Although Mark knew he wasn't able to stop her by his words alone, he wasn't gonna let herself just jump on the first and best man she saw. He wouldn't tell her to stay away from the bar because he knew she would just go somewhere else where he couldn't keep an eye on her. It was better she was there right in front of him where he at least could try and stop her.
A couple of hours into the night he could see how she started scanning the room for a victim.
"He'll be back in two days," he said and patted her hand.
"So?" She asked.
"So maybe wait it out this time, just until you've talked to him," he answered.
"There's nothing left to talk about," she said.
"Fine, don't talk but at least just listen to him for once," he said.
He walked away to serve some customers. As he turned around again, he saw she was talking with some stranger who had approached her in the bar.
"For crying out loud," he muttered.
He took his phone out and dialed Roman. He answered shortly after.
"I'm really trying here, Roman, but I need your help," Mark said.
"Yeah?" Roman asked.
"She's got someone lined up. Just run along with it," Mark said.
Mark walked over to her and reached the phone towards her.
"There's a call for you," he said.
"Who is it?" She asked while taking the phone but Mark didn't answer.
"Hello?" She asked while putting the phone to her ear.
"Hey Zola, it's Roman," his voice sounded in the other end.
"Roman?" She asked.
Mark leaned towards the stranger.
"It's her boyfriend. He's this really big guy with hugh muscles. He's kind of protective of her. They're so sweet together," he said, pretending not to know this stranger's true intentions.
"Oh," the man just said and walked away.
"Fuck you," she said as she handed the phone back to Mark, refusing to talk to Roman.
Mark just smiled and grabbed the phone. He stepped away from her and put it to his ear.
"It worked. He took off," Mark said.
"Good," Roman said and sighed.
"I'm sorry to have to put you through this," Mark said.
"It's alright. I kind of signed up for it willingly," Roman said.
"This trick won't work tomorrow again though. Do me a favour and send me a picture of you. One that shows how huge you are and make you look scary," Mark said.
"You sure you're not gonna use that for your own private needs?" Roman asked and chuckled.
"Ha ha, funny. You're not my type," Mark said and laughed.
"I'll send one. Bye Mark," Roman said and hung up.
Mark walked back to her.
"You're an asshole," she said.
"You still love me," he said.
"I do. And now I'm going home. My night is ruined," she said.
"Good," he said and smiled.
The next night she was back again, once again scanning the room for a willing victim. It wasn't hard finding some single guy up for some fun. It never was.
"One more day. Can you at least wait that long?" Mark asked as he noticed her looking around.
"Nope," she answered.
"I'm not gonna let you ruin it this time," he said.
"Not really your call," she said as she was sending smiles towards a man in the back.
Shortly after the man got up and walked towards her.
"Mind if I buy you a drink?" He asked.
"Not at all," she answered.
The man turned his attention towards Mark.
"Two beers," he said.
Mark took out his phone and found the picture Roman had sent him yesterday.
"Before I do, just take a look at this," he said and turned the phone so the man could see.
"Why am I looking at a man?" The man asked.
"That's her boyfriend. And yes, he is as scary as he looks when it comes to other men moving in on his girl. You want me to call him and ask him to come by?" Mark asked.
"I'm sorry," the man quickly said and walked away again.
"Oh my god, will you cut it out?" She yelled at Mark.
"Yeah, tomorrow I will," he answered.
"You're ruining my night," she said.
"No, I'm not. I'm making it better. You don't need a guy like that," he said and nodded towards the man who was back at his original table.
"You don't know what I need," she said.
"Why don't you do what you do best?" He asked.
"Sex is what I do best," she answered.
"No, singing is what you do best," he said and handed her the folder with the list of songs.
She scanned through the list before finally choosing one.
"You're up right after that drunk woman is done murdering that Beatles song," he said.
She turned her focus towards the stage and waited. He stepped away from her and took out his phone to call Roman.
"I think you wanna hear this," he said as he watched her walk towards the stage and get ready.
He put on the song and turned the phone in the direction of the stage so Roman could hear her sing.
When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale
I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
At the curtain's call
It's the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl
So they dug your grave
And the masquerade
Will come calling out
At the mess you made
Don't wanna let you down
But I am hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't wanna hide the truth
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
She walked back to the bar where Mark was still standing with the phone in his hand.
"Who are you giving a free concert?" She asked.
"Roman," he answered.
Her eyes turned sad.
"He wasn't supposed to hear that," she said in a low tone, almost whispering.
"Just talk to him," Mark said while reaching the phone towards her.
She shook her head, turned around and left the place.
"I'm sorry, Roman, she stormed off," he said as he put the phone to his ear again.
"That song said more than she could possibly do over the phone," Roman said.
"Yeah, I know. You're coming back tomorrow, right?" Mark asked.
"Yes I am. I'm coming back and this time I'm not letting her run away," Roman answered.
