Could you give me a ride home? My lousy excuse for a boyfriend dumped me here.

This night was supposed to be the night that Darius proved that he still cared about her. Bea had been with Darius for a little over two years now, but things have just gone downhill fast. She can't even pinpoint when it started. They used to do everything together. Going to music festivals, dinner, movies, museums, anything that she would have wanted. Even mini golf, where Darius knew that Bea would definitely win by a mile, he still took her there and went along with it, swallowing his pride just to make her smile. By everything she knew, what they had was perfect. But it wasn't to last.

Lately Darius hadn't been spending as much time with Bea as he used to. He started hanging out with his work friends more, which Bea took as just him branching out and having a social life of his own. It got worse, he started to get drunk more often, and when they did meet up to try and fix their relationship, they always ended up breaking out into arguments. This wasn't the life that Bea wanted. She wanted to be a mom. She wanted kids of her own running round her house. She wanted to have a family like she always dreamed about, but now, it just seemed so far away.

This night was the last chance that Bea gave to Darius to prove himself. She wanted him to hang out with her and take her out to a bustling night club near downtown. But she never got her wish. As soon as they walked in, Darius walked straight to the bar and started ordering drink and chatting with the other people at the bar. She just decided to wade it out. She listened to the blaring music, the blazing strobe lights flashing in her hazel brown eyes. But it was then that he saw it and put everything together. Darius had been cheating on her with another woman. She followed them out the door as Darius drunkenly stumbled off with another woman. They had even taken Darius' car, leaving her with no way to get back to her townhouse apartment. That was the last straw. it was then that she realized that she was over him. But now the only thing to do was to clear her mind and figure out a way to get back home. As fate would have it, you were standing right outside the bar as well. She had to do it, she had to take a chance... and call out to you.