Misty Nights: A Short Romance Read Online Free Page A

remembered our meeting at the club tomorrow at noon. Everything
has been set up as you asked and the girls are meeting us here. Alright, I’ll
see you tomorrow. Bye.”
    The message was from the day before.
    Sandra froze. The club? A meeting? Sandra checked her
watch, it was just after noon. That’s where Thomas had gone – his nightclub. What
an arsehole!
    Sandra threw on her clothes tearfully, furious with
herself for falling for Thomas’ lies. He had been so sincere, so convincing.
She couldn’t believe she had fallen for it. He had gotten what he wanted and
now he was there …at the club.
    She wouldn’t take it lying down. Oh no. She decided to go
to the club and confront him. She would pick Roxi up on the way as backup just
in case. Storming through the front door without closing it, Sandra called Roxi
and had her meet her outside her house, they had work to do…
    “What the hell?” Roxi yelled down the phone.
    “Just get ready, I’m taking
you with me … we are gonna tell that sonnofabitch just what I think of him!”
Sandra said fighting back more tears as she put her car into gear and reversed
out of Thomas’ driveway at high speed.
    Thomas smiled and raised his glass in toast to the two
young ladies in front of him,
    “Here’s to your future, ladies!”
    They all raised their glasses in a toast before partaking
of the most expensive champagne Thomas stocked in his nightclub. Thomas
finished the glass and smiled broadly at the girls, “So, shall we …”
    He was cut off abruptly by a screech and turned to find
Sandra standing in the doorway, hair uncombed and bird nest-like and eyes
smudged and stained with mascara where she had been crying.
    The people at the table were silent and Rob nudged
Thomas, urging him to do something quickly. Thomas, let his head hang for a
moment before standing and approaching Sandra, “Hey, baby. What are you doing
here?”
    Sandra screamed at him, “You liar, I found the message on
your answer machine about the meeting here. Why?”
    “Wait, you don’t understand…” Thomas spluttered
approaching her, arms outstretched but Sandra ran from him, bursting into tears
“You lied to me, Thomas. You promised me…”
    Thomas followed her into the street outside but Sandra
had jumped into her car and Roxi, at the wheel flipped Thomas the bird before
putting her foot down and taking off at speed.
    “Wait, you got it wrong!” Thomas yelled at the top of his
voice but they were gone.
    Jumping onto his moped, he started it and pushed it as
fast as it would go, in pursuit of Sandra’s beat up old car. Luckily it wasn’t
that fast and Thomas was able to pull up alongside it for a moment, his moped
wobbling as he sought to get nearer to Sandra’s window, “Sandra … listen …to…me!”
    “Get lost, a-hole!” Roxi screamed at him her voice shrill
with anger.
    “Damn it!” Thomas knew it was no good, they were pulling
away.
    Just as he was attempting one last timeto
get close to them, the parked car in front began to pull out into the road and
Thomas, slow to react, hit the car’s rear bumper at speed and bounced off the
back window of the car before sliding motionless to the ground.
    Thomas was in and out of consciousness, and his leg was
throbbing incessantly. It may have been broken but he didn’t care. All he could
think about was Sandra.
    “Thomas? Are you okay?” It was Sandra, she had come back
for him.
    “My leg, I think it’s broken.” Thomas winced in pain.
    By now a small crowd was gathering around them but Thomas
didn’t care about the pain or his leg. He needed to tell her.
    “Sandra, what did you think I was doing back there?”
    Sandra looked confused. “You lied to me, Thomas. You told
me you were done with that place but there you were with your club and your …
your women.”  She began to get up again but Thomas wouldn’t let go of her arm.
    “You got it wrong, Sandra. Let me explain.” Thomas
pleaded, trying to focus through the pain