Chapter 5: Don't Be Sour
When we go to the Borderline there was a long line. I sighed and Patch seemed to have caught it. He grabbed my hand, "Come on." He said. He dragged me to the front of the line, "We can't just cut in front of everyone!" I said over the loud noise of talking people. Patch walked up to the hostess, "Hey, my girlfriend and I are going to eat dinner here. Think we can sneak in?" He asked with a puppy dog glance. "Go ahead." She said with a longing stare at him. She watched as we walked through the doors. Due to Patch working there we were able to pick a table. Patch decided on a private table hidden in the back of the room. Usually you had to pay extra to get back there but I guess working there had its perks. He motioned for me to sit down then took a seat across from me. "Very private, why exactly do we need a private table?" I said with a grin. "Oh you know. We can do whatever we want back here Angel." Patch returned my grin then winked. I picked up the menu and my eyes scanned it. The waitress came to the table, "Hey Patch, didn't expect to see you here. Can I get you something to drink?" "Coke is fine." Patch replied. The waitress turned her head to look at me as if to ask "What would you like?" "A strawberry virgin daiquiri." I said. She nodded and walked away. I scanned over my menu again and decided I would be fine with an Enchilada. I folded the menu back up and placed it on the side of the table where Patch's already sat. He looked up at me, "What are you getting?" "An enchilada, what are you getting?" I asked. "A burrito." He answered as he dipped a chip into some spicy salsa. The waitress came back and placed our drinks on the coasters. "Ok, now what can I get you guys to eat?" she asked as she scooped the menus up. Patch ordered first then the waitress turned to me and I placed my order. Once again she nodded and walked away. "So at Bo's I'm thinking I can work on your pool skills with you then I was hoping it'd be okay to go back to your place?" He asked. "Yep sounds good my mom is out somewhere on business for work and won't be back until Sunday." I replied. He grinned. "You're lucky we have all night." I added "I'm getting lucky." Patch said with a grin. His flirtatious joke was humorous and I let out a small giggle. Our food came shortly after and we plowed down on the food. After eating we directly left. "Isn't there a check we had to pay?" I asked. "Nope I work here so we get to eat free." He said seeming quite satisfied. We got back into his truck and headed to Bo's.
When we pulled up Bo's actually had a short line. For a Friday night you'd think the line would be larger, but I suppose it makes sense since not many people know about this place. Patch walked straight to the front of the line and looked at Bo. Bo nodded and Patch walked straight in with me following him. We went down a stair case and emerged in a room full of several green pool tables. Patch walked to the one at the farthest end of the room. "Ok, first let's start by having you grab the right pool stick." He said heading towards a rack that held several long pool sticks. He motioned for me to pick on. My options were one with a sharp metal pattern on the end or one with a wooden tip with a green substance on it. I grabbed the one wait a wooden tip. "Good. Now before using it what do you put on it?" He asked while grabbing for a stick of his own. I looked around and found a tiny little box hanging from a string off of the rack and pulled up to my face so that I could examine it. The box like shape had the green substance in it. It wasn't a liquid but it came off on the pool stick as if it were chalk. I held it up to Patch and he nodded, "It's chalk you put it on the end of the stick by just rubbing it on the end." I did as he said and my pool stick was covered in chalk. He let out a small laugh and whipped the chalk off of the whole stick except the tip, and proceeded to put some on the end of his stick. We then both walked over to the large, green, rectangular pool table. "Alright bend over the table with your stick held out." He instructed. He bent over me and put his hands over mine. He picked my hands up and positioned them on the stick the way they were supposed to. He kissed the side of my neck and whispered in my ear, "Now you want to aim and hit the queue ball. The queue ball is the white one." He instructed. Then together we pulled the stick back and shot it at the white ball. The white queue ball sent the other glossy spheres in every direction. The 5 ball sunk into a pocket, and the 4 ball sunk into a pocket. We both watched still standing hunched over the table. He kissed my cheek and said, "Good job Angel, now try on your own." Then he backed up. I hunched back over the table and positioned my stick moving it around to figure out which ball I wanted to hit, "Try and choose one that you can hit and will hit another ball. Do you understand?" He asked. I nodded and positioned the pole to strike the 6 ball, if I hit the 6 ball with enough power it would fly at the 2 ball. "Now make sure all of the balls you hit now are a solid color. Then save the 8 ball for last. If you put the 8 ball in a pocket before all of the solid colors are in then you lose." Patch instructed. I pulled back and shot at the 6 ball the 6 ball hit the 2 ball sending it into the side pocket and the 6 ball went in after the 2 ball. I turned around and smiled at Patch his eyes bugged out, "Nice job Angel." He said and stepped up to take his turn. He then aimed and hit the 10 ball into one of the pockets. I stepped up; after a while the only balls left were the 1 and 8. Before I could hit in the 8 ball I had to hit in the 1 ball or I would lose. Lucky for me the 8 ball was right in front of the one ball and they were right in front of a pocket. I aimed at the 8 ball and hit it. The 1 ball plunged into the pocket, my eyes moved to the 8 ball which was slowly moving to the pocket. Little by little it rolled against the green fabric covering the table it got to the edge to fall over the socket….and…..it sat motionless on the edge. "Argh!" I said frustrated and walked away. Patch stepped up and without any effort hit the ball into the pocket. He spun around and took my pole, he put both of our poles on the rack. "You win," I said. "Aw don't be sour. You did a good job." He came close to me and kissed my shoulder, then moved to my neck. I got butterflies in my stomach. He then moved to my cheek and to my lips. I kissed him back. He pulled back, "Let's go." He said. "Wait, I need to go to the bathroom really quick." I said. He nodded gave me directions to where the bathrooms were. I slowly made my way up the stairs and around the corner. I swung open the bathroom door and a body laid crumpled in the middle of the bathroom right beneath the sinks.
A/N Hey guys so I got a request for more cliff hangers. I totally understand where your coming from! Before I didn't have the cliff hangers due to the fact that this was pre typed in my Microsoft, I read this story a while ago. I tried to put more cliff hangers in so hopefully this is better! Thanks for the reviews leave me more on what you think. Is this chapter better than the rest?