Ravish me with love

It was an hectic day. I felt my shoulder sore down to the front. My mind went blank from the exhaustion of work. It was sucked to walk along the way to the house with my own feet, no taxi, no bus, no bike just on foot. It's twenty third of the month and my salary had been evenly gone. So I just decided to walk home

Anyhow, I managed to reach my house and inserted the key into the lock, before I twisted to fully open the main door of the house. It was a disaster to see the empty living room and the empty fridge. Everytime, I opened the fridge door, there was nothing except a few of water bottles

I used to jam at that emptiness when I started living alone, but later, I got used to it and felt like possessing nothing was a part of me. At least, I didn't have to be anxious if I might lose what I got

* Something or someone *

I comfortingly sighed a light huff while talking to myself internally. I clicked off the heels and kicked them to one corner of the house before I entered in

I took awhile to observe the house slowly, and let my eyes roamed around its every structures. At last only sighs came out of my mouth. I forgot that I used to have furniture and accessories in my house. It looked completely ragged and empty, nonetheless. But it was my everyday view and I didn't complain a thing for the hopeless helpless life of mine

I clicked opened the lights and went in the kitchen for some water. My purse was placed on the counter and I filled the cup with water from the basin. Like every other day, I took a sip and headed to my bedroom. I didn't really have the energy to take a shower and remove my make up

So I threw myself on the bed and waited no longer to fall asleep. Insomnia was something I'd never felt . My hustled work hours prevented that from infecting to me. But I was happy at least I could sleep as much as I wanted, since my office work started timer was at 10 o'clock

* Another grizzled day has passed again *

I thought and pulled the blanket over my belly before I completely dozed off

The next day,

The heavy stack of paperworks were waiting for me on my work table. I no longer wondered why they forced me to work till the death. I tugged down my sling bag and welcomed the papers with a sigh. They made me do a lot of projects and even gave me the team lead title

* I thought I was a developer. Why am I always calculating profits and loss? Shouldn't I be designing websites? Oh my gosh *

That was a daily blamer for me. I wasn't even surprised anymore

The team lead title was only a title. They never respected me as a leader but if there's any thing inconvenience, I had to take all the charges. I was sicked of that work. Unfortunately, I rarely had time to search work interviews since they handed me alot of projects to do

I should've been moving my fingers rhythmically on the keyboard but most of days, I was writing down some calculations on those freaking papers with my own hand

" One day, one day "

I promised myself like one day I'd end that overwhelming job and lived comfortably. But that only became one of my daily routines, never accomplished as a reality

I knocked on her door to report some errors on the app, which I was working on, while cuddling those documents. She allowed me with " Come in " and I slowly entered her office

Natasha was a senior at that job and she knew how to solve most of the problems and errors. Though she was an cynical lady, she conceived how to decorate those clothes on her small body. By the way, she's the one who gave me a team lead at Paradise instant coffee brand project

She tapped her fountain on the iron desk rapidly and continuously, making me dizzy on my own. The muffled noises from her television was goading me and provoking me. I wondered how she focused on her work with those sounds

" I might need specific amount of the quantities they deliver for just one time and also about the discount for more quantities "

I expressed my problem honestly and waited for her solution

" So "

That one word got my head spined in the space. I widened my eyes and scanned the whole situation one more time

" I mean what do you want me to do? "

She cleared herself impatiently

" Discus with the employer online again for the specific details "

It was my thoughts of solving the problem and I thought she was listening to me

" Disgusting people "

She whispered quietly making me frowned at her sudden words. I inhaled a small sigh and looked at her more carefully, with a squinted pair of eyes

" Those men "

She pointed her pen towards the television and I turned around, to confirm who the men she mentioned were

There were yellow and red lights mixing the video of the news and it looked like the lights from the police car. The headline was

* The illegal sex dealers got arrested *

There were people running and cursing in the video. Some men were forcefully dragged towards the police cars and some were jabbing against the polices. The culprits looked quite young and handsome but their visages were rough as ridges and irritated badly

