The night was as dark as usual. I usually do this without telling him, but I don't know if it is right this time. Not only is there a suspicious feeling in my stomach, but also.
"Hey, Walter, come here".
He walked towards me while rubbing the small cup in his hands. It was the same from which I took the shot.
"GUrwrwrw"
"Dylan, alone here again. Don't you like girls or something else the matter?"
"Just tell me what you mixed in the drink because my stomach is gonna burst".
"Uwahahah"
I ran towards the toilet as fast as I could; it felt like the pressure was going to burst my innards out of me. Well, it was a relief when the pressure was out. Man, if he wasn't the main bartender, I could've killed him by throwing my shit on him.
I came back and sat on my chair. At this point, I guess I should've gone from here. Walter always gives me new kinds of drinks even if I ask him for regular. I never think that trying new things is bad, but if people aren't ready for it, you shouldn't force them. He was looking at me with surprised eyes. Walter is the kind of person who always makes something new, like those street food vendors who just mix anything in a normal pasta or rolls and call it a unique Korean or Japanese-style dish. People fall for it just because of marketing.
"Hey, is your stomach okay? Do you need anything?"
He looked at me with innocence. I don't want to complain about what he does or anything, even i am doing it for around 8 years ever since I came to this bar.
"No, just get me my regular, and I will be fine".
I wasn't thinking about leaving today early before he comes home. But then my phone rings, and as thinking about it, the notification has also popped up.
[You have a notification: INDIA VS NEW ZEALAND tomorrow 7:00 p.m.]
"Well, I guess, luck is also with me tonight".
Walter comes back with my drink. I was in a good mood, so I didn't need to sit for an hour or two. Whenever I come here, he always makes me sit with him and tells his life story. Like how he had lived a good life in his hometown, but then bankruptcy came into his life, and everything fell apart. The other day, he told me how he was a billionaire and now works here. His story always changes, and now I am tired of it. I have heard around nearly a thousand of them. If somebody wrote a book on him, then it could be called FIFTY SHADES OF WALTER WHITE. But for that reason, his name should also be white. I listen to his stories because I don't want to make him feel sad, and that's what I do every night. Nothing special, but I guess not today.
"Walter, toady i need to leave early. A work has come up".
He looked at me with a sad face. Sadness never suited him. He has a face that could be cast as a villain in any big budget films. A bald head, Face filled with long black and white hair, golden ear ring one side. But he is actually a very nice guy.
"Could it be because of my drink? I promise I will not make you drink it again".
I know you will, Walter, but today I seriously have to go.
"No, No, seriously i have to go prepare for the venue setup. See i just got the notification".
He believed me when he looked at the notification. At the same time, other customers also come, so he just leaves me and starts making drinks for them while offering his very own mixtures. I guess some never change.
I was enjoying my drink as my eyes spotted someone within the bar row. I looked at her with a gaze for a while. As soon as her eyes turned to me i turned mine towards the crowd. Well, whatever she is doing, why would I care?
"As you told me i am here, but I can't find her. Can you tell me what she is wearing"?
"I gave you one parcel to deliver, and you can't even do it without asking me".
[Samayra nods her head as she feels stupid for not being able to do a single thing that was told by someone.
"Don't you dare start crying now? Just go to the bathroom. I will call her to meet you there".
"Okay".
I don't know why I always make her upset. I need to work on myself more. We even fought in the morning. She didn't like the pink shade of my lipstick, I guess I shall change it I even need to properly learn how to comb my hair. She will get mad again. Oh, no, what am I doing? I shall go to the washroom quickly and deliver it before it gets too late. I even have to make dinner. Let's do it quickly.
[Samayra moved toward the washroom as fast as she can but that was a mistake; maybe running in heels is a mistake].
"Ouch, Ouch, Ouch".
My ankle's fine, but what should I do now? Forget it, I shall deliver the parcel first. It's already been 20 minutes, but nobody is coming. Not even Meera is picking up my calls. I guess she will call me back.
"What should I do now? Maybe getting a shot would be fine. I hope she doesn't mind it".
I walked towards the table and called the bartender.
"One whisky shot".
As I was drinking, I saw a boy looking at me. I was having something in my mind, so I just outlooked but when i made eye contact with him, he just started looking the other way. Was it just a glance, or was he checking me out? I shouldn't be thinking about this. I shall deliver this stupid box and get away from here before any weird thing happens. I shall call her again.
"Oh, please, Meera, pick up the phone".
"Oh, bro, like I was telling you, this bar is much greener than the other ones".
"Yeah, you were right, now we shall not waste time and pick one or two hotties."?
