Deafening music, reeks of alcohol, crazy people grinding themselves against each other like there is no tomorrow. The bar has hundreds of conversations told in loud voices, all of them competing with the rock music that dominates the atmosphere. I sighed. I have no other choice but to do this in order to live and sustain my father’s medications. My life is about surviving and me, myself, doesn’t know what the word ‘fun’ is.
“Looks like someone is fed up,” I voice behind me said.
I turned around and saw Cris, my co-worker. He’s holding a bottle of liquor in his hand while the other was free. He’s the bartender and he pretty much enjoy what he does, unlike me.
“What can I say? A nickel would make a difference,” I sighed, again. “I am tired and disgusted of what I am doing for a living but I should still do it, right? As if I got a choice.”
My job is not the so likeable one. But at least I have it. Like I said, it’s about surviving. Fun? Happiness? Those doesn’t matter.
“Don’t you have an answer yet?” he asked, out of the blue.
My forehead furrowed as I look at him. Answer? What answer was he talking about? I tried to remember what he was trying to say. I frowned when I realized what it was.
“Cris, please. I told you, tempting but no thanks.”
“Why not?” he whined. “Do you want to be stuck being a waitress in a bar forever? Come on. My offer is big time.”
“I’d rather be stuck as a waitress than to marry you,” I snapped.
Cris is not so bad. He’s kind but cocky. He got wealth, the friends, family, pretty much everything. Any girl would like to date someone like him. But I’m not like any other girls. He’s charming but not my type. If I were to marry someone, at least it should be someone that I love and someone who loves me back. Wealth doesn’t matter. As long as we love each other, that’s enough.
“I’m not that bad you know,” he frowned. Probably offended of what I said.
I sighed.
“I’m sorry,” I paused. “It’s just that I want to marry someone that I love.”
“But you can learn to love me,” he pointed.
“But it doesn’t work that way,” I smiled weakly. “I’m really sorry.”
Silence overpowered between us. The music was still loud but the silence between us was deafening. I don’t want to hurt him. I even can’t imagine myself rejecting him tons of times. But look at us now, I kept on doing it for him to stop.
“I need to work,” I wave my hand in front of him as I turn my back.
I started to walk away not until he stopped me midway.
“Azrael,” he called my name.
I turn my head to him.
“Hmm?”
“Can’t you think about it?” he asked.
Desperation was on his eyes, pleading for me to marry him. How much more can he take from my rejections? I’m fed up with my work. Isn’t he fed up trying to get me?
“I’m sorry,” I replied before turning my head and continued walking.
I shook my head, trying to get Cris away from my head. The disappointment on his eyes before I turned away well, made me guilty. Especially because I was the reason why he was feeling like that.
I started delivering drinks to the customers and found myself getting busier and busier as time went by. The more I delivered orders, the more I got uncomfortable with the skirt that I am wearing. You see, it was a mini skirt. I want to oppose of not wearing it but I got no choice. It is our uniform so might as well suck it up.
You see as the night gets deeper, the customer gets older. Well of course, grandmas and grandpas aren’t here. What I meant was university students went home already while people ages from 20-40 started filling in the place. And that is when my least favorite time comes. And why is that? Because I always hear catcalling.
“Nice legs,” I heard one customer said but I didn’t gave him any attention.
I heard whistles and men calling me. I know that they were only trying to get under my pants but na uh. I’m not like that.
Let me just describe myself. I’m five feet and four inches tall, I got the ideal buns, my chest, well, not so big but not so disappointing either. Hour-glass body, probably because I work a lot, making it no space for fat. Kidding.
You see, I am likeable. But as a waitress, I don’t do tables. My job is to take orders, serve them and that’s all. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Excuse me,” a middle aged man raised his hand, trying to get my attention.
I smiled at him, like what I always do, before inching our distance,.
“Yes sir? May I take your order?” I asked as I hugged the tray in front of me.
Even the top showed my cleavage.
“How much are you?” he asked.
