The Ryan Saga Part IV

Part IV...

Ryan was pretty nice for a couple of days after the whole dog biting incident, I think he could tell that I was really serious about leaving, so he planned a weekend away for us. He invited another couple and the plan was to leave on Friday and drive to Cincinnati, get a hotel room and then head out to some bars, kick back and have some fun.

I was hoping that since another couple was coming with us, maybe Ryan would be on his best behavior and we could have a nice weekend. His friends drove up there, so we both left our cars at home and the drive was pretty chill. Of course we packed a cooler full of beers, so by the time we arrived at our destination we were all feeling pretty good.

I think I was the only one with a working credit card, so I put both rooms in my name and used my credit card and everybody just paid me in cash. We called a taxi and told him to take us to where the action is - so he did. We ended up at Bar Cincinatti. I was very familiar with the place because I used to hang in Bar Baltimore all the time and the set up was pretty similar.

I'll never forget, we got there and within about 20 minutes Ryan was starting shit with me about some guy that was staring at me from across the bar. As usual, it was a big blowout and somehow this guy staring at me, was my fault. He was screaming at me in the middle of the bar, a crowd was starting to form and I was mortified.

Eventually I went to the bathroom, of course Ryan escorted me there because god knows I wasn't allowed to be out of his site. But, somehow we got separated. It was crazy busy in the bar and I lost Ryan for a minute. I took about two seconds to think about it and then I just bolted out of the front door. I guess the beers finally gave me some courage because I just couldn't take him for one more minute. I had to get out of there.

There was a long line of taxi's waiting outside to take drunk club hoppers home so I jumped in the first one I saw, told the cabbie where I needed to go and he drove me back to the hotel. I figured I had about 10 minutes tops before Ryan realized I was gone. Although I was hoping he'd check the streets and some other bars before he figured out that I went back to the hotel. So, I had to hurry!! I ran up the steps as fast as I could - I was FREE almost! I opened the door to my room, ran in as fast as I could, grabbed my suitcase, threw in my clothes and ran out the door. The cabbie met me at the office, put my suitcase in the trunk and I promptly checked out of both rooms! There was no way I was going to keep those rooms in my name because I knew that Ryan and his friends would definitely fuck up the rooms and I'd have to pay for it. I turned in my key, hopped in the cab and had him take me to a different hotel. I can't remember why, but we went into Kentucky and I got a room there. Maybe I thought I'd be safer in a different state (even though it was just across the bridge).

So, I got my new room in my new hotel, called my parents and told them I was coming home, booked a ticket for the next day on US Air and went to sleep a happy girl. I was finally FREE.

Of course, there was still one little problem. My car was still in Dayton, Ohio along with all of my clothes and there was no way I could take a cab all the way to Dayton. So, I said "Fuck It" - I'll get the car and the clothes later.

The next day, I woke up, got ready, called a cab to take me to the airport and I headed back to Maryland.

To Be Continued...