New Year's Eve 2012 was a night to remember. Saul was drinking all day. He was a big shit talker full of spunk today. He always had a lot to say but that was my fiance. Saul seemed like a good guy and that's why I agreed to marry him unfortunately he was the only man that ever stood by me and got down on his knee and proposed to me. I figured I could count on him for he was the first and only man that had enough cajones to step up to the plate and be my man. Just to find out after this fact that according to him I was just a trophy wife.
Tonight we planned on going out to paint the town red. Once again Saul ended up drinking himself to oblivion. This was not the first New Years Eve that he stood me up, see it had already been 8 years in the making. I really wanted to party. I was able to find a babysitter for tonight and I still didn't have one drink in me yet and I really wanted to dance.
Primo was a fun loving character, always laughing like a clown and down to have a good time. We both tried to get Saul out of bed, but he told us, "Pat got me all worked up and now my head hurts, just go." Earlier that day Saul and Pat got into a confrontation. Saul hit Pat and Primo even intervened to tell Saul to back down because he was being a little too aggressive with the boy. It was obvious that Sauls head was boiling. Pat was staying at his grandparents house for the night. I knew we didn't have much money to go but I said, "The hell with it, let's BOUNCE Primo."
The first thing we did was hit the LQ and I bought a big bottle of Parrot Bay. I was swigging shots all night. Primo didn't want any cuz he said, "I don't drink that shit B" so he was spicing it up instead. So as he was driving we were passing it back and forth we decided where we were gonna go. Downtown Tampa YBOR City where all the crazy cat's congregated and it was POPPIN! We paid addmission into this club called the Amphitheater and then after that we was broke, but it was worth every single penny. As soon as we made our entrance the House music was pumping and they had a rotating dance floor. I chose to park my butt right in front of the loud speaker so I could feel the bass penetrating through out my bone's. I just danced in front of that speaker for hour's.
Every once in a while I would catch Primo at the corner of my eye rotating around on the stage and checking in on me. He was a mysterious fellow all inconspicuous like. He mostly kept to himself but every once in a while he would Wild out. Well tonight he didn't probably because he didn't have any drinks in him. I thought to myself..let's go fuck with him. So as soon as he rotated my way I jumped on the dance floor and started bumping and grinding with him and I think this surprised him because he didn't know what to do with himself. So then I moved onto the guy next to him and he grabbed me and said, "Let's go!"
So we were walking down the main street mingling and there are just thousands of intoxicated people everywhere and I seen this bar Cayote Ugly like the movie where if you get up on the bar and dance you get a free shot. So I grabbed Primo by the arm, "C'mon let's go get a free shot! " So I jumped up on that bar and started dancing while the guy's started cheering Primo walks out, "Primo wait!" I was thinking oh c'mon fuck him I am not leaving without my shot. Soon after I got it I stepped down from the bar to look outside and he was gone. For a good one to two hours I was flying solo.
