Caution: Mature theme ahead.
Horrendous night.
“I am in no need of a blowjob right now. You can leave.”
His tone sounded so cold. So unforgiving.
“I-I am..”
“You should better leave,” he was barely able to utter in a clear voice. “I don't need your assistance. Not today.”
Her face turned red at his blurted reply. Feeling repulsed, she dismissed his words before moving forward to remove the empty alcohol bottle and almost-filled ashtray from beside him.
“I- I am not here for that.”
“I told you to leave.”
A rough touch on her wrist bothered her. She tried looking into his eyes to grasp any gap to support her point.
“I came here to check on you, Uzair.”
“I am alive. Am I not?” His tone sounded heavy with all the emotional lumps he could feel in his throat, which, in turn, scared her. His behaviour with her. “So, leave.” He commanded.
“Just let me check.”
“Did I ask you to?”
“No.”
“Then stay the fuck away!”
“You can hurt yourself or cause physical pai
