TIME
Blood. It falls to the ground like a stream. I look at it in wonder as I have never seen so much. The soil was bleached to red and it seemed as if the ground has always been like this. This is where our very mortality resides. In the blood, that is why when we see a lot of it we shake in fear.
But instead, I see him on that pitch-black throne. I never could see his face just his massive body form, the blood flowed to his throne and all I could hear was sip laugh and a goblet in his hand which he drank from. Then I would wake up.
A note and a few dollars on the pillow next to me.‘HERE’S YOUR MONEY! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK!
I sighed heavily as I put the money in my back pocket and head to the shower.I had bruises on my face which I dubbed with spirit to prevent them from getting infected. I have a beautiful body some would say I look like an adonis. With my black hair dyed red, purple eyes perfect teeth, and perfect abs. Most of my clients adored me because of this. I took a cold shower then called my sister J short for Janice but no one calls her that.
''I know you said we have to survive but these cougars are horrible besides you to know I don't even like women,'' I argued with her.''But we're so close I don't like hooking up with these guys either but the alternative is drugs Leo and I can't let you go through that again. Please just for a couple more weeks?'' she answered. I hang up immediately without giving her an answer.
Before you get the wrong idea my sister and I weren't exactly prostitutes we were escorts for older men and women sometimes we would exchange some sexual favors for extra money. Times were hard it was right after coronavirus quarantine many economies were suffering but our country had suffered the most there were only two ways to make the kind of money we needed become drug dealers or do the work we did.
Our mother was at the brink of death and my sister was pregnant we needed to get money for my mother's surgery and abortion for my sister. It had taken a long time but we were finally just a hundred dollars short. It was too dangerous to have a child especially after what my father had done after I made a horrible mistake at fifteen when...
It doesn't matter it was done and now that I was twenty-one all I knew how to do was survive. And that the child situation needed to be handled sooner rather than later.Besides we had no idea who the father was. I went out to a small shabby shop down that was on the ground floor of my building where one of my best friend's Stacey was the owner.
Stacy was very beautiful and petite. We were about the same age and knew everything about me including my way of life and that I preferred guys. She handed me my coffee and my muffin in a plastic bag.''You look like shit!'' she commented.''Yeah, late-night customer.'' I answered. There were only three people behind me so we were able to talk a bit before she had to get back to work. But not before handing me a piece of paper while winking at me.
I walked back to my room bumping into someone on the way.''I'm sorry.'' he huffed as he walked away. I didn't get a good look at his face but again I didn't really care who he was. But when I got to my apartment everything was different
