"Honey, just calm down"
"I can't calm down! Just don't tell me what to do!" I scremed over the phone, tears pickling like first monsoon showers from the brink of my eyes.
"I can't believe you! I fucking can't! How could you do this to me!?"
"Meera, just relax.This is for your own good!" her voice emitted fake sympathy that just peaked up my anger more.
"How can I relax, when my fucking mother sold me!" I threw the phone on the floor and broke down into a fit of tears.
My life is a damn hell from the beginning and just when I think that it couldn't get better, my mother just drops the nuclear bomb.
She sent me to America, in order to study. Atleast, that's why I thought. And I felt that the broken divorcee who tries to make me feel miserable, has just realized that I'm her daughter. But, truth is really bitter.
She sent me here to actually use me as a source of money. Because, the people she used are done with paying our bills. And, I being the hopeless idiot fell into this trap.
I don't pay attention to the buzzing sound of the phone, as I dig my face deeper into the pillow. It's soft body soaked in the water that was rushing through my face.
"Fuck everything!" I scream and punch the mattress a few times, trying to let the anger dissolve into the cotton. But it didn't help.
My life is a rat hole and I have to live with it.
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I jolted out of my sleep and saw the clock struck 7. I just hope that it was a nightmare.
I move up from my bed, my eyes swollen red and my soul with no hope. The phone laid on the hard ground, motionless.
For a moment, I keep looking at it like it is the thing that's responsible for everything happening. It's easier to blame something like that, when you don't have enough excuses for why your life clocks around the bad fate.
I exhale sharply, exhausted of crying and walk upto the kitchen to prepare myself something edible.
Two packs of biscuit. That's all I have in the fridge. College fees, tuition fees, rent of this apartment... Everything summed upto the level of my expenses in here, leaving only a few dollars to pay for these.
I sigh and crunch the biscuit, the chocolate dissolving into my taste buds. For a person who knows that life is a struggle, these are not any less to heaven.
I hop into my bed, not before plugging my switched off phone into the charger. I hope that it's not in coma right now, because the bills will just add up to more.
I turn off the main light and switch on my small lamp. I have a fear of sleeping in the dark alone, so I do it everyday since the time I came here.
My heavy eyelids drooped close, lulling me into a dream less sleep.
I just pray that I don't have to open my eyes tomorrow...
The sun rays and the car honks disturb my sleep. I feel drowsy and tired from thinking about yesterday.
Slowly, I made it out of my bed and try to switch on my phone. Hopefully, it was alive and flashed the main screen with my sister's picture smiling back at me. Her name is Sonia. She is the only reason I survive. She gave me a bunch of endless love and memories that I always store in the suitcase of my heart.
I smile not a full fledged one though. It is sad and a hopeless one. I sigh and look through the Whatsapp chats I recently had with her.
Does she even know about all of this? I hope not, because I won't be able to tolerate the sadness the news will inflict on her. My mother already tortures her a lot,I don't want to add up more to it.
I reminded myself that I'm being sold to this agency that is going to turn me into a sugar baby.
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"Oh my freaks! How could your mom do that? She's a bitch!" Laila hisses at no one in particular.
"I know, but I don't have any choice. That bitch is keeping my sister. And even though, I'm just an ATM for her, my sis is treated like a real daughter. So, if I send the money, I won't have to worry about Sonia getting her life banged up. Atleast she'll be safe. "
I walk over the corridor, with Laila being on my side.
" Yeah, but a sugar baby agency? Sounds more like selling you to a brothel! "
" Does that even matter now? My life has never been better than this. How can I expect that I won't end up being a prostitute?" I sigh. I just have bet all my hope on hard cash.
" But not like this! I can look for better jobs for you ! " Lai exclaims as we both enter the empty classroom.
" Won't work Lai. She has already talked to the agency and now I'm a part of this sugary thing. I heard they've good sources. Even if I try to back out, they'll kidnap me and God knows, do worse than even prostitution!"
"But not by losing your dignity Mi! You're a 20 years old college student. For God's sake, you've a life to build!"
"I never had a life, Lai. I just existed for the purpose of the idea to live someday. But, that's not happening anymore. I hope that I just earn some money out of whatever I'm into and can save something for a living that I dream of. Till then, I just want Sonia to be safe and in good care. " My eyes well up, blurring Lai's face to some extent.
I feel an arm draping over my body and I know that it is Laila hugging me.
"Its going to be alright." she caressed my hair, like I am a toddler and I let the stream flow through my orifice.
I was going to be sold out to something horrible and I don't know how my life is going to be ahead.
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A black car parked in front of the alley. I am sure that it is the agency car.A man walks out of the driver's seat and approaches me. To my surprise, he looks decent and with well etiquette."Hello maam, my name is David." he takes my hand in a formal handshake and I smile at his politeness."I'm here to take you to the office" he smiles genuinely. But I scoff inwardly at the word 'office'. How on earth could he call a prostitution center an office?I nod my head in reply and follow him up to the car. For a person like me, who travelled by bus most of the time, this is comfort and luxury.I hop into the seat and inhale the fragrance of the leather. It feels very refreshing, but toxic at the same time.I lean my head into the seat, releasing my breath that I didn't know I was holding.David closes the door of his seat and the car roars to life.
