First trouble
I spit out the blood that was in my mouth. I feel like I have broken a tooth.
I grinned as I turned to look at the bald man seriously.
"It's not bad for a bald man like you, huh?" I reached for the red hollow block on the side and took strength from the wall next to me and jumped in the air and slapped the bald face on the hollow block that I am holding.
I sighed at the same time I stood up straight. I saw how angry his companions is right now because of what I did. I just smirk at them and shrug my shoulders.
[Boss! What did you do to our Boss!? You will pay for this, woman!]
"Capo! Cosa hai fatto al nostro capo!? Pagherai per questo, donna!" at once his companions rushed in my direction.
Why are they all bald? Will it be accompanied by a bald community organization?
"Sh*t!" I didn't bother to fight with them anymore because I didn't have enough time. I ran to the front and I was about to leave the man lying on the floor when suddenly my conscience started to rise again.
"Damn it!" mounting me cheaply and immediately supporting the body of this young man that and put him behind me and then quickly ran.
[Catch that woman!]
"Cattura quella donna!"
[Yes, Boss!]
"Si Capo!"
"Damn it. It's my first time here in Milan and this will be my first opening? What a great day it is! Sh*t!" gasping for breath I stopped and turned into the other alley. Fortunately, I found a large trash can and enough for us to hide this young man on the side of the trash so we could not be seen.
I felt the footsteps of those bald men approaching in our direction. Oh god, help us.
[Where is that woman!? Find her there and I will find her here. What are you waiting for? Go!]
"Dov'è quella donna!? Trovala lì e io la troverò qui. Che cosa stai aspettando? Andare!" I could feel the annoyance in the tone of his voice even though I couldn't understand it. I breathed a sigh of relief when I felt that they were no longer in our direction.
"Why do you want to fight Demetria? Sh*t this life!" I whispered softly to myself.
***
I'm in the club now. The young man I helped earlier is still unconscious. I used his credit card in his pocket so we could get in here.
It's just natural though. I saved his life, so he must pay me. There's no free in this world at all.
"Give me one scotch, please." Fortunately, many of them can speak English. They're not too hard to talk to. The bartender handed me what I ordered. I accepted it immediately and drank it slowly.
It's expensive, but I'm not the one who will going to spend the money here. So it's okay.
I looked again at the young man who is still sound asleep. Maybe he's only 19 years old and still a boy. He is really weak and only a little bruised make him faint like that? Gosh, what a shame.
I had no choice and dug into his pants pocket. I always look like a thief. Finally, after seconds I saw it too.
Fortunately, his cellphone has no password. I'm even shocked that this boy is still handsome based on his wallpaper, but he's not my type. A woman with a simple style and have it's own good attitude is way better than a man. I went straight to his contacts and saw there the name 'house number'.
Why am I grinning. What is he? Child who will disappear anytime because there is still a house number to contact?
I immediately turned to the young man.
'I think this guy is rich.'
I click it immediately and a few minutes later it rang immediately and someone answered the call. Before I could even speak a word, I am surprised to hear a voice on the other line.
[Marco, where are you!? Do you know that we are busy finding you, huh!?]
"Marco, dove sei!? Sai che siamo impegnati a trovarti, eh!?" I immediately wrinkled my forehead and look at the screen of this cellphone. It's really that guy's fault. If he had taught me the Italian language first, I would have understood now.
"Excuseme, I'm the one who found your son in a club and I just called this number to informed you that your son is still asleep right now—"
"What !? Who are you? Are you the one who always call my son's cellphone at midnight and then rubbed his all money!?"
My eyebrows went up immediately. So my suspicion is correct, they are bullying him.
"No, Ma'am. I'm the one who saved your son, from them. Please, kindly go to this bar ****** so that you can pick up your son." I no longer heard any noise from the other line and I just heard the cellphone ring signaling that he had turned off the call.
I shrugged and put his cellphone back in his pocket. Maybe he could be himself. I ordered another strong drink and swallowed it.
"Wait a minute, I'll just go to the bathroom and will pay for my bills after that." The bartender nodded immediately.
"Yes, please take your time." Its polite response to me. As I stepped forward it was as if the floor was also in sync with the dancing of the people inside the bar. Gosh, I have a high percentage of alcohol, why is the strength of that drink so strong?
I forgot something so I stopped first and called one of the waiters who was here at the bar. Shit, why are you so soft hearted, Dem!
"Yes? What can I do for you, Lady?" gosh, why all people here is English speakers! I want to go back to the Philippines! Now!
"Can you guard that guy over there, for me? Until I get back?" I pointed out where the young man is at the counter. The Waiter immediately nodded and smiled.
"Surely Lady, you have my word."