My brows met as I tried to understand his question. He probably thought that I am one of those girls that he can take home. Screw this outfit.
“I’m sorry sir but I don’t do tables. You see, I’m only a waitress,” I explained.
“But you’re wearing a slutty clothes that those girls were wearing,” he pointed to the girls who were at the stage sexy dancing. I flinched at the sight.
“This is our uniform, sir,” I replied, still not dropping the honorifics. Even though I already felt harassed. “We can’t complain about it. Even though I really want to take it off.”
“Why not take it off in front of us,” said the man with him.
Everyone on the table laughed, as if it was the funniest thing that they ever heard. There were five of them on the table, looking at me with lust on their eyes. They’re probably drunk already.
“I’m sorry sir,” I bowed. “If you’ll not order then I’ll have to get back to work.”
I was going to turn my back but one of the dudes held my wrist, stopping me.
“Hey!” I exclaimed. “Let me go!”
The moment I thought of this job, I knew that things like this would happen. But I still went with it. It is the only job that I got accepted.
“Playing hard to get, eh?” said the other.
“Please sir, let go,” I wiggled myself from his grasp but he was too strong. I can’t possible fight with him either.
“I can give you my money. How much do you want?” the man asked.
“I don’t need your money. Just let me go!”
They all laughed. Was it funny though? Was it funny watching at someone’s misfortune?
“Don’t tire her,” said the man who called me.
“Why not?” asked the other. The one who got my wrist.
“I can’t hookup with someone that is tired,” he then laughed.
I got shivers after he said that. That’s downright wrong! I can’t let them get me!
I roamed my eyes, trying to meet my eyes with someone to help me but there was no one. All the employees were busy. Loud music is still banging around the place so there is no way that anyone could hear me.
I almost lose hope. Not until I felt someone’s arm snaked around my waist, swiftly took me behind him. I didn’t know how he did it so fast and how that man let go of my wrist.
All I can see was his broad shoulders, broad enough to hide me from those maniacs. I smelled a hint of grass from this man in front of me. I looked up and as if on cue, he took a quick glance at me. But for me, it was in slow motion.
Those eyes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked the maniacs.
His voice was deep and his eyes were attractive. I found myself staring at his back, completely in trance.
“Tch, you have no manners do you, little boy?” the middle aged man joked, while the other maniacs laugh.I heard a growl for the man in front of me. Did I heard it right? This man growling?“Well then, you scumbags will have a bad time.” as the attractive man said those words, things happened so fast.He started punching the middle aged man first and at the same time, kicked the shit out off those laughing maniacs. I was left stunned.Should I laugh or call for some help? I don’t know what to do but watch as the man who saved me from those disgusting maniacs beat them all up. I hear some shouts from the crowd as the people started to run away from the scene.“Azrael!” I heard a familiar voice calling.“Cris!” I called as he suddenly hugged me.I don’t have the strength to push him away so I let him embrace me.“Are you alright? Didn’t they touch you or beat
I checked my watch to see that it is already 1:58 am. Only two minutes left and I am out of here. My apartment is in walking distance so I’ll be fine going home without any vehicle. Putting on my hoodie over my body, I look at the mirror looking decent with my pants on. Better.I took my phone from my pocket and started dialing someone’s number, I heard the dial tone, waiting for the other line to answer.“Hello?”“Good morning nurse Gwen. Am I disturbing your sleep?” I mentally smacked my forehead. I forgot that it’s still bedtime.“Good morning too Azrael. No actually not all. I am attending your father at the moment and you’re calling at the right time.”I sighed.“How is he?”“He just had another manic episode. He keeps saying ‘Is Selene home?’ ‘I must see her!’. He gets really worked up and we can&r
“Where am I? Why have you abducted me?”Fear was evident in my voice as I try to stay calm but failed miserably. I can feel my heart pounding against my chest as if it’s coming out of my ribs. This is all too sudden and I think this would be the end of me.“Calm down. It’s not the end of the world.” He said like I am being all paranoidWhat’s going on? I thought he’s a good guy? But why have he captured me and chained me to this bed?“Look what they’ve done to you.” he said and started walking towards me.Every thud of his footsteps is like another thud on my heart getting frightened every second. It seems like danger is approaching but there is no place to run.I was confused when he started to get the chain out of my ankle.“They just can’t get things righ
Connor went towards me with his canines out. He was walking normally, but to me he was walking ever so slowly. Like he was devouring my soul, taking his time. It was a nightmare to see in real life.His left hand slowly made it’s way to my neck sending shivers down my spine. I can feel little sparks landing on his every touch. It was addictive yet frightening.“Close your eyes and brace yourself.” he whispered down to my hearI did not know what he meant but his voice was husky but soft at the same time. His wolf voice went out but his human voice was soothing and calming. It must have took a lot of power to control two personalities at the same time.Before I could even think and digest the thing he whispered, I felt his sharp teeth piercing into my neck. It was agonizing and painful. I let out yet another loud scream.“Aaahhh!”
