The Moon Knows It All !!!

Chapter 2

Present timeline...

I had reached the club, "My Bar" while walking down. It's not a very big town or a hotshot celebrity corner. It's a small city with few people. The bad side of the city is closer to my house, you can say that the house borders the bad side away from the good side of the part. I know all this because I spend my time in that bad-side of the town. My odd jobs include money extortion, theft, and robbery, pickpocketing, and sometimes drug peddling. Not too much of anything to avoid getting even in the peripheral view of any mafias. I look up to the bouncer at the door and entered. Although the rain had died when I left my house, I feel pretty damp. I strolled inside while glaring anyone who comes in my way. I reach the bar stall and straddle myself on the stool. The bartender comes and gives me my drink. It's the cheapest whiskey in this bar. I smile thinking how I have fallen to the same trait of drinking as my father. I had always hated to be any part of him and here I am drinking away my life. I take the whole shot in one go and eye the bartender for another shot.

"I don't think you should drown your lungs in that drink" I had seen this fucker out of the corner of my eye smirking and walking to me. I don't want to talk to anyone. I turn my head toward him, peaking from my hood, "And it bothers you, why?" I glared a death stare toward the guy. He pulls up his hands in the air, the symbol of submission, and walks away. Losers. I rolled my finger over my glass of shot playing with the drink. I huffed and pulled out a cigarette. I had taken a single puff when the bartender walks up to me and asks me to go out to smoke in the smoking-room. I rolled my eyes, gulped down my last of the drink, and walked toward the smoking room. I enter and it feels like my paradise. Smoke filled in the room like a gas chamber. I took another drag and sit down on the chair around the front corner of the room.

Two guys come up to me, "Hey! Get up, bitch. It's not your place. Go home." 

I ignored them and pulled out my phone and started scrolling around.
"I said leave, don't you know who we are?"
"Someone who will be scrubbing the floor after I take a piss?" I spat on their face.
"This Bitch", one of them said and pulled the back of my hoodie.

I flicked the cigarette on another's face, burning him under his eye. Hurriedly backed out of my hoodie. The guy stumbled on his feet from the jerk and rushed back to me. I pulled on the wrists of my hoodie and kicked him hard in his stomach throwing him back. Another hand on my shoulder, I grabbed the wrist, I elbowed him in his ribcage holding his upper arm and flipping him in front of me.
"Come up front you cunt", I spat on his face, picking up my hoodie. I put it back on. I saw one of them stumbling up while leaning on the door, I booted him in his face and walked out. I knew someone was watching me. Someone in the far end of the room, leaning against the wall, taking drags after drags. He did not come up to fight and I respect that. I like it. Thanks for not underestimating me.

I clutch my hair on my head in a messy bun and eyeing the bartender for another drink. I quickly gulped it down paid and left the bar. I had the rip at the neck of my hoodie. I pulled down the hoodie and hid the rip.