It was so embarrassing! I was a total mess. It was too late before I realized what I have done. I just puked on someone.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to." I looked at his shirt. Dammit!
I opened my bag to see if I have any tissue or handkerchief to wipe his shirt. I was so frustrated when I found nothing but my mobile phone.
He opened the car's door beside me then get a piece of cloth and handed me a wet wipe.
"Uh, thank you." I hesitate to get the wipe. I heard him sighed then pulled me closer to him then wipe the edge of my lips. I stunned.
"You know, young lady. This place is not a good girl like you," he said in a very deep and husky voice.
"I-I was with a friend." I stuttered. Why?!
"Uh-huh." He continued to wipe my mouth.
My eyes drifted to his shirt full of puke. Although my hands were shaking, I still managed to get the cloth and start cleaning him. He stopped what he is doing then I was so shocked when he removed his shirt. I immediately closed my eyes. I heard him chuckled.
"You are cute." He pinched my nose.
Still, my eyes closed, I felt him grabbed my hand then guided the cloth to his broad chest. He was the one who controlled my hand to wipe his body. Oh my!
I withdrew my hand then turn around. I heard him chuckled again then he opened his car again. There was a sudden silence before he grabbed one of my hands and made me faced him.
"Are you alright now?" His soft and manly voice filled my ears. His breath smells like mint and wine, I suddenly get conscious of how my breath smells, so I just nodded for a response.
"Where is your friend?" he asked again.
Right! Where is that girl?! I gasped.
"What time is it?" I asked the guy.
He took a glimpse at his wristwatch. "It's almost 1 am. You have a curfew?"
"I need to go home; my father is going to kill me!" I said hysterically.
Oh, please! Don't get me wrong, I am not overreacting. If you know my father, you can't blame me.
"I can give you a ride if you want?"
I gazed at him. I shook my head. "I already bothered you so much. And thank you for saving me a while ago. I need to go." I was about to run when I heard him call my name.
"Get in my car, Aliyah! Please," he said.
I slowly turned my head to him. "I never told you my name." He was starting to freak me out.
"I just know you for a very long time. You can trust me." He held my hand.
"How can I trust a man like you? I don't even know your name!" I spoke.
"As I said you can trust me. I am a well-known doctor here in town." He stepped on the lights revealing his handsome face.
I looked away. No! I will not fall on that face!
"Huh? Really? Do you think you can fool me easily?" I rolled my eyes.
"If I'm going to do something bad at you, I should have done that when you were not on yourself." He raised his hand and showed me his license card.
Oh! He's truly a doctor!
But before I can read his name, he immediately hides his card.
"So, are you going to accept my offer, or your dad will ground you forever?" He smirked.
I pouted my lips then rolled my eyes. "Fine, as if I have any choice. My friend was nowhere to be found--" I gasped. "Oh, my! I need to find Gail first!"
"Don't worry, I will take care of her when I come back here," he said then pulled me on the front seat of his car.
"Do you know Gail?" I asked him.
"Let's just say, I am a friend of her too. Wear your seatbelt, dear."
I don't know how this man got me so easily. I never let myself go with a stranger. But now?! I'm getting weirder!
I checked my phone and it's 12:47 am. My home was so far away from that bar. I glanced at this man who's smiling. He's probably crazy.
"Can you go a little bit faster?"
At my peripheral vision, I see that he looked at me for a second then gave me what I wanted. It was a great relief when we got home just right in time.
"Oh no!" I exclaimed when I saw my angry father standing at the front door of our house.
When he noticed me, he immediately went near me. His eyes drifted on the man that is now beside me.
"Who is this man, Aliyah? Where the heck is Gail?!" He was furiously mad.
"Uhm…" I don't know what to say.
"Good morning, sir. I brought your daughter home, safely. Her friend is--" he looked at me, "- was fine as her."
My father softened. I think he knows this guy. He nodded. "I'm so sorry for my daughter. I know she made a mess; she is. Thank you, Doctor Dizon."
See? A Dizon? What?! A Dizon?!
Is he somewhat connected to that crazy old woman?
Before I could ask him some questions, my father dragged me, and that man left without saying a word.
"I will never let you go out again in the night. I know something happened, look at you! You looked like an addict!" my father said.
But my brain was completely out of place. That drink consumed me and the fact that man was so familiar. Why the heck is he so familiar with me even though I don't know his name?!
I cleaned myself, I also checked my phone and tried to call Gail. That b*tch.
Unknown Number:
Don't worry, you can sleep now. She's with her husband now.
Who the hell is this?
Me:
Pardon, but who are you?
Unknown Number:
It's been only an hour and you totally forgot who saved you then you rewarded with smelly puke.
My mouth formed a big 'O'. Are you kidding me?
Me:
How did you get my number?
He didn't reply. I think I was awake the whole night. What is happening? Why is that guy keeps on surprising me? Is he some kind of spy? Is he spying on me?
My head hurts so bad. How bad was that drink?
"Too bad that you don't know what's going on," my grandfather suddenly spoke.
Here we go again!
"Grandpa, I'm not in the mood." I massage my forehead. I feel like it is breaking apart.
"He's waiting..."
Huh? I looked at my grandpa who is now sleeping in his wheelchair. This old man was certainly a big...
Who's waiting with whom?
"Aliyah, someone is looking for you!"
I heard my mother shouted from the living room. Probably it's Gail. I shrugged my shoulders then I didn't even bother to fix my hair. And I regretted that.
"Hello, Aliyah. Still, remember me?"
The handsome Doctor Dizon is here!