Jade's POV
I was in a bar on the out skirts of town, downing another shot of Jack. My favorite drink by the way. I was going through a rough spot in my life and everyone around fucking knew it. Which pissed me off even more. So I drowned my sorrows in alcohol. Seemed like the thing to do at the time.
I was sitting at the bar ordering drink after drink getting drunker with each shot when some jackass came up to me and put his hand on my shoulder.
I snapped my head up and looked at the fucker, when he asked me, "Can I buy you a drink, sexy?" What the fuck? Do I look like I need someone to buy me a drink? I sighed and shoved his hand off my shoulder.
"No, thank you." I turned back to my shot and downed it, slamming the shot glass on the counter.
"You look like you could use another drink, little missy."
I narrowed my eyes looking up at him again. "Take a hint, dude. I. DO. NOT. WANT. YOU. TO. BUY. ME. A. DRINK. NOW . FUCK. OFF!!!"
He grabbed my arm hard. I gritted my teeth and looked down at his hand, taking one of his fingers and bending it backwards until he let go. "Never and I mean NEVER put your hands on me again you fucking slime ball." I took my foot, equipped with a 5 inch black pump, and put it on his chest and shoved him backwards making him land on his punk ass. "NOW GO AWAY and leave me the fuck alone before shit gets real in here."
And again I turned back to the bar looking at Blower, the bartender, "What the hell is wrong with guys these days? No means no." I threw my hands up. "Give me another shot, damn it."
"You're in a bar sweetheart. What do you expect?" I rolled my eyes at him.
"I fucking expect the bastard to leave me alone when I tell him NO"
I took another shot. I was tired of men and everything to do with them. They're the reason I was in the position I was in. Stupid jackasses.
At that moment in time was when I got one of my visions. I got the thousand yard stare and my head started rocking back and forth. I was in my sort of vision trance for about 10 minutes before snapping out of it and looking at Blower with a terrified look on my face.
I took another shot and jumped up walking out of the bar and down the street before heaving. I didn't vomit but I came close. My head was spinning and I couldn't breathe. That was when I felt a hard object come in contact with the side of my head.
My limp body hit the ground, I felt someone dragging me off and thats the last thing I remember before waking up to a strange room.
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