Wow. Was this judgement from one Annie Williams. One ANNIE WILLIAMS who had her own problems and really had no reason to judge anyone else? Yes. That was exactly what her words were - and exactly the reason why he took another shot. Maybe he was just lying to himself when he thought maybe, just maybe she may have understood how he felt in this moment. Maybe Annie knew the crushing pain on his shoulders when he realized that he was a mistake - and his family wasn’t actually his. No… no Annie Williams just judged him like the rest of the world. Why would he be surprised. “You don’t fcking get it,” he mumbled - not wanting to say anything else as she called him “fcking stupid” for thinking the way he did. Well thanks, Williams, thanks for your judgement. You can leave now. Dude who wants to fck you number 5 is sitting right over there in the corner. Bye now.
It was almost as if she was reading his mind because despite trying to be the responsible guy and offer her a way out of this situation, she denied and told him it was a great catchup before waking out the door. As she walked out, Enrique picked up his shot class, taking another shot - not caring about the girl… or really anything for the moment. He just wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol until he was too numb to care about anything. Here’s the issue with Ricky’s plan though. He could ignore a lot of things - especially while getting drunk - but he couldn’t ignore the fact that the man that was previously all over Annie quickly followed the girl when she left. Fck. Enrique didn’t hesitate… maybe he was a bad guy, but as that due from Wrecking Ralph once said, that didn’t mean he was a bad guy…or something like that. Enrique left the bottle he was drinking from as he stuffed his hands in his pockets - following the man and… surprise, surprise… he found the man quickly gaining on Annie and pushing her against the wall. Enrique’s mind might have been a little slow with the alcohol in his system, but he did react instantly as the man tried to wrap Annie’s legs around his… let’s not even talk about it. The worst part about it was Annie didn’t even scream. She didn’t say anything, or move, or push him off.
Walking towards the man, Ricky pulled him off and instantly punched him in the face - causing the man’s nose to break and him to fall to the floor. The minute the man fell the the floor, Ricky continued, kicking the man in the ribcage. “YOU DON’T…FCKING… R@PE… A GIRL,” he yelled as the man coughed blood. Leaning down, the man looked at the assh0le in his eyes. “I suggest you walk the fck away while I give you the chance and never touch a girl like that again or I’ll…” Ricky didn’t get to continue as Annie yelled back, distracting him long enough so the idiot could run away. “What’s wrong with me? What the fck is wrong with you Annie? You were going to let him r@p…” though her words were clearly overlapping with his as she screamed back. He didn’t need to be her friend. Hell, Enrique didn’t even need to like her to know that… well that never needed to happen to anyone. Despite that… despite anything he was going to say, he didn’t get a chance as her words filled the space talking… nonsense about something that should have been her. Honestly, Ricky was a little too tipsy getting to drunk to understand any of what was coming out of her mouth. Until, of course, she roughly pushed him against the wall. For fcks sake, why did he even help her if he was just going to get this bull sht… nope Ricky… can’t say that. It doesn’t matter who she is, he would have done that for anyone… even someone he didn’t know. Before the man could understand what was going on, or even say anything in response to her rant, he felt her lips on his. For a second… he let it happen. He let her lips move against his… but the instant his drugged up mind caught up with what was happening, he pushed her away - wiping his lips the instant she was away from him. “What the fck Williams? Go home. God… just fcking go home,” . With that, Enrique grabbed her hand and pulled her back towards the way they came despite any words coming out of her mouth. Whistling, he pulled a taxi over and opened the door, pushing her in. “Stay” . Going towards the taxi driver, he told her an address he recalled from their first… interaction and paid him… extra to make sure she didn’t change the address. And… well… with that… Annie Williams was gone.