One Wild Night

His brows shot up when he noticed that she didn't have the usual mischievous glint in her eyes as she stopped at the edge of the bed. She almost looked like something was wrong. What could be wrong? He wondered as he looked at her, "Is there a problem?" He asked a second later when she remained standing by the edge of the bed like a kid who had done something wrong and was awaiting punishment.

Sonia flashed him a smile that was somewhere between nervous and apologetic, and that set off his internal alarm system, making him sit up on the bed, "What did you do?" He asked, knowing she had done something wrong.

"It's not like it was deliberate..." Before she could finish he stood up and headed for the bathroom to see if she had destroyed something.

Sonia ran after him, "Actually, I wanted to ask you something," she said from behind him as his eyes roamed around the bathroom.

When Bryan didn't find anything out of place, he turned to look at her, "Go on."

"The bedroom door... You have a spare key right?" Sonia asked with an awkward smile.

Spare key? Why was she asking? Did she... No. She couldn't lose it. There was no way, "I don't. Why? You want to seize it too?"

Sonia bit her lower lip nervously, "It kind of fell into the toilet," she said in a barely audible voice, and Bryan had to strain his ears to hear her.

Kind of fell into the toilet? Kind of? What did that even mean? "Huh? What did you say?" Bryan asked, hoping he was mistaken and hadn't heard what she said correctly.

Sonia took a step back and swallowed hard as she tried to summon the courage to repeat what she had just said, "I said the key..."

"Yes? What about it?" Bryan cut in quickly.

"Well... The thing is, it fell into the toilet while I was easing myself and I flushed it without knowing," Sonia said, counting her words very slowly so she wouldn't stutter. She had never seen him angry before now, so she didn't know how he was going to react.

Bryan took one look at how humble she looked, and decided that it was best she remained that way for a while. He doubted that the key had been flushed since it was a metal. If at all it had fallen into the toilet, it would still be inside. And even if it has been flushed he had a spare key in his drawer and two others in his study. Not that he had any intention of telling her that.

Bryan sighed deeply as he returned to the bed without saying a word to her, making Sonia hurry after him, "You have a spare key, right?"

"I don't," Bryan said flatly and turned to his side so she wouldn't see the smirk on his face.

"You don't? What are we going to do then?" Sonia asked with a worried frown.

"What do you mean WE? You locked the door. You lost the key, not WE. So I suggest you figure out a way to get us out of here," Bryan said without turning to look at her, but he had a silly grin on his face.

"You are sure you don't have a spare key?" She asked once more time as she started trying to come up with ideas on what to do.

"I don't," Bryan snapped at her, hoping that would scare her and make her even more humble.

"You are the only person I know who doesn't have a spare key. How can a person be so careless," Sonia muttered under her breath as she walked away from him, making Bryan turn to look at her in disbelief. She still had the nerves to talk back after what she had done? To think she was actually calling him careless when she was the person who had just flushed the key in the toilet. Crazy witch. Bryan mused with a snort as he stood up.

He picked up his phone and walked past Sonia who was sitting by the dressing table looking around the room like she was searching for something. Once inside the bathroom, he shut the door and turned on the shower before bending down beside the toilet. He didn't see any sign or shadow inside to show that the key had sunk there, so he decided to check the floor. Reason being that he wasn't sure she had seen the key fall into the toilet. If she had, she wouldn't have flushed. So that meant it was possible she had misplaced it in the bathroom but assumed it had fallen into the toilet.

He didn't have to look around much before he saw the single key on the floor beside the toilet. He chuckled to himself as he picked it up. And she had called him careless? He asked himself with a snort as he dropped the key by the basin sink, and undressed so he could shower.

Midway through his shower he heard a loud bang and turned off the shower so he could figure out where the sound was coming from.

"Fuck!" He cussed when he heard the sound a second time, and it occurred to him that Sonia was hitting something, probably the door. He quickly turned off the shower and just as he tried to reach for his robe which was hanging by the towel rail, he slipped, and his ankle twisted as he fell to the ground. He groaned in pain when the ankle of his right leg connected with the edge of the wall.

Bryan hissed painfully as he tried to stand up. Grateful that he hadn't hit his head on the floor. He knew very well, how easy it was for people to slip and crack their heads while bathing. He winced when he tried to stand erect, and his right foot hurt as he tried to stand on it. He ignored the pain as he reached for his robe, and limped out of the bathroom.

"What do you think you are doing?" He growled angrily, the corners of his eyes red when he saw Sonia raise something above her head to hit the door one more time.

"Trying to open the door," She said in a tone that suggested that his question was ridiculous. But once she turned to look at him and saw how red his eyes were, and how his face was twisted in pain as he took a step forward, she assumed he was mad at her for losing the key, "Don't worry, I will try to be quick," she said raising it again.

Bryan's eyes flashed angrily, "STOP!" Bryan snapped, startling her. His leg was hurting him and it was all her fault! If only she wasn't so stubborn and annoying, "Just stop!" He hissed angrily and threw the key at her, his face red, and veins standing out on his temple.

He had planned on holding on to the key and making her worry at least until morning. Who knew the crazy green-eyed witch was going to look for something to break down his door?

"The key? Where did you find it?" She asked happily as she quickly picked it up without taking note of the painful expression on his face. She pursed her lips as she looked at the door which she had dented.

Bryan drew in a shaky breath before limping towards the bed. When she heard him groan, she hurried to his side to look at him, "Did you hurt yourself?" She asked with a concerned frown when she noticed how he favored one leg as he fell on the bed. The frown deeper when she noticed the veins on his temple and how red his eyes were.

"Just leave me alone! Please!" He snapped at her, pushing off the hand she had come to place on his leg.

Sonia withdrew her hand but didn't leave. Instead, she kept staring at him and waiting for him to tell her what was wrong. When he didn't say anything but pulled his right knee towards himself to touch his ankle, she realized it was his ankle, so she brushed his hand away so she could take a look.

"Can you just leave me alone?" Bryan asked between gritted teeth and sucked in a breath when she touched a painful spot.

"No. I won't. If you are hurt I should help you," Sonia said as she kept looking at his ankle which seemed like he had dislocated it, "I think you sprained your ankle. What happened? Did you slip in the bathroom?" She asked with a concerned frown, "Hold on, I will get an ice pack so we can stop it from swelling," Sonia said as she quickly stood up and unlocked the door.

Bryan hissed angrily as he waited for her to get back while wondering where Matt had gone to, and why he hadn't come over to find out why Sonia had been trying to break down his door.. What sort of crazy lady was she? Bryan wondered, feeling sorry for himself and the bad luck that had made him propose to someone like her.