Robbie slid a full mixed drink across the table to me. “I promise you this one isn’t drugged Adelay. I told Butch about what happened last time, and he said he never saw anyone matching the description of that guy you said you were with.”
“Well, whoever he was, I’m sure he’s long gone by now.” Sully winked at me taking a swig of his beer.
Picking up the fruity drink from Robbie, I took a baby sip, carefully scanning the room for any more familiar faces -Davin and Bernadette to be exact- hoping they had decided not to come. They weren’t anywhere to be seen yet…that was until a cluster of dancing girls moved from in front of me where they had unknowingly been blocking my view of the pool tables across the room. I wished they had just stayed in place to continue the illusion of their absence.
Davin was bent over the pool table ready to make a shot, with Bernadette standing right next to him in a short black mini skirt too tight for even her anorexic thighs, both of her hands wrapped around her pool stick, and her butt pushed out way further than nature had graced her with, intentionally to distract any man within eye distance.
He wore a black fitted baseball cap low on his brow, keeping his eyes mostly hidden and with the exception of his crisp white t-shirt, that he had the sleeves cuffed old school style greaser, the rest of him was covered in black as well.
I was directly in Davin’s line of vision now that the crowd had seemingly parted like the red sea. He brought his eyes up from the pool table for a moment, staring directly at me then looked away, slamming his pool stick into the cue ball with extra force and successfully making his shot. A couple more hits, and he had cleared his balls from the table.
Bernadette stomped her foot after her defeat, pushing out her bottom lip in a fake baby fit. She flirtatiously wrapped her twiggy arms around his neck, trying to get physical right there at the pool table; but when he didn’t fully reciprocate with her attempts, she let go, spinning around to see what was making him hold back. I looked away before she saw that I had witnessed the entire show.
“Ugh, what the hell is she coming over here for?” Gretchen was looking in the direction of the pool tables now.
I looked up to see Bernadette sashaying straight towards us with a malicious expression on her face. Davin stayed behind with his back pressed against the far wall, engaging in conversation with some guys that played at the next table over; but I knew he was secretly watching from a distance.
“Wow, I’m shocked you actually showed up tonight. I thought for sure you would be sulking in your own misery at home.”
“The only thing that makes me miserable is the fact that you haven’t choked on your own vomit from the countless times you have your finger down your throat in a day.”
Gretchen busted up laughing, Sully even muffled a laugh.
Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she huffed, rolling her eyes. “Anyways, all cheap shots aside, I came over here because me and Davin need another couple to play against; so, I figured you and Sully would like to play against us. I mean you guys are a couple, right?”
“I don’t see how our relationship status has any significance to a game of pool, but sure, we’ll play with you guys.” Surprising Bernadette as well as myself with the sudden streak of confidence, I downed the rest of my drink before standing up.
“I’ll order us some more drinks! Show this bitch what you are made of, Adde.” Gretchen made a detour to the bar on our way to where Davin was racking the balls for a new game.
Once he peered up from underneath his black cap and saw I was standing directly in front of him, it was obvious by the surprised look in his eyes -that was easily missed by others who didn’t know him as well as I did- that he hadn’t been in on Bernadette’s dirty little scheme.
“Who’s breaking?” I asked him, as though he was just a normal everyday opponent in a pool hall, which I could tell was really throwing him off.
“I didn’t know we were playing.” He looked at Sully who shrugged.
He was just along for the ride, knowing exactly what she was trying to do to me; but knowing me well enough to not try to intervene in the silent competition.
“Your new girlfriend thought otherwise.” I smiled, adding a little extra sarcasm to it.
He shook his head at me, taking the triangle off the balls. “Alright then, you break.” He handed me the cue ball brushing my fingers with his before he let it go in my hand.
An electric pulse tingled through my hand, spreading up my arm like icy wildfire the way it had when we first met in the parking lot, before I knew who…I mean what…he was. He smiled, walking over to where his pool stick rested against the wall.
Bernadette saw the odd exchange between us and slinked her way to where he was, running her hand down his back as he chalked his stick. Rage boiled inside my veins, forcing the sudden livid heat up my neck and into my cheeks. I felt them flush hot with fever. I knew she was only doing it to get to me, and it was definitely working like a charm; but I wasn’t about to let it show to anyone.
I might be dying inside, and my heart felt like it had been shattered into a thousand unfixable pieces every day for the past