The day shift was quite stressful at the dress store. Snobby customers with bad breaths kept me busy."I don't like the color." one fat lady knitted her chubby cheeks in a disgusting frown."This is the only color maam." I spoke in my professional tone, keeping the smile intact. I know the trick too."Then leave it. I'll try some other shop." she scoffed at me with a challenging tone and left the store with her oversized ass.Shop store duties suck. I don't know how on earth do some people handle these types of customers with little or no sense.Once, a girl tried to throw tantrums on me telling that she has a lot of money and she is capable of getting whatever she wants. So, if the hairband she demands is not in the desired color and shape she'll order everyone to make her a desired one.I sigh and wrap up the dress into the packet. Meanwhile the manager wal
I sighed after seeing the text from Eleanor."Can you meet at the office?" The text said.I replied "Ok. But why?"Another message popped up."I need to get you ready for Mr. Saxena. He said he wants to meet you today."What???I immediately dialled Eleanor's number but she didn't receive it."I'm busy with a client right now. So can't pick up your call. Let me know the time you'll be arriving and I'll send David to receive you." Her message said."But I am not ready!" I texted her back."Don't worry Meera, just leave everything to me."I slouched on the bed with a sigh escaping my lips.I'm going to meet a business tycoon cum mafia today and I don't know what the heck I'm going to do! This is all her f
Eleanor stared at me, utterly shocked."What are you saying Meera? You can't drop out right now!""Yeah I can. You said that it was my decision." I revolted."Yes. But not in the middle of a commitment you've already given. You've to meet him Meera,else Mr. Saxena will feel disrespected!"I sighed. She is right. I can't leave something in the middle like this. Usually, I wasn't the type of person who does half job. My mind would turn into a cluttered opera of my irritating inner voices doing group discussions.But this time I was scared! Scared to meet a powerful person who can destroy my entire life in seconds. And who would care about the 5'3 foot tall, brown eyed, fair and skinny brunette with wavy locks floating dead on the river of California?Does California even have a river? Because I don't prefer imagining my dead
He walks towards me, steady steps, the one of a predators walking towards his prey.His hazel eyes look straight into me,as if pulling me towards them. I wanted to look somewhere else,but I was trapped under those orbs."Hello,Miss Adarsh." His lips curved into a smile,his dimples evident from the arch of his cheeks. Those hazel eyes scanned me like I'm his evening meal."Hello. Mr-"He arched an eyebrow at me.I'm having a short circuit in my brain right now. I can't even remember his name. What the fuck is happening to me!"Mr. Saxena. It's nice to meet you." I managed to speak. Somehow.He smiled with satisfaction. God, I'll eat that smile!"The pleasure is all mine." He walked towards me and signalled the guy beside me whose name I have probably forgotten, to leave.
"Tell me all about it." Laila leaned towards me, whispering so that no one except us hears it in the class."Well there was this beautiful, rich ass hotel where I went wearing a less slutty dress. I was told that it's only just a meeting to understand whether we are good to walk forward.""How was the guy? Don't tell me he was old.""No he wasn't. In the contrary,he was smoking hot. I bet you would've gone all wet after seeing him.""Ooh. That's interesting and good. It's far better than an old man.""Hmm. But the more interesting part is that he's a complete asshole."Laila tightens her jaw in dissapointment."Did he try to rape you?""No,not that. In the beginning he was all good,but after I informed him that I am into nothing physical, he changed his attitude into all rude-bossy billionaire.
"Mr. Saxena, what a pleasent suprise!" He moves up from his seat to embrace Dhruv in a hug.Do they know each other? Shit!Dhruv doesn't hug back,but forwards his hand for a handshake. Rude.Though Mr. Brown doesn't look disappointed. Maybe he knows what kind of a jerk Dhruv Saxena is.Dhruv shifts his glance at me, putting me on alert. What's he going to say?"You've company." His question is directed to Mr. Brown but his eyes are at me.Get your eyes off me!!!!Mr. Brown looks at me and smiles with his creepy eyes looking at me with pride. What's that supposed to mean?"Yeah. Meet Miss Meera here. Isn't she lovely?""Yes, she is. Very much."Dhruv keeps staring at me.And I feel like hitting my head somewhere. What's happening t
I stare at him for a moment.Is this guy for real? How can he ask me to ride with him? With him!"Thank you for the offer,Mr. Saxena. But I have my ride. Thank you once again." I replied with a smile,more like a smirk.But that jerk smirks back leaving me totally confused."That wasn't a question,Miss Adarsh." He walks towards David, tells him something that I can't hear and I see David nodding his head and leaving the place.What the fuck! How can he do this?Dhruv buttons up his navy blue suit and walks towards me. He gestures me to sit in the car.Feeling hopeless, I agree and sit inside the sleek black BMW. I was going for the backseat but that asshole already pulls the door for the passenger seat for me, getting a hidden scowl from me in return. Remember, it's hidden.I r