instead violently grabbed Lara's wrist. "You," He pointed a finger at her, "butt out. This is none of your business, bitch."
"Such vulgar language is excessively inappropriate when in front of such ladies." Three sets of eyes turned to stare at Ian. Vicki gasped and before she could stop herself she whispered, "The pirate." Three heads turned to stare at her, confused. Vicki blushed unable to believe she had said that aloud, especially in such a situation. Damien frowned and turned to Ian, "What the fuck ever. Turn your sissy, ponytail-wearing ass around and leave us alone. This has got nothing to do with you." Lara tried to free her wrist from Damien's grip but he would not let up. Lara winced as Damien increased his hold on her. Ian's eyes flared.
With lightening speed, Ian reached out capturing Damien's wrist in an iron grip. Damien winced in pain, his own grip on Lara waning. Lara jerked her hand free and she began massaging her wrist. "And such use of force is highly undesired for such ladies. It would please me and I am sure it would please these lovely ladies if you would apologize to them." Damien made no such apology but he had something else he wanted to say, "Fuck you."
Ian sighed and shook his head. While switching his grip on Damien's wrist to the other Ian said, "My apologies ladies," he kicked the back of Damien's knee and as he jerked back Ian pushed Damien's head forward until the bridge of his nose connected with the edge of the table. A sickening cracking sound echoed and patrons around the area stared in awe. Damien crumbled to the floor, moaning in pain. One hand clutching his knee and the other covering his nose that was now bleeding profusely. "You broke my fucking nose." Damien mumbled. Both in shock Lara and Vicki stared down at Damien then back up to Ian.
Sara and Lee arrived to see a group of people hovering around their table. "What the hell is going on?" They ran up to the table, worried that something had happened to Vicki. Sara pushed and shoved people to the side as she maneuvered through the crowd, Lee directly following behind. "Would you get out of the way? Move!" Sara's voice grew louder and louder as she neared the table. Sara's eyes widen, her brows furrowed, as she spotted Nottingham standing there, anger quickly taking over, "Nottingham! I should have known. Just what the fuck are you doing here? Are you following me again? What the hell did you do to and what's wrong with Vicki, huh? I swear Nottingham if you."
"Would you shut up!" Lara finally had enough of watching Sara yelling at Ian. Sara's eyebrows quickly shot up. She was about to respond but Lara beat her to it. "No, shut and listen. Look here DE-TEC-TIVE if I were you I would gather some evidence; find out what happened before you start accusing anyone. Because you're getting your shit mixed up." Sara was fuming. How dare this person yell at her and tell her what to do. Sara was about to tell her off when she was once again interrupted.
"Lara are you alright? Did that asshole hurt you?" Lara shook her head. Jeni had arrived with two of the bouncers, "Pick up this piece of shit off the ground and get him out of here." Jeni ordered. She then turned to Lara, seeing the anger in her eyes she ordered her to get some ice and wrap it around her wrist. "Jeni, I said I was okay!" Lara sighed as Jeni gave her that 'No you are not okay. Now go and cool off' look. "Fine!" Lara muttered under her breath. "What about this mess?" Jeni raised an eyebrow and Lara slumped her shoulders and walked back to the bar without saying another word.
"I am truly sorry for the mess, Lady Jeni."
"Yeah you should be sorry, Nottingham." Sara muttered under her breath. She stared at Ian, hands on her hips.
"Don't worry about it but could you do me a favor and make sure Lara does as I say. She can be a bit stubborn." Ian nodded his head slightly. He averted making any eye contact with Sara. He knew her green eyes were flaming with anger.
Sara watched Ian's retreating back, her anger still laced her voice as she yelled out to, "I'm not finished with you Nottingham!"
"Hey? Hey!" Jeni called, grabbing Sara's attention. "Another outburst like that and I'm going to have you kicked out of here. Understood?"
"Me.me?" Sara stared agape, "What about him? He's the cause of all of this." Her hands spreading at the disarray of their table.
"Excuse me, just wait a minute. What exactly did you see, huh?" Jeni questioned.
