Chapter 3: You're Not My Type

Chapter 3: You're Not My Type

Matthew has been sitting at the other end of the bar when he noticed the lady at the other side of the room sitting at one of the bar stools at the far corner, she seems to be all by herself, she dismissed everyone who tried to hit on her, she’s been watching for a while now, just out of curiosity she kept his eyes on her, and then all of a sudden her tears were welling from her eyes then flowing freely down her cheeks, he suddenly felt bad, maybe she is here after a break up he thought, and feeling sympathetic towards the lady, he asked the guy tending to him to go check on her before she totally breaks down just in case ,which the bar tender willingly obliged. And after that the lady seem ta came to her senses and quickly paid her bill and started walking out the door, that is when he decided to approach her and offer to give her a ride home, she looks a so drunk already she looks like she’s gonna fall anytime, it might not be safe for her to drive or take a taxi on her own.

And as the girl was about to drop face first on the floor he was able to grab her by the waist, and steady her on her feet, he ushered her outside, she was offering her a ride and asking her for her address but she seems so out of it already, she looks like she drunk more than she could handle, and perhaps it has something to do with those tears earlier, she looks like a lady who came to drown a heartache? She probably just got divorced or maybe just broke up with someone? Who knows, maybe he will ask her later whet she is finally sober.

He asked the attendant to bring his car over and she propped the lady in the passengers seat properly and before he started the engine he asked for her address, but all she could hear is mumbling from her lips, she is just smiling and her eyes are lazily staring at him, he thought she is really cute, and surprisingly is not wearing make up at all, how unusual for a girl to be in a bar without a lot of make up. And he finds her really beautiful but somehow senses innocence in her, she doesn’t seems to be very young she has this maturity in her but he senses innocence in this lady. Now she has closed her eyes and seems t have gone to sleep. And now he doesn’t have a choice but to take her to his flat.

When they arrived at his building he guided her through the elevator into his place, unfortunately when they got there she started vomiting on to herself getting her clothes soaked in vomit, he was a little bit frustrated and annoyed because he never had to deal with anything like this before and now this

total stranger which he just pitied, he doesn’t even know her name, is now vomiting all over his apartment, and on him and on herself, she seem to not able to handle alcohol very well, but somehow he doesn’t seem to get mad at her at all in fact he felt concerned for her. He couldn’t help but think what could have happened to her if he was not there. He felt a little angry towards her, How could someone like her be so stupid, and allow herself to be in such a dangerous situation, what if it was someone else who picked her up? It is somehow weird he is feeling deep concern for some he doesn’t know, but anyway, what should he do now? Puke all over the place, she is so messed up, her clothes are soaked in disgusting vomit. He has never done anything like this before. He is usually the one drunk and the ladies are the ones who takes care of her.

He has no choice but to clean her up before putting her in bed, he can’t allow her to lie down in such a disgusting state. He has no choice, He took her to the bathroom and cleaned her up.

Lola woke up with an intense pain in her temple, she tried opening her eyes but the pain in her head gets more intense when she tries, so she kept them close and tried to go back to sleep, so she turned over propped herself nicely under the sheet, she thought the sheets are smelling really extra nice and extra soft today, and she is smelling something nice, like sweet honey with butter toast and bacon, it’s making her hungry. She tossed and turned a few times and she is really feeling hungry now.

When suddenly she opened her eyes so wide her head felt like it will explode but she doesn’t care because she felt naked, she looked under the sheets and indeed she was naked! the room is unfamiliar,

it is not her room, she closed her eyes again so tight that it hurts her, and tried to remember what happened last night. She couldn’t remember no matter how much she tried, her last memory of last night was her trying to drink herself to death because she finally surrendered from her plan of getting a man to “mate her” so she can have her own baby, a very selfish plan and very disgusting now that she could look back at the past weeks of man hunting!

