Chapter 4 It is the World
I slowly sat up and shook my head remembering the events of last night, I looked around the room, the floor was a blue carpet, there was a counter next to the couch I was sleeping on with a microwave and a sink. In the middle of the room was a large round table. The room looked luxurious, unlike my office. I gave myself a smirk before standing up. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 1 in the afternoon.
'Crap, maybe I should see how business is going today.' I left the room to hear the sound of yelling at the bar counter.
"Sir, I can't give you anymore to drink, your too drunk." Frida said with as much patience she could have.
"You think you can tell me when I can or can't drunk, you... stupid bitch." I rolled my eyes after hearing enough. I placed my hand on his shoulder. He jerked it away from me and turned to face me.
"Back off dick." I looked at him with a stern expression.
"I think you need to leave sir."
"Oh yeah, why don't you make me?" He yelled throwing a punch toward my face. I took a step to the side, grabbing his wrist and pushing my thumb into his pressure point. He pushed out a yelp before I pushed him through the doors sending him to the ground face first. Walking back to the bar I saw Frida looking at me with a bit of a shocked expression.
"Are you ok?" I asked in a stern voice.
"Uhh, yeah." She answered.
"Surprised you?" I asked. She gave a nod.
"How did you learn to fight like that." I looked away for a moment.
"I got my ass kicked, a lot ever since my parents were gone. With no one to raise me a guess I was a troubled kid, got into more trouble that you would imagine."
"Please tell me murder wasn't one of them?" She requested. I shook my head.
"No, even when it came down to people trying to kill me, I wouldn't do it. Doesn't mean they didn't walk away with a bloody nose." I laughed only to see Frida look at me with a worried look before snapping out of her trance from my tale.
"My point is, I know how to deal with trouble, and I want to let you know that I'm a different guard, a guard that will actually do his job." She blinked before getting back to work, though I noticed that she had a thought bubble forming in her motherboard.
"Anyways, let me know if anything else happens." I waved before leaving the main bar. I wanted to check to see how the casino was doing, in case of any other problems happen. The room was a bit shady, but not in a ghetto fashion. The lights were dim, and the neon lights were bright. There were nothing but slot machines, they all had different themes from dry desert, to New York City. I remembered that Mary should be around the casino somewhere. I looked around and was tempted to call her name until she popped out of nowhere right in front of me. I did my best to hide my yelp as I began to wave at a tall figure with a white mask. She was seemed to be black as her primary color, but, her figure, her bust was unbelievable.
"Uh, hi there, Mary right?" She didn't say anything, she just looked down and stared in my skull with her empty eyes. Feeling awkward I gave this whole conversation another try.
"My name's Zach." I showed her my hand so that we could shake, but all she did was step back. Her whole body started to shake and I became concerned.
"Was it something I said?" I took a step forward, and just like that, she was gone." I looked around the room to see if I could find her, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"She's someone you need to leave alone." I turned around to find someone that looked like Maggie, but had a the color of red.
"Who are you?" I asked feeling down from my last encounter.
"The names Foxy, and just to let you know I'll be keeping an eye on you Zach." I felt a wave of depression overwhelm me.
"You know my name. Vigilant and smart." She growled.
"Don't mock me!" I just stood there.
"I wasn't, just looking at you, I can tell that you will do anything to protect them." I turned away as an image of a girl stood before me, scared and crying. I shook my head and left the room.
"Where do you think your going?" I stopped.
"No where." I answered coldly. Foxy swiftly walked behind me and grabbing my shoulder in a painful grip.
"Where are you going?" She told me in a hiss.
"Where? I don't know, I have no place to go." Her grip loosened and I slipped out. I left the room and headed toward the main entrance to the bar and decided to take a walk. The streets were crowded and noisy, cars were passing by, and people were talking on their phones like everything was a serious matter.
'You all are so anonymous of the real world, I should know.' I began to join the crowd and walked in the same direction as they were. The whole walk was boring, all I had was me, my thoughts, and, unfortunately, my memories. I would pass by each alleyway with the thought of my almost dying, or my... I shook my head, I locked that up a year ago, I can't remember, no matter what. Passing by, a woman that seemed to be holding her groceries and purse walked out of a store in a hurry. I got out of her way but she tripped and fell, sending all of the store bought food on the ground. I kneeled down and started to gather her stuff.
"Oh, thank you." I smiled.
"No problem miss" I was finishing up picking up her lost goods until a shady man in a hoodie swooped in and stole her purse from right in front of us. Wasting no time I went after thief who went in the direction that I just came. He started to slow down as the crowd became thick, but it was amazing to me that no one swooped in to save the day. I dodged the crowd and took the advantage and kicked him under his leg causing him to fall. I quickly grabbed the purse, as he took the chance to run for it down an alley.
The woman caught up with me before catching her breath. She stood up to where I could get a good look at her. She seemed young, and actually pretty hot too.
"You run faster than the wind." She said with a breath escaping from her mouth.
"Say, isn't this yours?" I joked. She then looked at me with look of lust.
"Thank god that a strong man was there to get it back for me." I frowned.
"I don't have any money." I told her plainly. She then frowned before swiping her purse and leaving like a stuck up bitch.
"People these days only love for the money, they might as well be hookers." I mumbled. Feeling tired I looked at the door behind me and realized as I was back at the bar. I gave a sigh before walking in that place again.
There were less customers than before, I looked up at the clock to find my shift was going to start in an hour and a half, so that meant closing time was soon. I was about to head to my office until Mr. Bear walked past me.
"Mr. Bear." I called out his name. He turned to me and smiled.
"How may I help you Zach?"
"I wanted to talk about the girls."
"What about them?" He asked in a stern voice.
"Did every security guard treat them so pervertedly?" I asked with much concern. Mr. Bear told me to follow him in a sign language fashion. I followed him to his office as he closed the door.
"Yes, my last night guards had to be fired do to their perverted actions against the girls, especially Mary." Mary was the one I was concerned the most about. She couldn't even talk to me, and she seemed so afraid, even when I only took a step toward her. I don't know why, but it made me feel… sad.
"Then why keep hiring for the night shift?"
"You should know that the world isn't what people normally see. I need someone to protect them from this world. They don't deserve what they have gone through."
"I can't explain it, but I to be that guard." Mr. Bear nodded.
"Of course, but if you lay a hand to hurt them, you will be fired, and arrested." I nodded.
"Understood." I get why he warned me, but I'm the one who should be worried.