"What I saw was him," Sara pointed in Ian's direction, "towering over Damien who was cowering on the floor, bleeding, and my friend here in obvious shock. That's what I saw."
Jeni took a deep breath, calming down the urge to yell at her. There was one trait she should have expected coming from such a strong-willed woman, a temper. The woman had a definite temper. "Look," Jeni started off as calmly as possible, "I can understand your concern for your friend's safety. I'd be angry too if I was in your place. However, before going off unhinged and start blaming someone, in this case, Ian, you might want to get your facts straight.
Don't be so quick to judge. Why don't you find out what really happened from your friend here. In the mean time I'm going to clean up this mess and I'll bring you ladies some fresh drinks." With that said Jeni started to clear up the table, wiping, and salvaging what she could. Another waitress had arrived to help by sweeping up any broken glass.
Sara turned to Vicki who was being consoled by Lee. "I'm okay guys. Just a bit shocked at what happened. I mean everything happened so fast." Vicki turned to Sara, "You know Pez their right. You really should have held back on that famous Pezzini anger." Jeni grinned at the stunned look on Sara. "Alright Vicki why don't you tell me what happened, okay?" Sara sat down in one of the bar stools and listned.
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"So, Vicki, right?" She spared him a small grin. "What do you do for a living?" Damien moved closer to Vicki and leaned on the table.
"I'm a medical examiner." Vicki unenthusiastically answered, Lara and Jeni's warning ringing in her ears. If they were right about this guy then he wasn't for Pez.
"Hm, that sounds very interesting." Damien flashed his charming smile while he placed a hand on her bare knee. Vicki picked his hand up, placed it on the table and as far away from her anatomy.
Damien snorted, 'I see playing a little hard to get. All right I can play along.' He turned his eyes on Vicki, "Look why don't we skip the bullshit here. How about it you, Sara, me, and perhaps your other friend would like to come over to my place and play a little doctor."
Vicki rolled her eyes and said, "Oh please."
"Oh I do that very well. If you would just give me a chance, you'll see for yourself. But if you don't want to try some of this well then it's your lost. I guess that leaves more for Sara to enjoy." Damien said self- assuredly, while stroking Vicki's arm.
"I doubt Sara would be interested in you after we tell her the kind of person you really are." She said while batting away his arm.
"And what exactly am I?"
"A player which is exactly what Jeni and Lara were warning me about."
"Those two bitches don't know what the hell they are talking about." Damien roughly held on to Vicki's arm.
"Did I hear my name being called?" Both Vicki and Damien turned to see who it was.
Damien groaned and rolled his eyes, "Fuck off Lara! Can't you see we're talking here?"
"Well I'm ending our conversation so would you please leave." When Damien made no move Vicki turned towards Lara, "Could you have him removed, please." Lara nodded her head and signaled one of the bartenders to have the bouncers escort Damien out.
"I don't fucking think so. I'm staying right here. Our conversation isn't over."
"Damien just do us a favor and get the fuck out of here, all right." Lara reached to unfasten his hold on Vicki's arm. Damien let go but instead violently grabbed Lara's wrist. "You," He pointed a finger at her, "butt out. This is none of your business, bitch."
"Such vulgar language is excessively inappropriate when in front of such ladies." Three sets of eyes turned to stare at Ian. Vicki gasped and before she could stop herself she whispered, "The pirate." Three heads turned to stare at her, confused. Vicki blushed unable to believe she had said that aloud, especially in such a situation. Damien frowned and turned to Ian, "What the fuck ever. Turn your sissy, ponytail-wearing ass around and leave us alone. This has got nothing to do with you." Lara tried to free her wrist from Damien's grip but he would not let up. Lara winced as Damien increased his hold on her. Ian's eyes flared.
With lightening speed, Ian reached out capturing Damien's wrist in an iron grip. Damien winced in pain, his own grip on Lara waning. Lara jerked her hand free and she began massaging her wrist. "And such use of force is highly undesired for such ladies. It would please me and I am sure it would please these lovely ladies if you would apologize to them." Damien made no such apology but he had something else he wanted to say, "Fuck you."
