Chapter 17
returned from the dance floor. He’d been by the bar the
whole evening, but now I couldn’t see him anymore.
There was something bothering him, he had hardly said
a word to me all night and he refused to dance, but I
wasn’t planing on letting him destroy my evening and me
and Nicky had a great time anyway.
“I don’t know, I don’t see him. Maybe he just went to the
loo or something. I'll go look for him.”
“Yeah thanks”, I said as I sank down on a stool by the
bar, “I’ll get us something to drink.”
As I sat there waiting for Nicky to come back, I suddenly
felt a hand on my shoulder. The hand grabbed me and
spun me around violently. In front of me I now saw Bryan, a very drunk Bryan.
“What are you doing Bry? What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh, look who’s talking! I should be asking you that!”
“What are you talking about? How much have you drunk anyway?”
“That’s none of your business!” He was now beginning to
scare me. I’d never seen this side of him before. I’d
never seen him this drunk before… He continued, “I
don’t have to explain myself to you! You’re the one who’s
been flirting away with Nixter the entire night! I thought
you were supposed to be my girlfriend.” I looked at him
expecting him to laugh at any moment, cos surely he
was only joking, but he didn’t. He was dead serious.
“I don’t believe this… You actually think I’m flirting with
Nix? Does the name ‘Georgina’ ring any bells?” Bryan
was now leaning against the bar to keep him from
falling. He raised his voice as he spoke,
“Don’t try to deny it! I’ve seen the way the two of act,
you’ve been dancing every dance together.” People
were now looking suspicious at us. I didn’t want him to
cause a scene so I calmly asked him if we couldn’t talk
about this outside. Without a word he started walking
towards the exit and I followed him.
We had just got outside when he continued with his
accusations. First I just stood there completely shocked.
I couldn’t say a word. I knew that alcohol didn’t normally
have this effect on him, a few drinks usually made him
happier and, if possible, even madder. But apparentely
he’d had more than just a few drinks tonight.
“Bryan, stop it! Shut up for a sec!” His eyes were flashing with anger.
“You have no right to tell me to shut up!”
“Please Bry, listen to me…” I tried to calm him down.
Why did he have to be like this?
“No! Not another word! I’m not gonna listen to you this time…”
“Bryan…” He wouldn’t let me talk. Instead he said,
“I guess our relationship wasn’t as special as I thought, huh. I
used to think we were one, but now I see that we’re not, we are two…”
“Bryan, you don’t mean that…” I was gonna tell him that it
was just the alcohol talking, but I never got that far…
It came completely out of nowhere. I never realized what
he was gonna do until I heard him scream,
“SHUT UP!” and then I felt a hard slap on my face. I felt
tears welling up in my eyes and running down my
cheeks. He hit me… He actually hit me… I couldn’t
believe it and by the look on his face neither could he. I
then realized Bryan had been right; we weren’t the united
soul I thought we were. A long time ago I had made a promise to myself to never
stay with a guy that hit me, but would I follow my own
advice now when it actually came to it? I looked at him,
this is not the Bryan I used to know, I saw a complete stranger.
“I’m sorry… I… I didn’t mean to…”, he tried to apologize
as tears fell from his eyes.
“Don’t. Just save it, I don’t wanna hear your apologies… Just
please leave me alone…” my voice was breaking but I
continued, “I’ll be going back to Sweden tomorrow…”
“Tomorrow already?” he whispered. I nodded,
“Goodbye Bryan.” I turned around and started walking towards my apartment.
“Heléna, please, I’m sorry…” I turned to look at him and I
could see he was almost having a breakdown.
“I really thought you were different you know. And by the
way, you were wrong earlier, we did have something
special, something precious, but with just one move you
took it all away…” I turned around again and walked
away only this time I didn’t look back…