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Chapter 2

  • Mildred Paige
  • "Arghhh!!!" I screamed as I opened my eyes. It was already morning, I yawned, stretching simultaneously. Damn, it was another nightmare.
  • I was used to having those nightmares I couldn't remember when I wake up, but it wasn't my problem, it's midweek and I have a lot of jobs to catch up with, especially my job at the 'FEEL IT GYM CLUB.'
  • I started working at the gym house about four months ago and it was the best decision I made in my life. There I have good boss, colleagues and customers, unlike some other places I work.
  • Looking at my alarm clock, it was almost six thirty am and was running late, so I rushed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, had a cold bath put on my uniform for the first job of the day, scheduled for 07-10 am which was a delivery job.
  • I went to the magazine company to get the magazines, after which I went to deliver them one after the other, with the company bike. It was fun riding through the beautiful streets of Canada on a power bike with my helmet on my head.
  • I was at top speed, so by nine am, I was through with the delivery, then I went to a nearby convenient store to buy a pack of noodle for breakfast.
  • I quickly munched the food and drove the bike back to the company. The manager gave me my pay check and a little tip. I smiled at him as I went back to the house to keep my money.
  • I divided the money into four equal part; one for food expenses, the second one for house rent, the third one for school fees, when I start school next year while the last one was for extra savings.
  • Living like this wasn't easy, but that was how I live my life everyday. Whenever I get paid, I share all the money equally so I don't spend unnecessarily.
  • I took a shower since I had a little more time, got dressed and left the house for my longest job of the day, the gym where I'll work from ten to four pm after which I will go the bar for my night job.
  • I know I was stressing myself, but if I must go to school I should pay the price that comes with it and getting money with my body is not an option.
  • "Hello, good morning." I greeted everyone I met cheerfully.
  • "Good morning Mildred, hope you're doing okay?" One of my colleagues asked and I nodded with a broad smile.
  • It was almost four pm and I was preparing to leave when I felt something strange happening to me, something I couldn't explain held me to a spot making me struggle in vein to move.
  • I raised my head to see a strange man, or should I say a strange creature, because this person was too beautiful to be called a man.
  • He was tall, huge, with long flowing hair, thick abs, broad chest, oblong face... I was lost staring at him as I kept swallowing my saliva.
  • "Mate!" He exclaimed excitedly, with a deep, husky masculine voice that I almost choked on my saliva.
  • I knew if I kept looking at the strange man, I might end up in his arm, doing what I have never done in my twenty three years on earth with him.
  • "Wh.. who.. who... Who are.. you..." I stammer, still staring fixedly at the fine piece of art work.
  • "Mate..." He drooled again, this time louder, making me scared.
  • I tried to raise my legs and it worked. What did this strange man use to hold me? I took one more glance at him and took to my heels, without turning back to know if he was chasing me.
  • When I got to the house, I couldn't do anything, like I used to, so I lay straight on my bed. I guess I was scared of the strange man and I was already feeling something for him, as that was the only word to describe how I felt for this person I barely knows.
  • My phone started ringing, it was a call from Aya my friend, who was also my colleague at the bar where I work at evenings.
  • "Hello, Mildred, where are you? It's already past five pm and the boss is looking for you." She said.
  • "Please, Aya, you have to cover up for me, I'm in traffic now, and I'll be there in say twenty minutes." I lied and ended the call immediately, to avoid Aya's numerous questions.
  • Aya and I knew each other and became friends two years ago where we used to work as hotel receptionist.
  • Thank God I showered at the gym before coming home, so I just changed my clothes and rushed to the bus station to get a bus that would take me to the bar.
  • In the bus, I felt like someone was following me and the feeling was so strong that I was looking around to see if there was anyone looking suspicious, but I saw no one.
  • When I got to the bar, Aya really covered up for me that no one noticed I was just coming. That was what we did for each other all the time, so it wasn't new.
  • After working for the day, it was time to close when Aya noticed someone, probably a customer that was inside the bar, but his head was on the table.
  • "Who is that?" She asked.
  • "Are you kidding me? How do you expect me to know him when you don't know him?" I asked, giving her a stern look.
  • "Whatever, he's probably drunk, go and wake him, so he would leave here and we can go home." Aya commanded.
  • As a matter of fact, she has been commanding me since I got to work. According to her, it was my punishment for coming late.
  • "You should go Aya, you know you are better with drunk customers than I am. I tried to avoid going to the person.
  • After a long time of argument, she finally went to him. I watched as she was talking to the guy who didn't raise head up. Shortly Aya walked up to me making a funny face.
  • "He said, he wants to talk to Mildred." She said with sarcasm.
  • "It's.. it's.. not true.. I swear, I don't know him." I stammered and it only made Aya laugh hard at me.
  • "I never said he knows you, I only delivered his message." She hit my shoulders and smiled at me. "The boss would be mad if she finds out we are still here by this time."
  • I walked up to the person with anger. I wanted to shout at him and asked what he wanted to say, but when I got to where he was, I felt what I felt earlier at the gym house.
  • The customer raised his head up to look at me. "Hello, Mildred." He smiled.
  • "Oh.. my..." I coughed.
  • I turned to look at Aya, she was laughing her heart out and it was pissing me off, but I couldn't control what I was feeling for the strange man.
  • "I'm sorry, I know you're mad at me, but please have dinner with me tonight." He said with his soothing voice.
  • "I.. I don't know you." I managed to say.
  • "You'll know me and, you can come with your friend." He said.
  • "Can I call my boyfriend to come with us? That's the only way we are going anywhere with you tonight." Aya replied and I turned to see her standing behind me.
  • "What?" I scoffed.
  • Aya was living with her boyfriend, so if we told him we were going out with a person we didn't know, he might misunderstand, I guess that was why she wanted him to come, but I never agreed to go with them.
  • "It's fine by me." The strange man said and soon we were at a place where we were eating fried chicken and beer.
  • It's been long since the last time I drank beer and it was Aya and her boyfriend that took me out the last time. I did and since then I've been avoiding going out with them, until I have money to pay for the bills.
  • I started by sipping the drink shyly, but then, I started enjoying it and I drank more and more until I could no longer control myself.
  • I always knew Aya wasn't good at drinking alcohol, and soon she was already drunk, blabbering and slapping her innocent boyfriend severally.
  • "Let's go home." She yelled at him for the umpteenth time.
  • "Hold on, Mildred is still here." He whispered to her, but I heard him.
  • "It's okay, Jake, take her home, I can take care of myself." I assured him, before he finally took her home.
  • I knew he was skeptical about leaving me with someone we knew nothing about, but I was sure I could take care of myself.
  • "Excuse me, I want to use the restroom." I said and got up.
  • "I'll go with you." He said.
  • "Never mind" I replied and walked away.
  • After using the restroom, it was my best chance to leave the stranger and run home.
  • I walked outside the place, with the intention of running away from him, when I felt a sweet masculine hand holding mine.
  • "You want to run again Mildred?" His soothing voice asked and I was shocked.
  • How the hell did he know? How did he even find me at the bar? What does he know about me.
  • "I..." I took a deep breath. "How did you know..." I was still talking when he brought his lips close to mine and grabbed my lips with his.