" I ....want to..want to die...." Jenna mourned.

When Jenna offered me for drinks I wanted to clear my mind. But who would have thought I will find her crying mess in private room at a bar.

I offered her tissues scooting towards her.

" I don't...don't know what to do...my life is become a mess." she wiped her tears, but to no avail they continued to flow.

" Okay stop crying. People might think you are mourning for someone's death. Just tell me what's wrong?" I put a hand on her shoulder to console her.

" I saw Ian...With a ..Woman..I did not know what...What to do..." she said wiping her tears.

" So?" I asked, I always felt that she has some feelings for Ian but she never admitted it to him.

The way her eyes always search for, her gaze always follow him gives her off. Even a blind person can tell that.

" So nothing...." she wiped her tears with the back of her hand taking a large gulp of wine,"Its just that .....I don't know anymore"

I sighed at her stubornness," You like him don't you?"

She froze her red eyes tembeled a little," How..how...."

" You are crying here like you have no hope in living anymore. Isn't it obvious enough?"

" I loved him..." a painful tear slipped out," I loved him for years.....I followed him like a ...like a useless person...But he...he never cared.."

" Have you ever told him?" I asked drinking from my glass.

She looked towards me confused," Told him what?"

" Told him that you love him,duh" I rolled my eyes at her.

" No, I-I did not tell him"

" Then how do you expect him to know about your feelings?" I looked at her like she was stupid,"Should he hire detective or something to know about how you feel about him?"

" He must have known it? He must have felt it?" she cried, " I have been with him all my life....I-It must be obvious."

" No shit Sherlock" I scoffed rolling my eyes, " You are genius"

" But I-I did tell him, he did not care"

" Wait what ? You told him?" I widened my eyes at her," What did he say?"

" Well not directly....But I did write him a letter. He never responded. Like it never happened." she held her head in her hands looking defeated.

" Did you give the letter to him personally?"

She looked at me raising her eyebrows," What do you mean?"

" Have you never read novels?" she looked confused as to why I suddenly mentioned it, " In the story when the girl sends a letter to a guy he never gets it, and the girl feels hurt because he never responded, but in fact the guy is very much in love with the girl, they waste all their youth on it and finally get together after many years."

She blinked," When did you read so many stories?"

" Is it even important?"

" I gave him the letter myself, Daisy." she said her eyes watering again," He just took and never gave a fucking response. I was humiliated. "

" What?" now that is new.

" Yes, I thought ...I fucking thought he loved me. But I was wrong , so very wrong" she took a whole bottle of alcohol and chugged it.

I really didn't know what else to say. She took the lead but was rejected mercylessly, if I was her I would have dug a hole to hide in it.

So humiliating....

" See even you.... feel it is humiliating"

Did I say that out loud? Oh boy...

" I did not mean it okay. Who said girls can't take initiative?" I tried to appease her, " It's his fault to reject you. He is trash, don't cling to him"

" Yes yes...he is trash. He is useless piece of shit." she tried to show a angry look but failed miserably due to flowing tears.

She did look miserable, her red long hair were messed up. Mascara spread around her eyes. Her lips were swollen due to biting them to stop tearing up. So pitiful...

" He has no taste at all. He left a beautiful red head like me to cling to that god knows who stupid woman." she shook her head trying to clear the blurriness due to drinking.

" Yes yes..he has no taste at all. That Ethan is also so stupid. You know what? He loves his assistant" I made a face of distaste.

" Really?" she looked at me with her eyes wide," But I thought he liked you"

" Naa...that man has no taste at all, he is clinging to that stupid delusional bitch of a assistant" I waved my hands with disgust.

" My god...are all men like this. They have such a poor taste" she shook her head.

" Yes, so let's toast to stupid men on this planet" I clinged my glass with her's, well not really a glass but a bottle.

" Yes, toast to stupid Ian and Ethan" she drank a mouthful from the bottle.

" I curse them to be fucked by Chimpanzees. They should rot in hell. GOD..did you hear me? " she is drunk totally and utterly drunk.

She stood up from the sofa swinging a little with a bottle in hand and started to climb on a small table which was in between the room.

" What are you doing?" I tried to support her," You will fall."

" NO...Today..I Jenna...curse Ian that he should be abandoned after one-night-stand. He...should become bald...he..." she stumbled a little," He should ...he should be castrated...he..."

I pulled her down taking the bottle from her hand," Okay, enough we are going home"

I pulled her out of the room placing her arm over my shoulder to support her. Her whole being is smelling alcohol.

Stumbling through the group of dancing bodies I pulled her out of the bar.

Just as I was going to support her to my car, she stood straight up. I looked at her confused as to why she suddenly became sober to find her looking at certain direction. I followed her gaze to find her Ian standing at the otherside of road talking to someone. The other person was having his back towards us so I did not see his face, but his back looked familiar.

" Let's go I..I don't want to see him" Jenna wanted to walk but stumbled as if about to fall.

" Hey careful" I said trying to hold her arm to support her.

" Daisy?" I heard Ian say,maybe he heard my voice trying to support Jenna.

Jenna froze but her eyes watered. I looked towards Ian and in front of him stood Ethan looking towards me.

" Jenna?" Ian spoke as soon as they were before us ,suprised when he saw Jenna standing beside me.

" Oh hi...fancy meeting you her..Ian and Ethan." Jenna spoke out, her speech was little slurred due to drinking.

Ian knitted his eyebrows eyes narrowing," Did you drink?"

" Ye..." before she could speak she swayed a little as if she was going to fall.

Ian caught her , holding on the either side of her arms. He was basically hugging her.

" How much did you drink?" he sounded angry.

Jenna pushed him away making distance between them," Why does it matters to you?"

" Don't make trouble. How much did you drink?" Ian tried to move closer to her when she was trying to maintain balance.

" YOU...you don't come near me. Stay where you are. It is none of your business how much I drink." she angrily shouted pushing his chest with her hands when he tried to hold her.

" What's are you doing here?" I heard a hoarse voice close to my ear.

I turned my head to find Ethan leaning with his face inches away from mine. His hot breathe hitting my face, I could smell alcohol in his breathe. His eyes pinned mine, his blue eyes were sparkling like hundred stars shining into them. I found myself in trance looking into his blue eyes. They looked beautiful in night lights.

His cheeks were little red due to drinking and I found myself unable to look away from him.

" Jenna called me to drink with her" I said before I could think.

He stepped forward his eyes still locking into mine, his hot breathe with a scent of alcohol hitting my face, surprisingly I didn't find myself hating it. There was something about him which always pulled me closer to him.

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