Diamond In The Rough

Everything was pointless. Everything was dark and empty. Everything was tasteless. I cannot discern now if this is still living, if I am still on the right path, if I am still walking on the life that was planned for me- it was just a nonsensical one. I kept on walking through this dark and cold alley, hoping that someone would give me light and hope, something that I would be able to cling on to when things were doomed, when the time came, and I wanted to end my own breath. I feinted the sound of laughing as I stood in the middle of this broken alley, people were fighting and shouting in the distance, some people were squatting at the corners and inhaling their own way of keeping alive - it was their lifeline, it was their broken hope. Deities might be real, they might also be not. Some say that they are guiding you whenever you go, giving the right decisions to set your path straight- but why am I standing at the edge of the steep cliff and holding onto this thin branch of a plant that was growing alone in a stone land? This is a useless one. I saw a blinking business name in front of me and even this thing was still clinging to that last hope of being bright all night. Some of the lights were off, and I think that was because they were too old, and the lights are needed to be repaired and changed. I opened my bag as I saw a single ten dollar paper money in my wallet, the last thing I owned for tonight. I started walking towards that place, a pub and entered as soon after I stood in front of the door, I saw people dancing to the beat of disco lights and rhythmic songs at the same time as getting drowned by the amount of alcohol they were drinking the moment they entered this place. I sat on the stool near the bar counter as the bartender approached me with a perverted smirk on his face. "What do you want for tonight, lovely?" he asked to me and leaned on the counter as he moved his face towards mine. "I want the strongest drink you could ever give me." I answered and he laughed. "Did not expect that you are such an adventurer." he answered and I just smiled, watching him move towards the other parts of the shelves as he started mixing the drink for me. "Here you go, Princess." he said and laid in front of me a small glass of alcohol and I looked towards it, scanning the presence of the drink and trying to see if that guy was just deceiving me or not. "Are you sure this is the strongest one?" I asked and he nodded. "Here." I said and put the dollar bill on the table but he slid it back towards me. "Do not bother, that was on the house." he answered and I scoffed, now even the bartender was pitying me. I just nodded as I grabbed the shot glass and drank everything of it in one go. That was not a hard one, I could still see everything clearly, maybe that guy is really jesting around and just wanting to have a little fun. I heard the change in music, and this was actually my jam. I put down my bag on my seat as I stood up, but did not take any step further as my head started to circled around. Damn, that guy is not joking, it was really a strong one and now I feel that my whole world was evolving around me, I lost my balance as I grabbed the chair for me to support my weight, my life is so pathetic. "Hey!" I heard someone yell as a guy caught me before I finally collapsed on the floor. "Thank you, I am alright." I said as I tried to distance myself from him. "Are you sure?" I also heard him asked that question, but I grabbed my bag and started walking towards the door, I should now be leaving this place. I definitely see myself walking in a straight path, even with a few trips over the smooth floor, I think I am still alright and I can support myself. "You are drunk." I heard that man's voice again, as he now held me on my waist. "I said I am alright." I exclaimed as I pushed him aside, still not seeing his face clearly. "Stop trying hard." he said once again to me and that made me laugh. "Stop trying hard? Are you kidding me? All my life I struggled as hard as I could to live the way my parents wanted me, and now, you want me to stop?" I continuously yelled at that man, and in my head, I perfectly knew that it was not the thing he wanted to say to me. "I should get you out of here, woman should not be alone and drunk." he said and now I do not have any strength to fight him. He escorted me out of the place, I knew that fact. He put me inside the car and even put a seat belt on me. Who is this man? Is he just like some good Samaritan who wanted to help strangers who cannot carry themselves in a pub? This is so embarrassing. I closed my eyes as I felt comfortable sitting on this seat, when I heard the car door close and someone get in beside me. I do not care anymore, whether this guy was really trying to help me, or he was trying to kidnap me, this life is too much garbage for me to recycle over and over again. But I got nothing but silence, the car was not starting and there is no other movement made inside the car. I was about to say something when I felt a cold hand rubbing on my thighs, I wanted to stop that person, but his hand continued to run over my smooth skin as he made his way towards the part where he should not be poking around. I left out a soft moan as I hated myself for being like that, I was easily been satisfied, and that is my freaking weakness. I felt that he was about to move my undies when I grabbed his hand to stop him, and opened my eyes to see him clearly. He was looking straight to my eyes, and I was captivated by it, I was being sucked up into his black hole of darkness as I absent mindedly moved towards him. I grabbed his nape, kissed him as hard as I could, I moved my lips like I was the one dancing back at the disco ball, and moved my tongue to his lips asking for a permission to enter- in which he gave to me quickly. I felt his hand on my waist and we were just busy responding to each other's kisses for minutes, that when I stopped, both of us panted in tiredness like we had a mile marathon. He held my right cheek, as his hand slowly removed the strap of my top. I helped him up with that as I removed it by my own self. He pulled me towards me as he started kissing my neck, tasting every bit of me, from the jawline and down to my collarbones. It was so satisfying that I cannot help but to wriggle and move my head in various directions I could go. He did not break any kisses until he went downwards on my breast, without any word or warning, he grabbed both of them as he gave each one kiss to another, his hand slid behind me on my back and unclasps my brassier now, it much visible to him- and I noticed his smirked, I know that he was also thrilled my the sight of it. He looks on me as he slowly made me lie my back down on the seat as he pulled something from below and led the seat to finally recline. He started by my left breast, kissing the around while massaging the another one, he sometimes sucks a bit of it as a sound of my moan filled the whole car. He kept on doing that until he stopped like he was teasing me up. "Are you up for a deal?" he suddenly whispered as I looked at his face. "Sign me up." I answered and chuckles as he also laughed at it. ---