5

Tuncay came up to me and said, "I have to go, Lavin." Then he tried to persuade me, "Come on, let me drive you home," as he didn't mind leaving me here alone.

"I 'm going to stay here a little longer," I said with a feeling as if my heart had twisted and twisted in knots. .

"I don't want you to use that thing here," said Tuncay, his voice rough. "It makes you forget who you are." He looked around heavily. I knew what you were thinking; These people, who were captives of alcohol and harmful substances, seemed more savage, more vulgar, more mindless than even a predatory animal. He frowned and turned to me. "I'm worried something will happen to you, I don't want to leave you here, Lavin."

"Don't worry about me," I said, averting my eyes heavily . I could have listened to him and left, but I wanted to see Edim Demiray a little more; When I saw him, my weight was lighter, my soul was comforted, some things could be more bearable. "I'll be going home soon anyway."

Tuncay nodded, although he didn't feel comfortable with it. "I have to go to work, call me if you need, I'll come." His voice is clear. "Besides, you always call or text me when you get home, remember."

I rolled my eyes . "When will you stop treating me like a fragile creature, I wonder."

Tuncay, raising one eyebrow, "The day you accepted the treatment?" ' he replied with a sarcastic question, standing up.

“Get out of my way,” I grumbled, looking at him with a rebellious expression, revealing his height as he stood up, and at such moments, I felt like a small child in front of him.

Tuncay laughed. Then he grabbed his jacket from the bar counter and slipped it over his arms. "I will find a way to rid you of this poison , Lavin," he said, his gaze enveloping me like the sun in its great arms; I'm warmed up. " I'll make sure you stay organized like any other young girl, see the good in life, set goals, Lavin. "

"Tuncay..."

" I lost everything because of your mother, cliffs came between me and my own father." I followed his long legs as he slowly approached me, pressing his lips to my head. "You are the only relative I have in this life, my only responsibility , I have no one to think about but you, don't take this from me . "

I could not answer. My words were locked in the cage of my mind like a caged sparrow.

Edim Demiray could not stand the disgusting smell of this place; He had always hated cheap bars. And one of the waitresses around her, who is as disgusting as her smell. His eyes fell on Lavin, who was sitting nervously on the bar stool. Even though she wasn't looking at him, her blue eyes had been fixed on him since he had arrived, then turned back to her. Of course, he had long been aware of Lavin's interest in him. He had no doubt that if he knew who he was, or the first time he found out, that interest would crumble to dust.

Edim's lips moved with a smile typical of men who have a sweet dream. It must have been because what she had dreamed of was coming true soon, the reason for the movement on her lips. The lights of this simple bar were reflected in his coal-black eyes, and one could not understand exactly what was going on in those eyes. His decisions were always indisputable; there was no flexibility in his thoughts, he was taking a nap. He had lost his sense of forgiveness, understanding, and compassion. Even the slightest indulgence had to make an effort.

The bartender came up to him with a tray in his hand. “As usual,” he said, placing the glass in front of Edim.

"Any problems I need to know?" Edim said as he sat back and placed his right ankle on his left knee. she asked. "It's about Lavin."

“Khen walked to Lavin,” the bartender replied in a hushed voice. "At the moment Lavin has no money to buy goods, he wants to take advantage of it." When Edim intervened and asked for details, the bartender recounted Khen's implicit words until he held out his hand in a low manner, then said, "Fortunately, that stepbrother Tuncay came in at that time." he concluded.

Eddy clenched his teeth. The letters of these words pierced his mind like arrows one after the other. His dark eyes found Lavin, who left the bartender and spoke to Tuncay. "Where's Khan?" ' he asked, his voice cold as ice."Where do I find that dog now?"

The bartender's lip curled, "Upstairs, in his room," he replied, clearly feeling relieved to tell Edim. "I hope I find him unrecognizable tonight."

Edim stood up to find Khen, ignoring him. He passed the crowd, turned his dark eyes on the stairs leading up, and climbed with firm steps. the room opposite him, with the brown door, was his room, and he reached the door in no time; He slowly lowered the door handle and entered his room silently. Khen was resting with his head back, unaware that someone else had entered.

Edim's lip curled to the side as he caught her by surprise like that.