Hmmm, the bed is sooo soft. I don’t wanna wake up now, the bed is seducing me, heh......Wait, as far as I remembered, my bed is not soft enough compared to how comfortable the bed right where I am now. I bolted my eyes open and realize, I’m not in my room.I sat up quickly only to feel a sting sensation coming from both of my hand and neck. Ouch! I looked at my hand and I remembered everything…I was chained in this room yesterday, got married yesterday, getting bitten by a dog yesterday, almost lost my virginity yesterday, and even got to feel comfortable to a person- oh wait, scratch that. A f*cking WOLF that I just met less that 48 hours! Oh f*ck me…I mentally and physically face palm. You did an amazing job Azrael, congratulations. I came back to my senses as a knock was heard at the door.
“Luna is taking too much of her time! Can we go home now, please?”Levi has been being impatient this whole time. He’s been complaining about how far we have to walk in the mall, carrying all the bags and now the time I spent in choosing everything I needed. I did not hear any complain from Connor and Caleb here. They seem to be feeling alright about this. Or that’s just what they want to show me?“Stop whining little pup.” Caleb finally said after being silent for almost two hours.Before I forgot to mention, these two guys are the Alpha’s uhh… how do I call them? Sidekicks? Well, Caleb is the beta and Levi is the gamma.It’s been almost two hours since we went in the mall. Well, Connor did told me to get the things I want and just take my time. And being a girl that I am, I am really taking my time choosing the BEST garments to wear and some ne
And so, I told Cris what happened the past few days. His expression tells us he was listening to a fiction. Welp, I guess I broke the 4thwall.I saw Cris move his head sideways and laugh like a maniac. “HAHAHA! Okay Azrael, that was a very weird kind of a story but you should think for another plot.” he continued laughing. At least I told him the truth, that’s what matters.And out of surprise, I heard someone growled. Uh oh, I didn’t noticed Connor was beside me. “Are you making fun of my mate now?” I heard him said out of annoyance.And thank goodness Cris stopped laughing. He cleared his throat and looked at me like I was out of my mind. “You’re kidding right?” and with that words out of Cris mouth, Connor took a few steps in front of me and hold my wrist.“Is this a joke to you?” he said in his intimidating voice and raised my ha
I hate to admit it, but the maid uniform fits me well! I literally looked cute with the white and black uniform with a crest embroidered on the upper left on my chest. The skirt that is below my knees with white socks on. The shoes I have is the same with others, but mine looks very expensive. Sigh…They seems too flustered with me being a maid. And now that I put my hair in a neat bun and some hair dress or something. Don’t blame me for not an expert with clothes! I can’t even buy my own clothes with my own money. I scratch my hair slightly because of my thoughts. I should get started already.I shook my head and finally went out the maid’s room, oh yeah, their room is so spacious! I closed the door and faced with three maids, Miss Angelique looking at me, amazed.“Wow Luna, you really look beautiful in any clothes you wear!”