Ian sighed and shook his head. While switching his grip on Damien's wrist to the other Ian said, "My apologies ladies," he kicked the back of Damien's knee and as he jerked back Ian pushed Damien's head forward until the bridge of his nose connected with the edge of the table. A sickening cracking sound echoed and patrons around the area stared in awe. Damien crumbled to the floor, moaning in pain. One hand clutching his knee and the other covering his nose that was now bleeding profusely. "You broke my fucking nose." Damien mumbled. Both in shock Lara and Vicki stared down at Damien then back up to Ian.
Sara and Lee arrived to see a group of people hovering around their table. "What the hell is going on?" They ran up to the table, worried that something had happened to Vicki. Sara pushed and shoved people to the side as she maneuvered through the crowd, Lee directly following behind. "Would you get out of the way? Move!" Sara's voice grew louder and louder as she neared the table. Sara's eyes widen, her brows furrowed, as she spotted Nottingham standing there, anger quickly taking over, "Nottingham! I should have known. Just what the fuck are you doing here? Are you following me again? What the hell did you do to and what's wrong with Vicki, huh? I swear Nottingham if you."
"Would you shut up!" Lara finally had enough of watching Sara yelling at Ian. Sara's eyebrows quickly shot up. She was about to respond but Lara beat her to it. "No, shut and listen. Look here DE-TEC-TIVE if I were you I would gather some evidence; find out what happened before you start accusing anyone. Because you're getting your shit mixed up." Sara was fuming. How dare this person yell at her and tell her what to do. Sara was about to tell her off when she was once again interrupted.
"Lara are you alright? Did that asshole hurt you?" Lara shook her head. Jeni had arrived with two of the bouncers, "Pick up this piece of shit off the ground and get him out of here." Jeni ordered. She then turned to Lara, seeing the anger in her eyes she ordered her to get some ice and wrap it around her wrist. "Jeni, I said I was okay!" Lara sighed as Jeni gave her that 'No you are not okay. Now go and cool off' look. "Fine!" Lara muttered under her breath. "What about this mess?" Jeni raised an eyebrow and Lara slumped her shoulders and walked back to the bar without saying another word.
"I am truly sorry for the mess, Lady Jeni."
"Yeah you should be sorry, Nottingham." Sara muttered under her breath. She stared at Ian, hands on her hips.
"Don't worry about it but could you do me a favor and make sure Lara does as I say. She can be a bit stubborn." Ian nodded his head slightly. He averted making any eye contact with Sara. He knew her green eyes were flaming with anger.
Sara watched Ian's retreating back, her anger still laced her voice as she yelled out to, "I'm not finished with you Nottingham!"
"Hey? Hey!" Jeni called, grabbing Sara's attention. "Another outburst like that and I'm going to have you kicked out of here. Understood?"
"Me.me?" Sara stared agape, "What about him? He's the cause of all of this." Her hands spreading at the disarray of their table.
"Excuse me, just wait a minute. What exactly did you see, huh?" Jeni questioned.
"What I saw was him," Sara pointed in Ian's direction, "towering over Damien who was cowering on the floor, bleeding, and my friend here in obvious shock. That's what I saw."
Jeni took a deep breath, calming down the urge to yell at her. There was one trait she should have expected coming from such a strong-willed woman, a temper. The woman had a definite temper. "Look," Jeni started off as calmly as possible, "I can understand your concern for your friend's safety. I'd be angry too if I was in your place. However, before going off unhinged and start blaming someone, in this case, Ian, you might want to get your facts straight.
Don't be so quick to judge. Why don't you find out what really happened from your friend here. In the mean time I'm going to clean up this mess and I'll bring you ladies some fresh drinks." With that said Jeni started to clear up the table, wiping, and salvaging what she could. Another waitress had arrived to help by sweeping up any broken glass.
Sara turned to Vicki who was being consoled by Lee. "I'm okay guys. Just a bit shocked at what happened. I mean everything happened so fast." Vicki turned to Sara, "You know Pez their right. You really should have held back on that famous Pezzini anger." Jeni grinned at the stunned look on Sara. "Alright Vicki why don't you tell me what happened, okay?" Sara sat down in one of the bar stools and listned.
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