Chapter 35:
Muntaha ordered a vodka from the bar, after Danny's visit sleep was the last thing on her mind. She had just drowned the glass of vodka down and ordered another one when they started playing a song...
"Did the best that I could
Said I'd die for you and I would
But I drowned all those feelings in the flood.."
Muntaha looked up at the bar ceiling and laughed, 'You are a bitch arent you?" she said cursing fate. Fate just wanted her to feel more lonely. More alone. Remind her of her broken heart.
"Need to know if you're there
If you're listening to my prayers to my tears
Feel like raindrops through the mud.."
He wasn't there obviously. She'd just turned down her one and only chance with Danny Jones because she had to choose the fucking wrong moment to be all moral and good. There Danny was telling her about his attraction, heck she could have gotten her chance. But she had to be righteous and good. Well, her goodness had led her to this dingy dirty bar at 11 pm in the night. Well fuck you too fate.
"How was I to know that a year ago
I'd need to read between the lines
And every lie and that's why.."
Why couldn't she have fallen for an available guy? Why did she have to fall for the worst possible guy ever? Who was a complete arse not to mention. She wanted to scream and cry and laugh, and just not feel anything for him but was that possible?
"Every time I fall asleep my dreams are haunted
And every time I close my eyes I'm not alone
And every time I cry I'm right back where you wanted
I try to drown you out, so down goes another one..."
She gulped down her third glass of vodka and ordered another one, flashes of her conversation earlier ran through her mind. Why had she told him to leave? Why? So here she was now trying to drown her pain by drinking vodka.
"Down goes another one
Down goes another one.."
Another glass of vodka was drowned, and then another, and another..and another..and another before she lost count as she kept on drinking.
"Living fast, dying young
But I'm living with what you've done
Now I face accusations
I won't run, no.."
She couldn't blame anyone. It was all her doing. She had turned him down. She had fallen in love with him. She was the arsehole, the jerk in it all. Danny wasn't at fault. No one was at fault. She knew Danny was never going to be hers but she had dared to hope and now she had to face the consequences. She had to face the pain, the hurt.
"I'm starting to remember things that you said
I'm unraveling what they meant
But the world moves on
You're just another one.."
She remembered the elevator conversation, everything had been so perfect. They both were laughing and sharing. It was a moment of complete bliss, only if it had been eternal. Only if it was possible to spend their whole life in that lift. But no, the lift opened and she had to face reality.
'And how can I go on
'Cause when I'm in the sun
I see your shadow on the ground
But you're never there when I turn around.."
Danny was everywhere. Her mind. Her thoughts. Her heart. She couldn't help it. She somehow connected everything in her life with someone said something she always wondered what Danny would say. She was irrevocably in love with Danny, but he would never know. Would never care. Would never feel.
"Every time I fall asleep my dreams are haunted
And every time I close my eyes I'm not alone
And every time I cry I'm right back where you wanted
I try to drown you out, so down goes another one.."
"Ma'am, do you want another vodka?"
"No, I want some brandy"
"But Ma'am.."
"Brandy"
The bartender shrugged as he handed her a bottle of brandy.
"And how can I go on
'Cause when I'm in the sun
I see your shadow on the ground
But you're never there when I turn around.."
The vodka was not helping, she could feel the pain as clear as ever. And she couldn't seem the get Danny out of her head. She wasn't drunk enough yet. Time to try the brandy.
"Down goes another one
Down goes another on
Down goes another one
Down goes another one.."
The whole bottle was empty by the time the song ended, but it still didn't help. The fucking pain wouldn't leave. She wasn't drunk enough yet.
"Getting drunk are we?" she turned around to look and saw Adrian standing there, what was he doing here? Was she hallucinating? She blinked her eyes a few times. Nope, still Adrian.
"Okkkayyy nnnnow I seriously think you'reeeee stalking me" she said her words slightly slurring because of the alcohol.
She heard him chuckle, "Well, a brokenheart would only be at a bar drinking the pain away wont it?"
"Sureeeeee. theee saaamee baaarr I'm in"
"Even when you're this drunk, you wont leave trying to be a pain will you?"
"Heeeyyyy " she said offensively
"Okay, Okay, so what made you come here?"
"Firsst ordeeer me a whissskeeeyyy"
"Oh no lady, you've had enough to drink for a night"
"Who saaaizee shooo?"
