Chapter 3 Chapter 3
Theodore
Drunk.
She lifted her head to look at me as I intervened with the men holding her. Her tear-filled eyes stared at me like I was her savior, but I knew she wasn't focused. Her eyes were wandering.
“I know you aren't with her, so mind your business,” The bald head spat, and the rest frowned, mad at being interrupted.
“I'm indeed not with her,”
Her head shot up again to look at me. They were pleading. She was pleading for me to help her, and that sent waves that I couldn’t explain to my body.
It was her eyes.
There was nothing special about it. It couldn’t be weighed against any of my collection, yet it was drawing me.
“But you can't take her.”
They turned to look at themselves and laughed
They were thugs. Lowly ones, too low for me to spend time on. Unworthy of my attention.
But I couldn’t leave her to them. Hell, if I knew the reason why I shouldn't.
“Boss, I think it's better to let go of her. He does not look like someone we should mess with.” The tallest one spoke to the one holding the girl, but he pushed him off.
“Do you seriously think he can fight us all? He may look tall, but he is only a college kid under the hoodie. You,” He turned to me. “If you want her, then you have to bail her out after all, you are taking our excitement for the night.” They all nodded.
“Hmm,”
To bail her out was to give out my money.
Money was either earned or stolen, and those who steal always pay with their blood.
So what categories do these individuals belong to? If it's handed to them, it shouldn’t be stolen.
I should leave them.
Leave the girl with them. After all, she must have put herself in the position, just like many women here.
“Please,”
She didn’t raise her head, yet I heard her silent plea. But what made her think I was a better option?
Ethan approached from the side.
“Boss, why are you standing here?” He asked, his eyes scanning the scene.
“Boss, is that not Ethan Trevor?” One spoke among them, and they all looked at Ethan.
Their eyes widened, and they murmured among themselves.
Ethan turned to me, his expression puzzled.
“Who are they? and what's wrong with the girl?”
I shrugged.
“I told you to leave her earlier, boss. If he is Ethan, that means the other is Theodore Mateo,” The bald one spoke, fear in his eyes as it should be.
He lowered his voice, but I could hear him. “We should leave now, boss, before he ticks. Remember what our brothers said the last time!”
The one called the boss stepped forward and adjusted his hold on the girl. His movement was in check, calculated not to add to his mistake.
“We are sorry for questioning you earlier. We didn't know it was you. Can I place her on the chair there? She is really sleepy,” He laughed like he was cracking a joke.
“I don't know what is going on here, but place her on the chair and leave,” Ethan said.
“Thank you for your mercy.” Others, except the leader, bowed and ran. Leaving the leader behind to drop the girl.
“Thank you, boss, thank you.” He ran after, following his members.
“Why did you save her?” Ethan asked, still confused as he looked at the girl.
“Her eyes were pleading.”
He shook his head like I had lost it, but I was never in check.
“Did you catch him?”
“Of course not. He must have noticed your presence, I told you to stay behind. But I found something which I’ve sent to the Raven.”
I nodded.
“What are we going to do with the girl?”
Just then, her phone rang.
“Josh,” Ethan took the phone and waved it at me.
“Pick it,”
It was either a friend or a boyfriend. Either way, there was someone to pick her up.
“Selena, where are you? It's past 10,” A male voice sounded from the end.
So, her name was Selena.
A perfect name.
For a muse.
“Why aren't you answering your phone? Is something wrong?” He was worried.
Ethan turned to me and handed over the phone.
“What are you?” I asked.
“Huh? Who the hell are you, and what are you doing with my sister's phone?”
So, it was a brother.
“Your sister is asleep. The location will be sent to you, so rush down to pick her.”
I handed the phone to Ethan.
“Asleep? Why is she sleeping with you there? Who are you to-?” He paused. “Please stay with her. I’ll be there in a minute, so please wait.”
Ethan must have sent him the location.
“You trust us now all of a sudden?”
“Why are you two? Oh my God, Selena. Who are you?”
Ethan ended the call. “Let's leave now?” He asked.
“Yes.”
I glance at her.
I should take her with me. I could still see those eyes as they pleaded for me to save her.
But I will leave.
I should wait to see how long I can contain the new desire.
Selena
My head hurt as I opened my eyes to my room. It was night already.
“You are finally awake,” Josh entered the room and handed me the plate in his hand. It was a hangover soup.
“Thank you,” I drank from it.
“No matter what happened, how could you have gotten so drunk to be left vulnerable to two unknown men?”
I frowned at his words. “What do you mean?”
“You can’t remember?” He laughed, “I got worried yesterday, and called you, but your phone was picked up by strangers. Do you know how scared I was that something happened to you?” He rubbed his hair back.
Suddenly, memories of last night rushed in.
Noah had cheated, and I broke up with him. Then, I had gone to the bar, only to be dragged by three unknown men.
Those bastards.
“Please,”
Then, I had pleaded with someone. But who? He was blurry in my memory.
He must have helped me at the end.
“So, you didn’t meet the one who called you?”
“No. Next time you want to get drunk, please inform me. Only God knows what would have happened to you.” He scolded with a glare.
“I’ll be going out now.”
He spoke standing from the bed, and that was when I noticed he was fully dressed.
“Where are you going?”
“I got a job around and it’s starting with a night shift.”
My brows furrowed, not understanding his words.
“Why did you apply for a job when you should be studying?”