"What about that one"?
"Nah, she is mid".
"Then what about the left one"?
"Really, bro, she isn't even the type I want to touch".
"Hey, look at those two baddies".
"Yeah, the actual sweet cream pie and raspberry".
"Wait, I have an idea, Waiter"?
[They called the waiter and asked him for a favor. They give him a packet of marijuana and tell him to mix it with the alcohol of those two girls. At first, the waiter isn't ready, but then they offered him money, and he instantly agrees to them].
"Just in a minute or two, those girls will be ours".
I am to get out of here, well, let's see if he is at home or not. I instantly took out my phone and called him. The bell rings, and he picks up.
"Are you at home right now"?
"No, not yet, my HR gave me extra work to do. I guess I cannot come home tonight".
"I was about to leave, so I thought maybe I could pick you up, but I guess this time it's not possible".
"Get home on time and call after that".
"Okay, bye, love you".
"Love you too, honey".
I guess maybe one more shot won't hurt. I called Walter and told him to bring me one more shot. He told me he is busy, so I asked for another one to make it.
"Yeeeesss, r-r-right aw-away, sir."
It was odd. I just asked for a drink. Why would he be this much afraid? Maybe it's his first time here. I only know Walter, who has been working here for so long, who knows what's going on in his mind.
[That waiter prepared the two glasses of marijuana, but he was so hesitant to do it at that point, some other customers had him out. So he just made those drinks and left them over the table].
"Hey, bartender, I asked for a drink, can you please give it now?"
The girl I saw a few minutes ago from a distance is right now standing in front of me. I guess I am not the only person who is waiting for my host. I should help her, not only that, but I also want my drink.
"Walter, we need our drinks here."?
[Walter runs towards them in a hurry and gives them two drinks that the earlier bartender had made. He gave those two to Dylan and Samayra].
"Sorry, you needed to wait this long".
"Oh, no, no, it's okay. You don't need to apologize".
"Hey Walter, where is my sorry? The bartender also made me wait".
He smiles at me and walks away.
[Walter goes back and makes two more drinks in advance before anyone calls them up].
[The waiter, with fear on his face, takes up the drinks and gives them to the girls. They drink it, and the boys make their move. They both goes and starts dancing around the girls and try to kiss them. In response, one of them takes out the pepper spray and sprays it in their eyes].
"AAAAAAAAAAAAgggghhhhhhh"
[The other one kicks the second guy in his scrotum, making them both faint at the spot].
Uh, why am I feeling dizzy? It feels like the world around me is spinning. It is like my head is bouncing so much as my heart beats. Why am I looking at her? Why am I leaning towards her?
Uh, My head, It is like I am empty from above, and a ball is bouncing in it. Why can't I sit still? I thought I was about to fall out of the chair, but my hands grabbed this man's shirt. I was looking at him in a manner that felt so relaxing. I don't know what to make of it, but for some reason, I am not able to take my eyes off him. Why am I leaning towards him?
Her lips are so soft.
His eyes are so smoldering.
[They both say at the same time].
I can't stop myself.
[They both start kissing each other. It is so passionate that the heat is consuming them. Dylan's hands move under her blouse while kissing her neck. Samayra starts licking his ears while moving her hands around his back. They both start going upstairs. This club provides free rooms for people who want to have a one-night stand. They didn't stop kissing even when they were moving up. The point they reached the room, they were already half naked. As Dylan is kissing her, she grabs his back so hard that her nails pierce his skin. But suddenly something hits Dylan, and he stops himself. He looks into his eyes for a while and is about to go out. But then, Samayra stops her. She pulls his hand, grabs his face, and kisses him passionately].
I woke up with dizziness in my head, it feels like my head is about to burst. When I open my eyes, the fan is moving on the ceiling. I am feeling a little cold because of the wind, actually a little bit too much. It hits in an instant. I am naked. My clothes are right below the bed. When I move my head towards the left, I see the guy sleeping beside me completely naked. The only thing I thought of in this moment is a scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAGggggggghhhhhhh"
I grasp the blanket with full force and pull it towards me. But I guess I shouldn't have done that. He just got exposed from the lower body.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGggggggggghhhhh"
I woke up, and the first thing I am seeing is that I am naked and there's a girl in front of me with no clothes. I don't know what to make of it. First, I need to calm myself and say something that will not craze her or worse make her raped.
"Listen, I know something has happened, but I have a serious thing to tell you".
If I need to get out of this quickly I need to tell her now.
I don't know what he is about to say, what he is going to ask a favor from me, or if he is going to blackmail me with this. I have to tell him this right now.
