In a hotel
"Look here sir... haven't you ever heard of don't drink and drive...well I have and I've seen many people die in road accidents all because of drinking and driving"I explained to him in one breath but he didn't say anything but ignored my lecture and returned to his car. It looked expensive and I guessed he was not an ordinary man. Even his car screamed millions of dollars
"No no..you can't drive...m...move back" I rushed to him stopping him from getting to the driver's seat, he was stumbling all over and couldn't see where he was going hence I quickly held him up and opened the back seat of the car
"S...sir...hold still...get in"I struggled to say and tried with all my might to settle the man in his car but he was hard to move. The man was twice my weight forget that he was well built and I was just a 19 years old high school basketball player who barely lifted anything to make me strong "c...come on"finally I shoved him in and secured his legs further in so that he was half sleeping and exhaled as I stood there wiping sweat from my forehead. I was tired from morning, from working and running around and now I had to carry a full-grown man who was drunk
"What to do?"I muttered with a long sigh as I rested my hands on my hips and glanced up at the dark blue sky. I was damned and I knew my night was cursed. All I wanted was to go home and rest before tomorrow but now I was sure it was past midnight. "Where does he live…"I asked, not sure what to do with him. I could leave him in the car until morning but then again that wasn't so safe, many thugs passed around the shabby area and if they saw the car they would try to steal it and if they found him then the chance of killing him was there
I didn't know what to do even biting my lower lip which was my habit whenever I was thinking about plans didn't help me and now I was trapped in my nightmare but when I glanced down where I dropped the cash he gave me. An idea clicked in my head which made me snap my fingers with happiness as a smile appeared on my face
Of course, he had money. How about I rented him a small motel so he could sleep there. I could pay with his money then leave him there by tomorrow morning I was sure he was likely to find his way home
Quickly I got in the car settled in the driver's seat and slammed the door shut, the man wasn't moving and I guessed he had fallen asleep
"Some men just let themselves go...I wonder if he's married...I'm sure his wife is going crazy waiting for her husband...such men"I scoffed with disdain looking back at the man then reaching my hands for the steering wheel. I exhaled, not sure how to drive a car, it was different and seeing it, I was scared. It wasn't like he had never driven a car before but the very car was a different male what if I damaged it then the man would accuse me. But again I was doing it for him.
He was a lot of trouble and now he seemed to have targeted a poor girl like me to handle him. Why did his girlfriend even break up with him? He seemed miserable or did he fight with his wife or maybe his wife cheated on him. I settled with the last option, the man was saying women were cheaters so there was a chance he was cheated on
"Focus Vivie...it's none of your business...just find a way to get rid of him and go home and sleep"I reminded myself and focused on the task at hand. I needed to drive the car hence I started the engine and hoped I didn't crash because if I did then I was going to be in big trouble and the man sitting comfortably as if he were some king would be to blame.
My eyes fixed on the man I just laid down on the double-sized bed. I exhaled heavily, wiping sweat off my forehead and rested my hands on my hips. I was sweating just from carrying the man not as if I carried him myself which was ridiculous
But as soon as I found the nearest cheap hotel around, I booked a single room for the drunk man and the manager of the small hotel helped me to get him out of the car to the room which was on the second floor. He was already sleeping and I wondered how a grown man would be so careless
I already paid for one night hence it was legal to stay and sleep as he wanted.
"Ms...do you need anything?" while lost in thoughts taking in the man's facial features which were rare for a man. The manager's voice jerks me back to reality and I instantly turned around and he was looking at me with that facial expression which said 'I was a golddigger more like a slut bringing a man to a hotel'
"No… Nothing"I answered him with a faint smile and he nodded before he shifted his gaze to the man sleeping on the bed then back to me. A girl who was dressed like a savage, with her toned belly showing. Beautiful red hair tied in a ponytail with a killer cute face which shouted, I love all men. Well, that was my reputation even at school. These people judged me at first glance. And the man's behavior since I came in was the same with disdain and disgust. I waited for him to leave and only when the door closed did I let out a long exhale of frustration
"Damn everyone"I muttered, feeling anger circulating in my body, making my blood boil. I failed to understand why all these people chose to see me as a characterless girl just because I was exceptionally beautiful like they said. Yes I was just 19 years old and about to finish high school, I was a little crazy with a tough personality but I had to be this way, intimidating because unlike others I had no older brother to protect me from society. No father to defend me if ever I made a mistake at school and no mother to teach me manners or about how to act like a lady. I was my brother as well as my parents. I had to be tough in this cruel world even if I was painted bad for the way I looked.
My hair was naturally red and curly, they said I was beautiful naturally and my smile was something which attracted people to me, especially men even older ones but I wasn't kike that. I had a goal in life and that was to be successful, build my empire until I became the best, I had no time for boyfriends
Unlike other girls I didn't wear a lot of makeup or dress to impress men or people, I was myself, Vivienne Payton never imitated anyone.
Putting such thoughts aside, I stood beside the bed and lowered down to make sure the man was comfortable. I already took off his shoes and now I was debating on what to do with his money. I wasn't a thief, yes I lacked money and I had a whole lot of problems which could lessen if I took all the money he gave me back at the restaurant but I had principles. I didn't take what I didn't work for.