Did I hurt you?

When they finally reached the balcony that was across the hall with four stairs leading up to it, Marcus left .

" Call me when you need me."he'd told Samantha.

" Ok Marcus, I won't even take long here."

When he left, Samantha got her packet of cigarettes and getting one stick, she lit it and started smoking at was thirty minutes past eight in the evening.

Both her and Marcus, hadn't seen the man who had sat at the corner of the balcony smoking also.

" I didn't think, an uncouthy woman like you would be found in such a place."

" What the F*ck, you scared the shit out of me."

" can't you knock or something?"

" Who knocks on the balcony? he look at Samantha with haughtiness "and I was here first, you vulgar woman."

" Do you want me to knee your nuts again?"

Dr felt pain with just Samantha mentioning the kick in his groin area that day.

" Knee kick me again and I'll sue you."

" What are you going to say? that a blind woman you called vulnerable kneed your nuts?"

" .... "

" Are you even a man? ah such an embarrassment to my Army buddies. awe, now those where men."

" Are you drooling?"

" You would if you saw Nathan too."

" Did you like it there?" He asked genuinely wanting to know.

" More or less. I had my good and bad days."

She went deep into thought and forgot the man who sat staring at her with remorse. He felt sorry, he couldn't keep Dustie's promise.

" Do you care for some drinks?" A waiter that brought them both to reality said with a tray in hand with just two glasses on it.

"Sure"Dr Nigel said

" I'll have a glass too "

*********

Marcus had waited for Samantha's call but she didn't call back. When he called her phone, it was off and the time was now around ten P.m.

He couldn't do much but wait for her.

He had dozed off, when he woke up to call Samantha, like before her phone sent him to voicemail​. There where only a number of people you can count on both hands still drinking in the dinner hall but Samantha was not one of them.

He was beginning to panic, how can a blind Samantha leave here on her on.

" Something must have happened."He frantically searched the place but to no avail.

He finally decided to ask for help from the hotel security and was given access to the security cameras.

And there she was drunk, and staggering with the help of a woman, her and a man who was helped too by a fellow man, where taken to an elevator and had gone up to the seventieth floor, five floors from the dinner hall.

The four where seen again in the hallway and where taken up to room 1253 of that floor. The man and woman who helped them left the room fifteen minutes later.

" Oh my lord."Marcus screamed. " Thank you for your help." he shouted to the security guys while running to the elevator.

When he got to the room, he tapped on the door frantically with his knuckles, but there was no answer.

A woman who looked like she worked in the same hotel came by and asked him why he was knocking on the door.

" I accidentally locked myself out and my wife is dead drunk inside. Can I please have a spare key for the room."

The woman looked at him suspiciously but she immediately got a key from her bag. Marcus was surprised as to why and how the said woman would have a spare key to just that one room. She could see he didn't trust her but he needed the key so he got it and opened the door.

" With their clothes on the floor, Samantha slept in Nigel's arms, who had pretty much a tight grip on her. With their clothes and undergarments on the floor, it was clear to him and the lady what had happened in the room. When she heard the noise, Samantha work up and so did Nigel.

" Lisa, what's that? did you sleep in my room again." she said sitting erectly.

" Nigel saw the naked Samantha, the petrified Marcus who blushed at the sight of Samantha's bare chest, and the emotionless woman before a bunch of paparazzi cameras suddenly blinded him. His instinct was to cover Samantha with a bedsheet and hide.

Marcus worked to push the paparazzi out of the room.

When it was just him and Samantha left. He grabbed his clothes.

" I told you to stay away from me. What do you want from me?" he said throwing her clothes to her.

Samantha couldnt remember what happened, she remembered being at the balcony, had a glass of white wine and amicably talked to the man.

" Did I 'hurt' you?"She was confused as she tried to get dressed.

" I don't remember anything" her voice was full of self- reproach and shame.

When he saw her attrition, he felt bad.

For he thought, one of his alters had seduced the drank Samantha and that's how he ended up in bed with her.

" Your bra"he said giving it to her and helping​ her into her complicated dress.

" No, you didn't​ rape me."

" It was mutual consent, but I hope this is our last meeting miss Wilson."

" I'll make sure of that." Samantha said emotionally drained and pale.