Chapter 2 Stuck with him

Vivienne POV

I was too tense to think clearly, it was getting late. The restaurant was empty, all the customers had already left except for a couple and the drunk man. I didn't know how to get rid of him. After he grabbed me by force, I got so scared that I thought he would do something bad to me. The way he gripped my waist so tight had me sweating from fear and I wanted to scream for help since people were around and if the man wanted to do anything bad to me in public then he would get arrested, however , to my surprise, the man was sobbing.

After another twenty minutes of listening to him, I finally got a chance to slip away from the man and rushed away from him.

"Thanks for coming, "I said to the couple, who handed me a tip and left the restaurant. I sighed heavily and glanced at the watch, and it was nearly midnight. I had to change, at least by the time I would come back then the man would have left.

"Idiot" I cursed, recalling how a bastard our boss was. He made us work hard and earned him a lot of money, while he squandered like the scoundrel he was. Putting that to the back of my head, I walked back to the dining area, grabbed the keys from the cashier's counter, and prepared to head out when I heard the loud noise of a bottle breaking.

"Oh no!"I muttered and made a run for it towards table ten. It seemed I was cursed to meet such a man. I was worried he could hurt himself with broken glass pieces and once I got there, I found him trying to stand, but he was stumbling around and losing his balance, knocking over some empty bottles hence with the speed, I reached him, nearly falling but rested my hand on the table and tried to keep him from still, but he shrugged me away with force.

He muttered with hiccups, keeping me at arm's length "Don't...don't touch me"I narrowed my eyes as I watched him dig through his coat. I was shocked he even remembered he had a black coat, seeing the state he was in. It was fascinating how he was fighting with the coat, not sure what he was getting, but my eyes widened when he took out his black wallet.

"H-here...thanks...hiccups...thanks for listening" To my shock, he walked closer to me, startling the living daylight out of me as he nearly fell on me but rested his large hands on my shoulders and then connected our forehead, he was breathing heavily, and his breath smelled like liquor. I was perplexed, not sure what he was doing but when he shoved the money in the back pocket of my jeans he whispered something about being a good listener.

"One customer down...zero to go...Vivie, now you are free to go" I said with cheer as I reached my hand to my back pocket and retrieved the cash I was given, and immediately I brought it to my front.

"No...no, what if he comes back and says I stole from him" I said in a worried tone and took to my heels as I rushed after them not realizing that I forgot to grab the keys and lock the restaurant. I hoped the man was still out there and once I opened the door and rushed out into the night, my eyes had to narrow a little to see properly because it was too dark outside. A cold breeze was blowing so much that I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, unfortunately , I was too anxious to look around for the man.

'S...sir!"I shouted after him from afar, unfortunately, he wasn't paying attention; hence I took to my heels and ran to him, I played basketball. Running was my specialty that was why my coach chose me as the team captain. "Sir...oh god" I said with heavy breaths when I reached his car and rested my hand on my beating heart turn chuckled, and I leaned to his car to catch my breath, unfortunately, he didn't even notice I was there he was looking for his car keys I'm sure. My eyes narrowed as I bent down to help him out.

"You must be looking for your car keys huh...let's look together," I said with a smile and went on my knees and started helping him out, he was focused and seemed kind of disturbed. I wondered why no one came to get him. He was drunk, so how would he drive the car "found them!"I exclaimed with cheers as soon as my hand touched something and unexpectedly pressed a button when trying to retrieve the keys and the car made a noise. The man straightened up, and I guessed he heard me.

"Give" he simply said, but I shook my head, keeping the keys away from him. He could barely look up or stand, so how was he going to drive.

"Look here sir...have you ever heard of don't drink and drive...well I have, and I've seen many people die in road accidents all because of drinking and driving" I explained to him in one breath, but he didn't say anything but ignored my lecture and returned to his car. It looked expensive, and I guessed he was not an ordinary man. Even his car screamed millions of dollars.

"No no.you can't drive...m...move back" I rushed to him, stopping him from getting to the driver's seat, he was stumbling all over and couldn't see where he was going; hence I quickly held him up and opened the back seat of the car

'S...sir...hold still...get in"I struggled to say and tried with all my might to settle the man in his car, but he was difficult to move. The man was twice my weight and forgot that he was well-built and I was just a 19-year-high school basketball player who barely lifted anything to make me strong "c...come on"Finally I shoved him in and secured his legs further in so that he was half sleeping and exhaled as I stood there wiping sweat from my forehead. I was tired from morning, from working and running around, and now I had to carry a full-grown man who was drunk.

"What to do?"I muttered with a long sigh as I rested my hands on my hips and glanced up at the dark blue sky. I was damned, and I knew my night was cursed. All I wanted was to go home and rest before tomorrow, but now I was sure it was past midnight. "Where does he live..."I asked, not sure what to do with him. I could leave him in the car until morning, but then again, that wasn't so safe, many thugs passed around the shabby area and if they saw the car, they would try to steal it and if they found him then the chance of killing him was there.

I didn't know what to do, even biting my lower lip, which was my habit whenever I was thinking about plans, didn't help me, and now I was trapped in my nightmare but when I glanced down where I dropped the cash he gave me. An idea clicked in my head which made me snap my fingers with happiness as a smile appeared on my face.

Of course, he had money. How about I rented him a small motel so he could sleep there? I could pay with his money and then leave him there by tomorrow morning. I was sure he was likely to find his way home.

Quickly I got in the car, settled in the driver's seat and slammed the door shut, the man wasn't moving, and I guessed he had fallen asleep.

"Some men just let themselves go...I wonder if he's married...I'm sure his wife is going crazy waiting for her husband...such men"I scoffed with disdain, looking back at the man and then reaching my hands for the steering wheel. I exhaled, not sure how to drive a car, it was different, and seeing it, I was scared.

"Focus Vivie...it's none of your business...just find a way to get rid of him and go home and sleep" I reminded myself and focused on the task at hand. I needed to drive the car; hence I started the engine and hoped I didn't crash because if I did, then I was going to be in big trouble and the man sitting comfortably as if he were some kind would be to blame.