But Why is she naked in an unfamiliar room? Did she manage to pick up someone in her drunken state last night? was she raped? Is she kidnapped? But she is in a nice room, rape usually doesn’t happen like that is it? Or maybe it does? She couldn’t think anymore more, what else happened after she got drunk. She couldn’t remember!

She was about to cry when the door opened and a handsome figure appeared by the door fully dressed in pajamas very fancy pajamas actually like silk a bit glossy and it is cream with a black lining. And the guy looks so good in it.

Good Lord she is admiring a total stranger who is probably her kidnapper and rapist and why is she not worried, why is she not angry and she is not scared.

She tried to say something but the guy beat her to it.

“ Ok good you’re awake. Your clothes are at the foot of the bed, by the way they are washed and clean, get yourself dressed, come and have breakfast and I will take you home”! And he closed the door.

“Washed and clean”? She thought, ‘do criminals take you home to get your clothes washed and clean now? She looked around the room and found her clothes at the foot of the very large bed she is lying on, She couldn’t stop thinking of what could have happened last night, Did he do something to her? Did something happen, shit!, why can’t she remember, but she is naked so maybe something did happen and if it’s so why can’ she remember it even just a bit!! So she felt her self down there but nothing feels unusual. She is ok. And as unusual as it is she is not afraid at all, worried yes, but fear none at all, he seems to be a nice person though!

She hurriedly put on her clothes, found the bathroom and washed her face, fix herself a bit and walked outside the room, following the smell of coffee towards a very nice kitchen with a view, He was there putting two cups of coffee on the table, toast eggs, bacon and butter are all set on the table with two breakfast plates, a nicely set breakfast, He pulled one of the chairs for her and offered her to sit which she did. She took the coffee with both her hands and took a sip, she looked and saw him staring at her intensely across the table with his hands folded across his chest, this time he doesn’t seem too nice anymore he seems annoyed. She tried to speak again but was so intimidated she couldn’t make a sound.

“I am Matthew by the way” he said “ nice to meet you I am Lola” she responded.

“ Ok ! Great! Lola nice to finally know your name, I was thinking of going through your purse earlier but that would be inappropriate isn’t it? “ She just kept staring at him. No words are forming in her lips still so she listened. “ And just to remind you that what you did last night is just plain stupid, you don’t look dumb to me, I will just assume that last night was hard for you, or maybe you are going through something rough at the moment that you will drink yourself to death all by yourself, as I have said I know you are not dumb, I am just glad I was the one who came to your aid last night, could you imagine if it could have been someone else? You are a very nice looking lady, do you understand what I mean? She just nodded in agreement, but in her mind she was asking “how about you what did you do to me? Why was I naked? Did we do something”? So many questions racing inside her head which he seemed to have read clearly. “ No” he said “ I did not do anything to you, don’t even dream about it” he said. “ you were a mess you puke all over yourself and all over my apartment, I had to clean you off, and had to clean the house all night. And don’t worry you are not my type”!

Hearing what he said, Lola felt blood rushing to her face, she is probably as red as a strawberry right now, but somehow was relieved that she was safe and the guy was a total gentleman but at the same time embarrassed and most of all she felt a bit rejected. She’s a bit angry too, he is implying and saying to her face that she is not attractive enough for his taste. That is making her feel mad.

She finally got the courage to say the word thank you, and said, she will take a taxi back home, of course she is not gonna tell him that she is all the way from stamford, and had taken the train the previous night. “I really appreciate what you have done for me” she said “sure I can call a taxi for you once you are finished with your food” he replied. So she tried to finish breakfast as soon as possible and stood up, found her purse sitting on the kitchen counter, she picked it up and said thank you again, and told him that she prefers to just walk outside and try to hail a cab from there, which he agreed to. He took her to the elevator and she said goodbye!

Once the elevator has closed, Matthew realized he’s till smiling, and he seems to find lola interesting, their meeting is not very ideal, but his curiosity has been aroused,

he wants to know her a little bit more. Will he see her again?