Michael’s POV
The amount of cars she has is up to Sevan plus her little ol’ Suzie Eight and we agreed that am taking a bike she design, it’s called Callie, it’s a beautiful bike that are of three models, racing, delivery and personal one, I have already sketched a proposal for it, just waiting for the revenue for Suzie small to come in before bringing another one.
The company is making new set if automobiles no one has ever seen just because of her and we are proud of her, she can quit acting anytime because she already has something doing but she is holding unto it because she thinks that dad will make her start work at the company, everyone already knew she is the brain behind the recent changes so she is scared she will have to work, Ella is lazy like that.
Michel’s POV
Fuck, where the hell k am I? I turned around to see myself alone in bed, I lifted the bed sheets and saw some blood stains, my heart dropped and memories of last night came flooding back.
(FLASHBACK STARTS )
“Do you want to have drinks with me?”
“Okay, no problem ”
I allowed her to led me to the bar and we sat down there, we ordered fir drinks and I watched her sip her slowly while I dunked mine,
“Don’t you drink?”
“I do if it’s sweet enough, I don’t like bitter alcohol ”
“Then let me recommend one for you”
“Okay sure ”
“Hello there ”
I beckoned in the guy at the bar, when he approached I told him what to get for me, he nodded and left and the lady, that reminds me, I haven’t really gotten her name,
“I know it’s late but what’s your name?”
“Yes that’s right, my name is immaculate but you can call me imma, you?”
“Am Michel ”
“That’s a good name ”
If she recognised me she didn’t let it show on her face, she was all nervous and smiling awkwardly,
“So first time in a club?”
“Yes, it’s my birthday so my colleagues from work suggested we go clubbing to celebrate, I never went so I wanted to try going that’s it”
“Woowh, happy birthday to you imma, so is it going well?”
“What?”
“Your birthday, is it going well as you wanted?”
“Yes, it is perhaps because you kept me company but it’s going well”
“Am glad it is, but what’s a birthday without a few drinks?”
“I need to go home”
“You have work tomorrow ”
“No tomorrow is weekend ”
“Okay then, don’t worry, I will make sure you get home safe, you can trust me”
“Well it’s stupid trusting someone you met for the first time?”
“Yes it is but I could give you my ID if you want, nothing will happen to you ”
“Okay, then let’s drink”
“That’s my girl”
Whether she doesn’t know me or not, am hanging out with her, it’s fresh meeting someone who isn’t hoarding your career over your head, and drink we did, we left the club and I sent a quick text to my brother, I took her to a beautiful restaurant somewhere where we ate and had more drinks by the time we finished our night tour, we weren’t sober anymore.
I remember telling the driver where I lived and he took us there,
“Wow, your house is very big”
“Y… Yeah thank you so much ”
“Are you a narcissist?”
“No but I could say yes I am, why do you ask?”
“These are all portraits of you, it’s everywhere in your house ”
“Oh work habits”
“You are a photographer? Wow that’s nice, take pictures of me, where is your camera ”
I have a camera but am definitely not a photographer, we were drunk, our words all slurred, we laughed when there is nothing to laugh about, I took pictures of her dancing, running around the house, hopping on the sofa, us kissing, it’s quite funny though, I don’t know how it got to that but we ended up in the sheets.
Which wasn’t what I planned at all, I didn’t want to touch her at all, she is different than other girls, I never wanted to touch her, this isn’t what I planned or had in mind but we are drunk, it doesn’t mean anything,
“Shit, shit, shit, shit, fuck I fucked up”
“What am going to do now?”
“Please let it be I took her number, after all that talks about trust I ended having sex with her”
I went through my phone fir her number but I couldn’t find it, what am going to do now, I have no means to find her, name yes but there are millions of people who are answering that name, what am to do? I don’t even have a pi… Yes I do have her picture.
I wore my clothes in a records time, took the camera from where it dropped, thankfully it was intact, I drove all the way to my photographer house and rushed him to hurry up, then we came to his shop and he started working on it,
“So when can it be ready?”
“Depends ”
“What do you mean depends? I want it urgently like now”
“Now not possible but come back later in the evening, let me know if I can do it”
“A hundred dollars, I will pay you just get it done today”
“Okay your highness, will do”
“Okay, thank you ”
“No problem, but if I should ask, what got your pants in a twist?”
“Drunken mistake ”
“It must be terrible if you are behaving like this”
“Yes it is, I made a terrible mistake and I need to rectify it as soon as possible ”
“No problem ”
“Please help me out”