Opposite the black table in the room, there was a made-up coffee table between two leather armchairs facing each other. He sat down in the leather armchair and propped his feet on the coffee table in front of him. “Khen,” he called in a mocking voice. "What's up?"

Khen jumped up in fright. "Was that you?" he said in an accented voice . Fear mixed with doubt lingered in his eyes, but he tried to shake it off. "How can you sneak into my room so quietly every time?" She put her hand on her heart and took deep breaths. "God be my witness, one day you will bring it down on my heart."

"Where are those days..." Edim mocked as he scanned the room sarcastically. "Khen, you don't know, but we have a saying around here: Nothing bad happens, and God protects the good."

“Whatever,” Khen said, opening his drawer. He took out the pack of cigarettes. "Would you like it?"

“Sure,” I replied in a disinterested voice.

Khen let a few branches come out of the package, then handed it to Edim.

Looking at the outstretched hand with a slight sneer on his lip, Edim reached out and made a sudden maneuver, grabbed his wrist and twisted it, and the pack of cigarettes fell. As Khen's scream of pain filled the room, he got up and grabbed his neck and slammed his head against the hard surface of the table. "I'll kill you, Khen," he snarled. "I'll fuck you up, son of a bitch!"

"What's going on, Demiray," Khen groaned. "Ahh! What have I done?"

Edim said, "As soon as it's yours, I'll break this hand that reaches the ground!" he roared. The veins on his neck became enlarged and prominent. "I would cripple even your thoughts towards Lavin!"

Khen's eyes widened involuntarily as he realized the situation. Was this all for Lavin? I can't be. "Wait, let me explain," he begged. He swallowed. "He owed me a lot, he didn't pay for the goods he bought. I was just trying to scare him, or what am I doing with a little girl?"

"Don't lie, you pimp! Is there a child in front of you? You were going to tell me if you owe it!" He lifted his head and slammed into the table once more, and there was no exaggeration of the sound of breaking through the table. Red blood pouring from Khen's nose formed a fluid layer on the surface of the table. "Did you think I was kidding when I said I 'd fuck you first if anything hurts Lavin in your cheap place that's just as disgusting as you?"

Khen's effort to free his head, which was stuck between his strong hand and the table, was a futile attempt; he couldn't move. "Not again," he assured her, speaking with difficulty, as she was once more certain of Edim's strength.

“It's not going to happen,” Edim said in a flat voice, and twisted his wrist in such a way that a cry of animal pain filled the room as Khen's wrist left his hand. "Don't take what I'm saying on your ass again," he said, letting go of his hand and getting close to his ear, through clenched teeth. "Let this be a lesson to you."

Khen sank into his seat, clutching his wrist, accompanied by beastly groans. “I have to get my hand checked,” he said through gritted teeth, taking deep breaths. He looked into Ed's black eyes. "Broken."

Edim sat down in his own place and took his previous position and stretched his feet on the coffee table. He shook his head. "No, we talk first, then you can fuck off wherever you want." “Sit down next to me,” he said mechanically, pointing to the seat across from him. "There's something I want you to do."

When Tuncay left, I looked behind me to see Edim and realized that the wind of emptiness was blowing in his place. My eyes turned to disappointment at not being able to find what I wanted; there was none, I missed his departure with my momentary carelessness. Meanwhile, the feeling that the veins in my body were squeezing in my body, that the same veins would rupture soon, was plaguing me; I wouldn't be able to make it home. It was my weak and pale body that threw my soul into the darkness that owned that powerful scream that screamed pills inside me .

I left my stool and walked towards the toilets, but when I found a secluded place before entering, I leaned my back against the wall, the cold felt on my skin made all the bones in my back ache. I took the package out of my pocket and popped the small pill he had taken into my mouth ; The pill began to disintegrate as it slid over my tongue and down my throat. As always, the first effect that penetrated my brain took only seconds; my breathing was getting heavy, time was slowing down, space was widening in my eyes, voices were getting hazy. Immediately after that, that familiar exhaustion came with an illegal revolution, I couldn't help myself and I slipped down like a raindrop sliding down the glass with my back rubbing against the wall. Fire sprouted in my chest as the time flowing around me pierced me.It would always be like this.