Vengeance Of The Contradicted Son In-law

Chapter six

Some minutes passed by and I kept taking glass after glass of alcohol, feeding the anger in me.

"Isn't that a little too much babe?" the man beside me asked. I ignored him as I gulped down what remained in the glass I was holding. I took the bottle in my hand and the man next to me held my hand.

"Hey! Let go of me!" I yelled at him and he did just that.

I stuck my tongue out at him and he just returned it with a disgusted look. 

"What you are doing is not lady-like and you can't handle your liquor," he said.

"You are not the boss of me," I told him.

"Really? How about I take you home with me. I don't think you can walk home in this condition." the man said and I got on my feet, staggered forth and back a bit then vomited on his suit.

He bolted up to his feet and looked down at the mess on his suit. "Do you have any idea how much that costs?!" he yelled at me.

I laughed, hiccupped, and emptied my bottle on his shoes. "Stay away from me. All you care about is money." I said. I tried to walk away and almost tipped while doing so. The stranger grabbed my hand and dragged me closer to himself.

"I'll make sure you pay for this," he said, with gritted teeth.

"Hey!" I exclaimed when he started to drag me along.

"Hey, you! She hasn't paid for her drink!" I heard the bar attendant shout.

"Bill it on her friends!" the man who held me said in response.

The moment we were out of the club I pulled my hand away and pushed him. "Have you been stalking me? How did you know I came with friends?!" I questioned him.

"That's none of your business now come with me! Your mother is very worried about you," he said.

"So my mother sent a spy to me?!" I said and dodged his hand.

"Don't try to resist Tamira," he said and I slapped him. He glared at me furiously. 

"Do you know who I am?!" he asked. "Get into my car now! You are coming home with me!" he said.

"No!" I opposed and started to force myself in. 

Just when I was pushed into the back seat of the car, I heard a loud sound and noticed that the stranger was no longer pushing me. I looked to see that the stranger was lying on the floor.

"What the..." I didn't have any clue on what to say and didn't even understand what was happening.

A hand was stretched out to me and I saw that it was Devon.

Devon POV:

I waited till when Tamira was being pushed into the stranger's car and that was when I jumped into action.

I tapped him on his shoulder and when he turned around I punched him straight in the face. The weakling fell and didn't even move a bit. My single blow had knocked him unconscious.

I reached out to Tamira who then looked straight at me. Without a word, she placed her hand in mine. I helped her out of the car and she fell on me. 

"Tamira?" I called but she didn't answer. I lifted her face by the chin and saw that she was knocked out and a strong smell of alcohol surrounded her.

I noticed that her driver wasn't there and neither was her car. I think now I have to take her to my own house instead. Her foolishness had ruined my plans to show up at her place again.

I carried Tamira in a bridal style and started to walk home. It was tiring getting here and it was even worse carrying Tamira and getting back to my house.

After a long-lasting two and a half hours, I arrive at my home. I kicked the door open and placed Tamira on the mat at the side.

The door opened again and I turned around sharply. My uncle walked in and when he saw Tamira he froze in horror where he stood.

"Where did you just come from?" I asked him.

Uncle Francis snapped out of whatever it was. "I... I... Devon, I should be the one questioning you. Why is Tamira Wilson doing in our home by this time of the night?! Do you want to get us in deep trouble?!" he said, nervously.

Just like in the afternoon, uncle Francis was shaking like a scared little mouse. I knew that there was something wrong.

I stood up from beside Tamira. "She was drunk and a man was trying to take her against her will. Why are you asking such questions? Didn't you teach me to help those in need?" I said.

Uncle Francis slapped his palm against his forehead. "You have no idea of what the consequences of your action might just be," he said to me.

I scoffed. "You still haven't told me where you have been uncle," I said.

His eyes widened. Whatever it was that my uncle was trying to keep from my knowledge he was terrible at hiding his fear. 

"What is it that you are not telling me, uncle Francis?" I asked.

"Nothing is there to tell. Get Tamira out of our house early. Did you not sleep at all? It's already three o'clock. And where were you before you saw Tamira?" he asked.

I returned to the mat, the same one I laid Tamira on, and sat there beside her. "I will take her to her home by six," I told my uncle. 

He looked angry but he didn't take any action against me. Uncle Francis punched the wall and then left, slamming the door hard. 

You know what my dear uncle? I think I should let Mrs. Wilson come and pick up her daughter. I laid down on the second mat just to rest a bit. I was woken up by someone shouting outside my house.

"Hey! Bring Miss Tamira out right now!" a man's voice sounded.

I got up and went to check. It was the same man that was forcing her into his car last night. He spotted me and he glared at me. "What do you want with her?" I asked him.

"I don't have to answer you. Where is Tamira?!" he asked me.

I closed the door and went to Tamira. I tapped her but she didn't wake up the first few times and I had to shake her awake. Tamira sat up.

"Ouch," he said, holding on to her head and squeezing her eyes shut. "What happened?" she asked.

"You had too much drink, that's what.", I answered.

Tamira opened her eyes and her eyes met with mine. She panicked and moved away from me.

"I was what?! How did I get here?! Oh my gosh did we..." Tamira wasn't able to finish her sentence.

"No.", I answered immediately after I understood what she was implying.

"Oh my God.", Tamira said, holding her head again. "But why don't I remember a thing?" she asked and I shrugged.

"Tamira!" the man's voice sounded again. He must have heard Tamira's voice from outside.

Tamira rolled her eyes. "You know him?" I asked.

"He's just some idiot my mom wants to get to know.", Tamira answered.

Hearing Tamira say that I knew I had to act quickly if I wanted her to fall for me.