His House
It was raining heavily.
I don’t know. why I am here.
Well, I do now.
I wanted to be here.
I always wondered what his house feels like.
I wanted to come to his house. He always feels so cold ad rough but not for me. I wanted to feel special by him. when I entered to his street I felt like rich and spoiled cause he I am in his BMW. Which was sent by him.
I like it.
I like this.
When I was about to enter his home. I was like this is how rich people live here. A big mansion. I know it’s a small for him. Well, it’s for me though.
The driver opens by car door. When I stepped out. A smash of air brushed into me. My hair was straight and wavy. The huge light reflected on my eyes. But also, at the same time it was dark.
Well, he has good garden filled with beautiful roses and grass. Does he love nature? I don’t think so. Maybe it was his gardener decision. Well, we can’t the house from outside cause the most of it was occupied by trees.
The door is huge man.
Like him.
Of course, I always like his taste.
He was inside.
I had imagined this moment so many times. Me walking into his house. Him looking at me. Maybe smiling. Maybe pulling me close and asking why I took so long.
I pressed my lips together.
“Stop imagining things, Anika .”
Then I saw a small door bell.
I was about to press it.
I think he is busy. I don’t want to disturb him. I will just keep these files at his entrance and I will just go back.
But what if he wanted to see and he only wanted me to bring these to him.
At his house.
That to at 8pm.
Well, it’s not so late. Well, its late for me. A women right.
Fuck.
Stop creating scenarios in your head sai.
Just press it.
I did.
No answer
I think he is asleep.
I did it again.
I heard footsteps.
I was turned. Not to see him.
The door opens.
Then I have turned.
Him.
My crush.
Arjun.
His eyes moved over my face.
Then my dress.
Then back to my eyes.
I lost my breathe.
“you’re late”
Late?
No.
“I told you to come here by 8”.
Yes, I am.
“it’s 8:20”
How it is late.
“exactly”.
Then my face went to ohhhh.
Yeah. Got it.
I will next time. If I have chance to come again.
“come in”.
Those two words were like into my heart. Should I go then.
Shut the mind up.
Thank god, today I wore this blue dress. which covered my chest with v neck.
I just minimal makeup.
I even look better without that.
I had my hair open just a small clutch which hods the front hair.
One bracelet and watch.
I wore sandals today. Thank god, I won’t look short to him.
I will be reaching to his shoulders without the heels.
dam it.
And I am just forget it.
Don’t care.
His house.
His world.
And he was letting me enter.
I stepped inside.
The first thing I noticed was the silence.
Not the comfortable kind.
The kind that made you feel as though the walls were listening.
The marble floor gleamed beneath the soft golden lights. Tall windows stretched along one side of the room, showing the storm outside. Expensive paintings hung on the walls, and a massive staircase curved upward into the darkness.
I slowly turned in a circle.
“Oh my God.”
“what”
Ah shit.
“ummm.. nice house”.
“yes, well I will be here only when I want to do my personal works”.
Personal like what man.
Just complete the sentence.
Oh, he also had another one. I want to see how that will be.
“good”
Well, I wanted to nice not mean you know.
I never was.
“Though it’s a little scary.”
He glanced at the staircase.
“Scary?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
I lowered my voice.
“Because it looks like someone might be standing there watching you.”
Shit I shouldn’t have said that.
He will think I am weak.
“well, there is strong security and pass keys to enter the house.
So, no one can come here. That’s just dark.
Ok.
Ohhh.
“yes, here take the files and pen drive”.
“thank you”.
Good to here that. From him.
“I will leave”.
“come”.
What?
That one word just confused me.
I just stopped and watched him.
Should to enter or not.
He walked past me toward the living room.
I followed him.
“coffee or juice”.
“coffee”.
I just blunt it out. I didn’t think twice.
Well, coffee makes me wake up. I don’t want to sleep at his house. What if he just kidnaps me. Just kidding.
Well, I don’t want to stay at men house. They can smile at you, speak gently, and still hide things you never imagined.
I just can’t trust men.
But he is exception.
He is different though.
At least, I wanted him to be.
He steps were into kitchen. It’s an open kitchen.
While he is preparing my coffee.
I was just glaring at his house.
His interior.
It’s weird and nice.
At the same time I liked it.
But scary to live alone.
“do you live alone?”.
I just curious.
“..yes..”
Ohh
I heard people who live alone choose to have peace and to leave stress.
Also, there are different.
Well, he is rich.
He can live alone.
“that’s nice”.
He was different wallpapers.
“sugar”.
Umm
“I like .. when my coffee is more strong more decoction maybe”.
I just said it.
He thinks maybe I have different taste.
Well, I have.
That’s why he became my crush.
I was about to go in to one room.
Just to see. Nothing else.
It’s weird.
I see him coming towards me.
Wait mee.
My cheeks got heated up.
I don’t know where to look.
The wall, the up side.
I just.
“no, I just..ummm”
His took my lips to his.
Our lips met together.
He is fucking kissing me.
He is so warm. He is like greyish and blackish smell from him.
I love how he beautifully smells. I can’t breathe.
Wait he smells like decoction. did he drank that.
I don’t know why I didn’t stopped him. I just grabbed my fingers to his hair and another on his chest. I wanted him to kiss me.
Wait.
I kissed him back.
This is happening.
god finally filled my wish. i don't want him to stop this.
I wonder where do we go after this.
I just closed my eyes.
We just devoured each other.
Fuck I just stopped thinking and concentrated on kissing him.
Him
The sound of doorbell appears.
We stopped.
“just go upstairs”.
I just nod.
I just going to up.
I saw going to door and taking something like laptop.
I went up.
Fuck bro. I kissed him.
We had a kiss.
What if He comes up again wants to kiss me?
I love it.
Stop it Anika.
But even though you are not making it so obvious in my statements.
Maybe in my eyes.
I have expressive eyes.
I saw a door creaking and a strange light was there.
I entered. It’s nothing.
Just a room.
Wait
I am seeing photos of mine everywhere I go.
Is he stalking me?
Fuckkk
Fuckk
Gun
Shit
Why is he doing this?
Does he wants to kill me.
I was just trapped by him.
But why did he kissed me.
Shit Ani. Don’t even care.
Just get out from here.
I just closed the door.
Then
I saw him.
With coffee.
“coffee”.
“sorry arjun, I need to go”.
I just told him.
“Anika”.
I didn’t looked up. I wanted to go hostel.
I went off from stairs. The movement I go the down the time feels so slow. I was heartbroken. Fear, lust, love, everything went down.
The movement I saw.
door was locked.
And suddenly, the beautiful house didn’t feel beautiful anymore.
It felt like a trap.
I was locked inside.
