The Bar Incident

                                    

                                          
-Artemis POV-
                          
After getting situated in my hotel room I decide to chill out and watch TV while Annabelle talked with coach Q about who knows what. Sometimes it sucks that I have to share my girlfriend with about 30 guys, sucks even more when I put it that way. I had a joint room with Patrick for the first game of the circus trip, and while you need a key to let you in the front door, that didn't hold true for the door between his and mine. 
                          
"Did you know that later this week is national bread day" he asks walking through the door and straight to my fridge. Not sure what he thought was in there but he seemed to have found something. 
                          
"What do you want Patrick" I ask checking my phone to see a text from Anna. 
                          
"What makes you think I want something" he asks siting next to me on the couch with a water he found. 
                          
"Because I know you" I laugh finally choosing to watch ESPN. 
                          
"Okay fine. Jonny and I want to go to a bar but we can only go if Anna comes with" he explains and I nod. She was not only the DD but Amanda and Lindsey's eyes and ears when they wanted to drink. 
                          
"I'll see what I can do but I'm not promising anything" I say and he gives a big smile. 
                          
"Thanks man I owe you one" he says hopping up and over the couch then back to his room. I shoot Anna a text and she said she'll go if I go so I tell Patrick that we're on for tonight. 
                          
"Thanks for coming out tonight, we appreciate it" Jonny says to Anna and I before taking another sip of his beer. She never drank so she never minded being a designated driver when they wanted to go out. Hotels can get boring plus she loved meeting people. 
                          
"Any time" she smiles while bobbing her head to the music. 
                          
"Do you want to dance" I ask and she nods her head. 
                          
She was wearing high waisted black jeans with a white haltered crop top on, I'm ashamed to know what that means but didn't mind admitting it because she looked amazing. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her body as it moved to the rhythm of the music and we enjoyed whatever music they played. Her hands were around my neck while mine rested on her hips as we savor our time together. She was a great dancer but that wasn't so true for me, I kinda let her do her thing and enjoyed the way she was making me feel. A few songs in I see a guy approaching us, I figured he wanted to get on the dance floor but he had other things in mind. 
                          
"Lets dance" he slurs cutting in front of me to talk to Annabelle. I see Patrick and Jon hop up but I put my hand up letting them know I got this. 
                          
"I'm sorry, but I'm actually here with my boyfriend. You know, the guy I was just dancing with... so if you'll excuse me" she says trying to get around him and back to me. He was quite a lot taller than me but I had about 20 pounds of muscle on him. He was toned but by no means a professional athlete. 
                          
"Come on, just one dance" he says grabbing her by her wrist. 
                          
"I am not comfortable with that. Now will you please let go of my wrist you're hurting me" she says trying to free herself. I decided I'd seen enough and I tried letting her sweet talk herself out of it but it was time for me to intervene. I pull him off her quickly and his drunk demeanor quickly becomes a angry one. 
                          
"All I want is one fucking dance" he yells as people start to notice and Jonny and Patrick decide it was time to jump in. 
                          
"She said no dude" I warn stepping in between the two of them. 
                          
"What, you're supposed to be with that bitch" he scoffs and I feel my blood boil. She had worked so hard and so long to get the respect she deserves and I was going to make sure she got it. 
                          
"You can't go around grabbing every pretty face you see. Behind this pretty face is a beautiful brain, but you wouldn't know that, would you? You didn't even ask for her name before throwing yourself on her" I say getting really tired of being in this bar. 
                          
"It's fine Artemi, let it go" she says rubbing her hands up and down my arms. 
                          
"What's going on here" Jonny asks with Patrick right behind him. 
                          
"Nothing, we were just leaving" Anna says trying to push me away. 
                          
As we start to walk away the guy turns around and smacks Anna right on the ass before she clings on to me tightly. Before anything else can happen Jonny wrestles the guy to the ground until security has to break them apart. 
                          
"Don't you ever lay a hand on a woman like that again, you hear me" Jonny yells, the most livid I've seen him. I look down at Anna as she stays pressed up against my body, her scent calming me down. 
                          
"What, can't get your own bitch so you have to protect his" the man laughs and I clinch my fist, I really wish he would stop calling her a bitch. 
                          
"No, decent people have friends who stick up for each other. But you wouldn't know that, now would you" I ask making him stir. 
                          
"It's the only a matter of time before she leaves you for him anyway" he claims. 
                          
"You don't know anything about me, my girlfriend, or my friends. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut" I warn stepping towards him. Before he gets a chance to respond we were being pulled out of the bar by Patrick. 
                          
"As much as I would have loved to see Breadman fight again, we have to remember that we are in the NHL and a bar fight isn't exactly going I go over well with PR" he says making a good point. Instead we all go back to the hotel to catch a movie and forget all about the bar incident. 
                          
"Let me get this straight,  you left THE Anthony Rizzo at your house with your brother" Patrick asks Anna as she nods. "Since when did your life become cooler than mine"Patrick asks with a laugh as she shrugs. 
                          
"People like me, if I knew why I would stop it" she laughs wrapping her small hand around a mug and drinking some hot chocolate. 
                          
"Wait a second, is that a fucking wedding ring" Jonny asks pointing to her hand. 
                          
"No... Caption Oblivious... it's not. It's a promise ring" she smiles looking at me. 
                          
"You know, because of you two Amanda expects us to be really annoyingly cute all the time" Patrick informs us. 
                          
"Wouldn't kill you to show some sort of affection" Anna says lightly kicking him and he rolls his eyes. 
                          
"Well, I'm gong to bed. Thanks for a good night, I'll see you guys tomorrow" Jonny says getting up and Patrick follows suit. 
                          
I crawl into bed and Anna crawls in next to me before curling up in a ball. I pull her into me so I can wrap my arms around her and she stirs a little before drifting off.