Chapter 304: Expresso

Zoey looked around but could not find Bryan, he did not seen to be at the club so she counter and sat down there.

" Excuse ma'am, would you like to take any thing? " the bar attendant asked me when I sat down and probably he must have noticed I was uneasy.

' Bryan where are you?- I thought you would be here waiting for me! ' Zoey said to herself.

" No thank you, I think I am okay for now..., I will let you know if I need any thing " Zoey responded as she kept on looking around in search of Bryan.

She was already getting impatient.

" I do not want to believe that Bryan ditched me...I do not " Zoey said as her voice cracked, she began to pounder.

" Hey, please excuse me " Zoey called for the attendant.

He was serving drinks to a some one who was seating seven feets away from her, the person looked familiar to her but when she tried to look closer she could not see the person's face because his was putting on a face cap.

Just then the attendant walked up to her.

" Ma, you called for me! " the attendant said as he used a napkin to clean his hands.

" Yeah, please get me a glass of Expresso " Zoey said to the attendant and he nodded.

" Sure, I will be back in two minutes " the attendant said as he went to get her order.

Zoey took out her phone and swiped through her messages, then she opened her chat with Bryan.

" Bryan, where are you? I have been waiting for you for the past thirty minutes " Zoey texted and sent to Bryan.

Shortly afterwards, the attendant returned with a glass of Expresso which she had ordered, immediately she slid her phone in to her clutch bag.

" Your drink is ready " the attendant said as he placed the drink right in front of her.

She grabbed her drink and went to sat on the back patio where some ladies where sitted, but she did not sit with them as she sat feets away from them.

The club was getting hotter and more entertaining as strippers began to strip both male and females, she was already getting tired and dizzy, she had been sitting at this patio watching ladies, men... couples have fun with them selves.The clock was ticking on the wall and it kept on slowing down. Sitting there alone made her flatter than a week old glass of coke. 

Every time she do not have to think about the situation at hand, she felt like dancing, dancing in the club to music so loud it makes her deaf. She would not be alone either, the whole lot of people were coming and few were leaving. With that music, that beat, those crazy, crazy lights she know she is alive, she is real, and reality is awesome. 

She looked around her as she kept on sipping her Expresso, she saw a group of people drinking highly rate volume of alcohol.