**Vincent**
She walked into the room and it was as though she was the only person in the hall at that moment, until I saw the person she had her arm looped into. Liam.
My mouth hung open in shock. For the first time in years, I was dumbstruck. This is easily the most shocking thing I've seen.
She came to the ball with him as his date? I found my fists ball up in my hand. Every other person in the room were in their own world while I stood there, watching as they walked around the room.
F*ck! What's going on with me? Why am I getting so riled up over the fact that she's his date to the ball.
Does this mean that they've been dating before? There has to be something between them for her to have agreed to be his date to the ball.
I grabbed a bottle of alcohol from a waiter that was passing by and downed the liquor in one go. I wouldn't take any drink from anyone that way, but I felt the need to numb my mind at the moment.
My mind was going haywire as different thoughts started swirling in my head. I stood at a corner, just watching people mingle while I stay in the corner and observe.
They were now nowhere in sight, the only thing I could see in their stead were two other people. I should be okay with that right, why did I grow even more restless?
Knowing they were both somewhere I had no idea about is way worse than seeing them together. F*ck! My brain is all jumbled up.
“Hey man." I almost jumped up in fright at the sudden voice behind me.
I gripped the glass cup in my hand tighter when I saw who it was, it's Liam and Michelle. My eyes went to the place where their hands were connected.
Now that she was close to me, my eyes raked her body and j could say that she was different.
The dress hugged her body she accentuated her curves perfectly, her upper body down to her hips was carved perfectly.
“Are you okay, boss? You look lost for some minutes there." Liam's voice broke the reverie I was lost in. He was almost yelling over the loud noise in the room.
“Yeah, did you say anything?" I asked.
“Nothing, i think it's time for your speech." He said. That was when I realized that music was the only thing playing in the hall.
People were no longer dancing or conversing. I dropped the cup I just drank liquor out from on the table then composed myself, walking up to the podium.
The music stopped too when I stepped on the podium and everyone's attention was on me.
I gave the speech I didn't even rehearse in my head, it was just from my head. It's not like I remembered that I was going to say a speech.
When I was done, a round of applause was what escorted me till I got to the ground again. A slow music started playing in the background and a large circke was formed in the middle of the room.
This is just the exact time I go out of the room each year, I'm not interested in things like these, what's the fun in waltzing around? It's just so cringe.
I wanted to walk out of the room like I always do, but something caught my attention.
Liam and Michelle on the dance floor, they were so caught up in the moment that they seem not to notice any other person in the room.
My fists ball up in my hand again as anger course through me, I wanted nothing more than to walk over there to drag her away from there or to punch Liam in the face for dancing with her.
Realizing that I was probably going insane, I stormed out of the room through the big doors. The cool night breeze met my skin as I stepped out.
Instead of hanging around like I always do, I got into my car and drove out of the premises with blood pumping through my veins violently.
I had no idea of where I was going to, all I knew needed to get out of there or I was going to break someone's nose.
Putting the car into drive, i revved out of the driveway. I went back to the same place Liam dragged me to weeks ago, only willingly this time.
Michelle is really driving me insane. I've never felt this intense feeling about someone before and it's just so crazy how I haven't even known her for up to four months yet she somehow have me wrapped around her little finger!
I got into the club and just went straight to the bar again like the last time, ordering the strongest alcohol again.
I couldn't drink as much as I wanted to in the ball going on, so as not to rouse another thing in the minds of my employees as I could be really funny when I'm drunk.
I drank swigs after swigs of the alcohol till all I could see was blurry images of people around me. I still haven't doing that numb feeling I was craving so I drank some more.
There it is, the numb sensation I needed came after I took the eighth glass of the really strong alcohol. Every worries and concerns in me before I got in here dissapeared away.
I felt fuzzy, really weird. It's a different feeling when you're not just worried about anything again.
I sat on the same spot, in my own head and only one name kept appearing on my mind even when every other thing seemed to have evaporated away; Michelle.
Why's she being such a pest? She's like a magnet of some sort that keeps coming back no matter how much I try to keep her at an arms length.
I brought out my phone and dialed the first number that came up. I couldn't even see the screen well.
“Vincent?" Her angelic voice came on.