the encounter
On a full moon night, on a starry night, the streets of Marrow Port shone under the moonlight. The reflected light from the glass frames of closed shops makes a corridor of a castle. In the corridor of the castle, walks a lady, an elegant, young and beautiful lady, who is returning from her office after an overtime. The lady was well dressed with a purse over her neck carrying all her materials, her heels were huge, every step was getting more and more difficult, but the motivation of a good night’s sleep kept her going.
Suddenly a yellow car flashed beside her. She turned towards the car and stood near the window pane of the driver’s seat. The window lowers and a man in his 40s with a cigarette in mouth looks at her. He pulled his cigarette, let out some smoke and said, “Can I help you?”
“No, it’s fine”. replied the lady.
“It’s okay, I won’t hurt you”.
“It’s not about hurting, My house is close to here.”
“Okay, Good night then, But I shall warn you, a gang roams in the nearby streets. Stay alert at all times.”
“Ok, I will, thank you.”
The man closes the window, and the car leaves her all alone. After crossing the huge buildings, she comes to a dark alley where in front of her is the apartment she stays in. mainly no one used it as a shortcut by the lady. Mostly no one was there,but this time, there was a figure standing there. A tall light skinned man, with a cigar in his mouth smiling at nothing. He looked at her, smiled and continued to stare at nothing. The lady lowers her head, tightly grabs her purse’s strap and quickly moves forward. As soon as she was about to cross the figure, he grabbed her purse and pulled it towards him, which made the lady fall on her back.
She tries to get up, holding her neck, she uses her pale hand to get up, but then gets kicked in the face. Now the fiend had climbed on her, still grinning, now also licking his lips, started groping her, and covered her mouth so she couldn’t make any noise. The lady punches, kicks, does everything she can. But what can a stick do to a tree? At this moment, the ravager starts to tear her clothes, maliciously laughing and continues the destruction of her dress and her dignity.
Now, what could the lady do but pray? She closed her eyes, clutched the last piece of clothing and clenched her face.
Click*
Everything goes; goes quiet, the lady opens her eyes and gasps in terror, the fiend is now dead. A bullet hole stamped on his forehead, blood dripping through his fall to fall on the cheeks of the lady who is still paralysed by shock. When she got her senses back she lifted the corpse and threw it aside. She could barely stand up from the impact. She looked up and saw another figure approaching her.
She lifted her arms, covering her head. The shadow reveals himself as a tall, masculine policeman, who was looking the other direction, walking slowly, offering a piece of clothing, shivering in shock. Normally, the police would charge the criminal but this time he shot him. “P-Please use th-this”, he said, offering the cloth. The lady hesitantly took the cloth and wore it. The cop turned around and was about to leave, but the lady grabbed his hand and said, “Please walk me home, I live just there”.
“Sure, Ma’am,” he said. They started walking, the lady’s feet still shaking, ultimately giving up and she fell on her knees. The policeman said. “Are you okay?” “I think my legs aren’t working”, she said, holding her legs. “Wait a minute”. He grabbed her back and her knees and lifted her on him. She held onto his chest and was all red, the policeman was unfaced, but still smiled a little. They entered her house and then to her room. He slowly placed her on the bed and started to leave.
The lady grabbed his hand and said. “What is your name?”
“My name is Mason Vance”. He left after saying that and the lady finally had a good night’s rest.
A few hours later, Mason enters his apartment, it was not a big one, just a cozy room with an attached bathroom, just like a hostel room. He chose it because it was near the metro and in the middle of the city. His room was full of books of psychology and philosophy, but the one shelf he never touched was the shelf of journals, it was embarrassing to him, though, he didn’t read it but still wrote it. His best friend was named ‘Sam’, he knows absolutely everything. Today, Mason was going to watch a movie on his computer. He opened a drawer, but saw nothing more than plastic wrappers on top of each other like folded clothes. Mason sighed, picked them up and threw them to the garbage bin on the hallway near his room. He got inside and decided to watch the movie First minutes, his stomach growled. So, it was decided, Mason should get something to eat.
Mason, decently dressed, goes to the nearest store. The doorbell rang a melody through the chimes attached on the handle. As he took another step, the melody rang again, like someone hurriedly entered the store. Thud! Mason felt an unstoppable force throwing him on the ground.
“Hey, can you walk....” Before he could say another word, he was stopped by a familiar face. A lady clutching her head, making a painful expression.
She opened her childlike eyes and looked at him, and gasped.Then almost instantly, She stood up, covering her face, and left the store. Mason laid there for a few seconds, too stunned to react, just shrugged and continued his quest. Returning home he took a quick look at the wall clock, it was 3 pm, he had to leave at 6. So he tore open his snacks and started the movie. Halfway in the movie he fell asleep. A few hours later, he opened his eyes and hurriedly looked at the clock, it was 5:45. He took a breath of relief, but when he took a closer look it was 6:45, his mind went into panic mode. He grabbed his uniform, his materials and his badge and left as fast as he could.
And arrived at the metro station, the metro in front of him, doors wide open, was inviting him, Mason jumped at the last minute and survived, the workplace wasn’t far, just one station away, so it didn’t take much time to reach. Here, he arrived at 7:00 pm and the F/O was standing outside. “I am sorry sir, I am late”. “Why are you here?” he said, confused.
“Today is team B’s duty, it is your day off, did you forget?” he said in a harsh voice. Mason said nothing and left irritated and frustrated by himself.
He arrived at the station again. The next metro was in like 10 minutes so to pass the time, he listened to some music on his earphones, he sat on the bench. A bench he could find. someone approaches him and tapped on his shoulder, the relaxed guy suddenly turns into a solid wall. He turned around and looked a bit, it was none other than the lady.
“Mason was it?” she said with curiosity. “Yes, I am”, he said.
“I knew it!“, she said proudly and exchange, she is just like a little girl
“Are you okay now?” he said with concern. “Yes, I....“She suddenly pouted.
“Apologise first!“she said in anger turning away
“Wait, what did I do?” Mason asked.
“You bumped me in the convenience store, that hurt a lot.”
“But... OK I am sorry.”
She smiled in full satisfaction and said. “Good”. Then I started laughing. The metro arrived and they both got in and sat parallel to each other. The train was silent and so were they, no one could make eye contact to start a conversation. The gates opened, but this time only for Mason but the lady also stood up and left the metro. “You live here?” he said “No, my station was the last one, I just wanted to talk to you!” she said while blushing. “T-take this”, she held a note. “What is it?” Mason took the note and proceeded to open it.
“Read it at home, now leave”, she screamed while pushing Mason.
“OK, OK, geez”, he said annoyingly.
He kept the note on the back pocket of his blue jeans. He reached home, threw his gear and jumped straight on his bed and tried to sleep.
He pulled his arm and sticked it into his backpocket and opened it
“Mason Vance,
I want to go out with you. You better say yes, this took a lot of courage. You already know where I drive, be there by 10 in the morning tomorrow. Looking forward to meeting you. ~ Natasha.”
Mason smiles when his face turns red. “So Natasha is it.