I couldn't believe those men worked as hustlers and, couldn't figure out why they worked as hustlers. They had strong and well built body structures like models or actors. They could just suit themselves in any workplace. But they chose to be a prostitute. Quite interesting

" Some said men are the human beings who have the highest opportunities and rights in the world "

Natasha started and I briefly turned my head back to where she was

" When millions of women are raped and abused at the corner of the darkness, they were created strongly both physically and mentally. They have a body to protect themselves and their surroundings since God created them a little better than women "

She looked solemn and serious about the topic she was leading, and I really wondered what's on her mind

" Those who work as prostitutes are the lowest ranking of human history and hustlers are the lowest standard "

I believed she was right and I nodded agreeing with her. But still I didn't know why she would say about the prostitutes with no reasons. She always was secretive and as I was the type who had no interest into some others' life, I just passed through that curiosity

I turned to the television again and zoomed out while gazing at the news. The headline was slowly filling up my vision and I was somehow hypnotized into it, till Natasha turned off the television. I flinched and realized I was over fantasizing. When I turned back to her, I saw she putting the remote to the left edge of her desk still fixing her eyes on the documents

" I know you should be working on your laptop rather than this maths. I'll see if I can support you better onwards "

I chuckled in silence probably i would've been laughing hard if she wasn't there

" Yeah yeah, keep supporting me "

I said and turned around to leave her office

* With words. I'll be successful in your dream *

Even after I came out of her office, my anger kept boiling my blood continuously. But when I reached back to my desk back, my attention were attracted to something else

" Male prostitute. Interesting existence "

I murmured under my breath. No one heard it except me and no one knew I would really have a chance to observe that entity closely

That night, around 7, work hours were over and I left the work. As soon as I stepped outside of the bus, a cold winter breeze brushed through my skin and I gasped faintly, with some goosebumps stimulating my every nerves

I gripped my coat tighter and walked along the pavement beside the broad way. Warm air camping out of my mouth when I breathed, and the night was simply lit up with the neo lights from the buildings. A bunch of young teenagers chit chatting, passed over me and I remembered my sisters. The last time I met them were 2 years ago when we shared the heritages of our parents

" Who would've thought of us being apart when time flies away? "

I chuckled in a sad way and drifted to the small street heading to my house. The small lane was dark and full of insects like rats and cockroaches. Those were the creatures I hated most. I let out a gross gasp when I saw a rat scooting pass across my shoes

" Auuuu "

I grunted irritatedly and accelerated my steps away from the lane. My mind was filled with the thought of ending the meaningless day of my pointless life on my usual bed as fast as I could

I heard the grumbles and shrieks when I passed the night club. The banner of the club was annoyingly glimmering, and I curiously looked for the situation inside the club, while craning my neck towards the entrance

A bunch of men rushed out of the club shoving the red curtain at the entrance. There was a young man being captured between the heavy fatty securities. They lifted him from his shoulders one from each side of him and jabbed away him outside the club

" Hey, let me in BACK. I'll fuck you all. You hear ME? I'll fucking destroy your CHEAP CLUB "

The man was yelling outside the club temptingly and angrily though no one was paying attention to him

Well, except me

" Stop being in your grandma's blouse. Come and fight me. You MOTHERFUCKERS "

His vulgar words didn't hit my eardrums softly and I frowned at his rudeness. I quickly understood he's a some sort of useless human. He wiped the blood at the edge of his lips with the back of his hand, and clenched his jaw, placing his both hands at each side of his waist

Suddenly he turned his direction towards me and intimidated with his sincere eyes. At that time, I realized I was staring at him that long, and darted my eyes from left to right nervously. All I could think was running away

Right that time, I heard him chuckling loudly which paused me from my running away plan. I encouraged myself to check on him again. He was staring at me with no emotion. His head was titling a little to the left and his lips forming a slight smirk

His tongue slid out of his mouth licking his lips alluringly, and he shot a wink at me earning my unbalanced behaviour. Like that he walked away from me and disappeared in the dark with no hint, leaving me there numbly

" What was it? "

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