Adrian just shok his head, she was a goner, she was so drunk she could barely walk. Adrian picked her up;
"heeeyyyyyy, putttt meee dowwwwn"
"Shutup, you are going home"
"HEELPPP HELPPP, ddiiiissss maaan is kindaaappping me"
Adrian just laughed; "Its midnight misses, no one will hear you"
"You bad baddd maaan" she said as she waggled her finger at him.
'Oh you'll be thankful to me in the morning"
"No" he heard her huff.
"Yes, you will be"
"I waannttt my whissskeeeeeerrrrsss"
"Whiskey sweetheart"
"Whiskerrsss"
"Okay"
"Wheres my whiskers?"
"No whiskers for naughty girls like you" Adrian teased
"Naughtyy girls, no I'm a good girlll, verrry good gooood that I just manaaagedd to breaak my own heart" she said with a sad smile as she pointed at her heart.
"And why did this good girl break her own heart again?"
"He caaame to me and I said go awwway. I'm a good girl"
"Came to you?" Adrian said confused.
He saw her nod,
"Yesssh, he saaid he liked me but I said no, bad manners to leave Georgiiii"
"Ow" he said feling bad for her. She really did love the jerk alot. She didnt deserve this pain. Why was life so cruel to good people?
Muntaha groaned, her head felt like lead and the light itrritated her eyes, she couldnt open her eyes, she tried to sit up but failed. She tried for the third time but fell back. Urgh. What the fuck had happened? She tried once again to sit up but this time before she could fall, a pair of hands helped her sit up.
"I told you you'd thank me in the morning" she heard Adrian's soft voice.
"Adriaan, is that you?" she said squinting her eyes.
"Yes, thats me" he said
"And this is for you" he said handing her a pill and a glass of lemon juice. He slowly made her take the pill and drink the lemon juice.
"You'll feel better in sometime" Before she could reply, her eyes shut and darkness engulfed her.
Danny woke up with his arms wrapped around Georgia's, he smiled lightly. He was indeed a lucky man he thought as he looked at her serene face. Suddenly an image of Muntaha flashed in front of his eyes, he shut his eyes. He had to stop thinking about her. He slowly got up from bed and went to the washroom. He discarded his clothes and opened the shower. Hot steaming water started pouring, Danny stood under it. letting all the tension, all the frustration, all the guilt wash away with the water. He had to stop thinking about her. She was a stupid attraction, nothing more. He had to stop thinking about her eyes or her smile or her voice. He needed to keep Muntaha out of her thoughts.
Muntaha awoke again, this time she was feeling much better as she slowly sat up on her bed, her head didn't pain like before and she could open her eyes properly.
"I see the queen has finally woken up" she looked up to see Adrian leaning against the door frame.
Muntaha groaned, "Adrian, what happened last night?"
"I'm a rapist and took advantage of your drunk state and we did it"
Muntaha's eyes widened, what? She tried to rewind her memory, she remembered seeing Adrian at the bar, then flashes of Adrian carrying her and then she was blank after that.
Muntaha looked up as she heard Adrian laughing loudly, she glared at him as realization set in, She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"You jerk"
"Your face was epic, you looked so tensed"
"Arsehole"
Muntaha closed her eyes in embarrassment, she had not said that.
"Please tell me I didn't say that"
"Oh you did and not even once, twice" he said teasingly.
"Oh God" she said as she leaned her head back on her bed.
"And did I mention how heavy you are?"
"What?"
"Yeah woman, you need to low down the calories, keep those icecream tubs away, the so called comfort food, my arms are breaking"
"Really?"
"Yes, you just look thin but God are you heavy"
"I'm so so.." she started to apologize but saw the look on his face;
"Arsehole" she said as she threw another pillow at him. He ducked before it hit him.
"Gosh, the way you become all serious and so funny" he said his voice full of laughter.
"Jerk" she said grabbing another pillow and aiming it at him. He caught it before it hit him.
'Okay queen if you're done with throwing pillows, freshen up. Your humble servant has cooked you breakfast which is going to be ice-cold in seconds if you don't get your royal arse moving" he said as he walked back towards the living room. Muntaha smiled, she was glad Adrian was here right now.
"ThankGod, your smiling now. Your frowning face really is ugly" he said before he left completely. Muntaha lifted her hand to grab another pillow to hit him, but all the pillows had gotten over. She heard his laughter, she sighed, he'd known all along the pillows were over.
"ARSEHOLE" she shouted out angrily but she was smiling. She was happy to have the arsehole here.