"The Truth Is--"
"The Truth Is--"
"I am Gay"
"I love Girls"
"Okay, now the garbage is also done. Let's go and make breakfast for him".
I go towards the kitchen and wear my apron as I am cooking, when a hand suddenly comes on my waist. I knew it was Nathan, but I still pretended not to know as he swirls his other hand around my neck. I start giggling in fun.
"Stop"
He kisses me from the back; it is like a normal thing between us. I kiss him back in passion. I want him to know my love is much greater for him than his for me.
"Now leave me or else, your breakfast will burn".
He sits on the chair beside the dinner table, reading his newspaper like he always does. I give him his breakfast every day at 8:00, so he shouldn't be late for work.
"It's been a while, and we haven't gone out with each other. What about tonight? I will arrange the movie tickets, and we will have a proper date".
He is actually right, we haven't gone out in a while, and I also want to have a date with him where we are alone, and no one disturbs us. I know we both live in the same house with none's interference, but still, after all of that, we can't give each other proper time. I guess this is what you call a couple's life. To make everything good and happy between couples, it is so important for them to go on dates and spend time together, or else the love will fade. I want to say it, but--.
"No, I can't go tonight. You know it's sports season, and the bets are very high every night, so I can't miss it. I am sorry".
Nathan takes his bags and starts putting on his shoes as he is about to go. I see disappointment on his face. I don't want to make him sad. I approach him from behind and hugs him tightly.
"I am sorry, my love, I promise you, next time
I will plan, and the destination will be anywhere you want."
He smiles and shows a little reassurance towards me as he goes out, giving me a goodbye kiss on my cheek. I am glad at least he isn't going out with bitterness in his mind.
"I am home".
As I come in i see the whole floor being a mess. Dirty clothes are scattered all over the place. Night dishes are still in the sink. The whole floor is dusty, as if it hasn't been cleaned in a month. But the fact is, I cleaned everything yesterday. I walk towards the bedroom and see Julia still sleeping.
"Yes, I can start everything".
I took my bag down, changed my clothes, and started cleaning. It is nothing for me. After an hour or so, everything is clean, but it is not the time to rest i need to start preparing breakfast for her. I hear the door crackling and know that she just got awake because of the noise.
"Oh, good morning, dear, how was your sleep?"
She didn't say a thing, maybe, and looks at me eagerly. It's my fault, I should've understood. In the morning, no one has the mood to talk. People need food to start their day with energy, and I should first give it to her and--.
"You know, you look too sexy from behind. It feels like I don't even need food right now".
Her one hand goes inside my jeans as I am trying to fry the fish. She starts rubbing that area whose name I can't even spell in my mind. Her other hand just grabbed my left chest. I am totally getting horny at the moment--.
"Your food is going to be prepared, and you also have to go to work. We can't do it right now".
"Huh, You're really a bore".
She looks at me with disappointment as I ruined a moment with her, but getting her ready for work is the main priority for me right now. I always do it. It happened so many times. Whenever she wants to have sex i refuse her. I don't know what's the matter with me. I even tried reading some books and taking pills, but I still always disappoint her.
"Oh, the fish just burnt i need to do it again".
[Whereas her partner is sitting in the next room scrolling through her Dating app looking at other girls' profiles].
"No, No, NOT this one, this one is too fat, this is too tacky, this one might be my taste."
(But first i need to get rid of her. Having her always around me is a nuisance. She is so boring. I wish I could've said it, and this relationship will be over. But I need to find another way, she is very clingy and will not leave me on her own).
"Why isn't my breakfast ready yet? You fucking slut".
"Just coming".
I again made her angry. I don't get it why I always do it.
Now when I am alone I can think about it.
It's already been a month since that incident happened to me. I don't know what to make of it, but I guess it is the reason why I can't think straight. I am just making Julia more and more angry these days. Last week, i can't even remember where she left her car keys, and she slapped me. If I don't understand what my love wants or where she keeps her belonging then how am I a good girlfriend? But I don't dare to confess, maybe everything will not go back to how it was, and I need to do something about it.
"Yes, it is the right thing to do. Maybe the things will never go back. What if she leaves me because of it? No I don't want it I am happy with her, My life is complete with her. I just need to take everything out of myself and reboot my life. It will all get erased, if I don't think of it".
I don't think that's a better way to do it. If I just hide it in myself, it's like I am trapping myself in a box when everything around me gets shattered. It feels like I am getting choked. For all of this to go back, I need to focus on myself. I need to get it pass away like it happened once.
"Yes, it is the right thing to do. Everything can be forgotten with the time, no matter how miserable the situation is. Everything will be fine".