Mr Wanker

“ His hands, i saw his hands, Juana, it had scares, there were burns, real burns,  I know what i am saying”my restless body,rolling from one edge of the bed to the other.

      “ i don't know  J , he didn't tell  me when i would be coming back, if i can recall, Mr white has no idea when his good old assistant would be back home_”  

  “ yes i know the pay is high but _”

 “ i don't need a therapist or psychiatrist,  he is not normal, and if i have to spend unending days here, just to prove it to you, I fucking will!”, tossing my phone to the end of the bed, ever since I got this job, my mental health had been the least stable.

      Sigh

   Looking around, it's hard, bringing up a weird scenario, with people who could afford such  luxury with just a flip of their finger, being in a 5 star suite hotel lodge, would be a peak, in an average girl's bucket list.

   

   Looking at the haphazard light just outside the see-through glass wall of my hotel, from the weird comfort of my palm, clasped meticulously behind my head, ‘ what does Peru really  hold for me, what does Peru have to  offer? .

   Simple answer, nothing my subconscious mind kicked in 

     All I can think of is resigning before it get worse, that's all i can do, being stuck with all this isn’t enough reason to stay here, with Mr grumpy guy, first thing tomorrow i would walk up to him, maybe not  stand so close , but close enough to declare my resignation.

      Stripping myself8 of clothes, as I walked towards the bathroom, letting my mind wander, the shrieking sound of my phone rings from the table top, who might it be?, I sure do hope it’s not Kate.

     

 “ Hey Bonita, where have you been?”

 His  ascent refreshes my memory, “ hey noa, uhm, i was taking a shower” a wave of embarrassment flushes down my body, i can’t really remember exchanging contacts with him,  darting  my eyes around the room for a towel, its freezing cold all of a sudden,as curiosity toys with my mind.

      , “Asher wants you back at the office, had asked me to come pick you up, please bonita be fast” he said, i could sense his urgency, from the way he spoke, why?

   Why would Asher want me back in the office, i was just about to sleep, “ but_”

    ‘ no buts bonita, it won’t take much of your time” just as quick he ended the call, “ aaah!!’ ,  with a quick swing of my hands in attempt to toss my phone on the bare ground, it comes back to me hard and clear, this is just the right opportunity to turn down his job offer, and breaking my phone, i wouldn’t have enough left in my bank account if the lopez requested  their advanced payment for my services .  

   Looking back on my buzzing phone, i try to imagine Noa, with a scowl, yelling ‘bonita’ but i get a blurry image instead, he looks so perfect mostly when he smiles, his white_, speaking of white, will i dresses all snow woman to work, or just a casual dress,, this is beyond my working hour, and also its my last day working for the marketing operation so i can wear whatever i like.

    A smile crawls to the corner of my lips as a naughty idea comes to mind, this would be a day to remember . 

     

   *****

   Noa stood legs crossed beside the black car illuminating under the bright street light , still as alluring as ever, dressed in shorts and a hawaiian T-shirt, how can he look so undisturbed,            

        “Hey”

    His eyes held mine, as he froze for a second, not moving at inch, then explodes with a  heart warming laugh, “ what the hell are you wearing” he eyes me from top to my bunny night flops, “ well” turning in a circular path so he gets a better view of what ever i had to portray.

  “ who sleeps with a onesie?” 

   His hands rests on his chin as he stares intensively with a grin resting on his silken lips, 

‘ “ well me, I sleep with onesies , now can we attend the meeting , we might be late” 

   

  “ well, lets get going” he mutters as he jogs over, 

    “So tell me more about yourself, when did you start working for wanker?’ he asked as he drove into the busy road, “ two days i guess” with a long sigh, i get back to the mantra i had recited in the  elevator, on my way down, it goes like this’, i would wait till after the meeting ,then tell him,it was a pleasurable experienced working, but i wish to stop’ so easy.

    “ well, thats quick, knowing wanker, he is all shades of cranky, but damn he makes a good partner” 

  

    The way he speaks of him, its totally different, “ is he always that cold and cranky?“ i asked,  he replies with a smirk, “asher is pretty much nice, just requires allot of root beer, and some pain relievers you would be fine” he said, that gave no answers and  secondly  i hate root beer.

   Either way it all ends in a an hour or less, i am not taking any of his wankiness

   The rides comes to a slow halt as we took the elevator to  the top floor, never have i felt this nervous, as my lips set in a grim line, would he be happy if i say I  am done with  his offer, he did say i am allowed to leave afterwards, he gave me the options to leave, on the very first day , backing off now, is it worth it? .

      My hands knot together as i try to recite the words i had practiced earlier, but every line seems to be wrong, everything seems wrong all of a sudden.

The elevator comes to a halt, as the door splits in two, you can do this, taking a step, Noa and i walk into ashers office, and just all I see are empty seats, just like the first day i came in for an interview, 

  Just inside Jose and Asher, are seated opposite each other discussing, but halts and stare at me, totally  immobile as they paused their conversation, , maybe i shouldn’t   have worn this, Noa immediately noticing my hesitation pull me by the arm 

     “ well, the meeting is inside’  

   “ What are you wearing?” Jose asked,bemused by my  appearance, “ welcome rose, take a seat” Asher said as he stretched his hands towards a vacant seat just opposite his, which I took immediately, as my head sagged to the floor.

   It suddenly feels hot in here.

  “ now, where were we”

   His voice… damn

    He rolled up his sleeves as he took an e-pen laying close to his tab, thats exacty the hand i saw those burns, they were right there, a large red scare resting on his hands, they were burns, but they are no more, thats impossible, where did they go?.

  I can’t__?’ 

   it's not in my head’

no’

  “ rose”

   Like a fading voice i hear my name, continually as my body oddly shakes in a weird rhythm, “ rose!” 

     “ yes yes, i am here” I stutter, swiping my hands over my eyes, maybe my vision is blur, i look back at his hands, it was a smooth as a chineses vase,   i am normal, i am okay , i am sane, my minds travels back to this afternoon, he had his hands tucked in a muff, all through the ride here, i saw his hands they were burns, where are they now?. 

     “ rose” 

  Yelping from my chair, like a scared cat, my chair falls to the ground, “ hey” Noa said, same with Jose who now stares  with a confused look, looking around, its odd being around them i would never suspect them to be part of my superstitious idea, but what if they are…

   Then i am here to get drained, or maybe worse.

   Gulping down a hunk of saliva,  i pick my chair up, seating frantically as i tap on my thighs trying to remember why i came here, if I leave maybe their plot would be unsuccessful, looking back at  Asher he had his gaze fixed on me now as he waved is hands dismissing Jose and Noa.

    Pleadiny i stature at them leave without any form of objection, heaven knows what happens next, 

    “i…i”

 Clearing my throat i rephrase my words  

    

    

     “ whats the problem rose ?”  he says with a stern no nonsense look.

“ i…i”