Fateful Encounter

It was midnight, when it all begun;
I was grabbing some drinks in a local bar, alone, broken.
I was sipping the last drop of the liquor, and surprisingly I haven't lost my consciousness which I should.
Everything just seems empty, I was surrounded by lotsa folks drinking, flirting and most importantly having fun. Nothing seems to really catch my attention until it happened.

'Hey, sweetie, come here and have fun with us. You will have a great great time.' said a half-conscious punk. He was 6 feet tall, with muscular body covered with tattoos of skull-like along his strong arms. He had a piercings along both of his ears, and face. He grabbed the girl's hand and won't let go. In that table, sat two of the punk's friends. One is big, fat, black and seems strong like a bear; While the other is skinny, still muscular though, with a scar in his face. The scar that can only be made with a sharp objects. It seems that the girl is in trouble, and no one, not even a soul in that bar, attend to the matter. The girl is indeed a chick with body that is so perfect, so perfect that it occurs to me that such body can only be seen in TV shows. Without a second thought, I deduct that she is a model or something.

The girl was struggling to escape from the grip of that punk. As she was struggling, a man, finally, I saw a kind souls, a gents, got into the conversation and not more than a second, the intensity can be felt in the whole bar. The man was pushed back and punched by that punk. The other two guys join in the bully. As they are busy dealing with the man, the girl come to my seats. The punks saw it and confronted me. ''suupp, dude, who dya think you are, stealing my girl away?' I was speechless, I barely know that girl. 'Err, no, no, no. . .' As I was trying to come up with something,the girl responded 'He is my man.'

What? I am her man?
What on earth is she talking about?
Who the hell is she?
Why would she say that?
I was caught in a confusion, I barely know that girl, and now, I am the one who is caught up in this mess. Oh, god, what should I do? I'm gonna end up like the man, beaten up, broken. What a luck!!