Evening stroll

I saw him a bit incredulous. I thought about everything I wanted to do to him.

He got a bit closer; he was approaching me slowly with the hope of not getting disturbed. I was already disturbed in the precise moment I saw his face.

“I just came here to see my son after a long time but don’t get mad. I see you impregnated a slut, didn’t you? Did I miss out anything else?”

“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled full of hate as if my mouth were about to explode if I didn’t do it. “I am not and I will never be your son, did you get it, bastard?”

“Don’t talk to me like that!” he replied trying to slap me, but I stopped me because I was no longer a kid.

I hit him fiercely knocking down to the ground and it was the most pleasant feeling ever. Already on the ground, I started to kick him out until I got exhausted.

“Tell me how it feels like bitch, hey! Do you like that, do you like it?” I yelled.

I stopped as soon as I noticed my neighbors were watching me with acussing, disapproving stares. I rushed to get inside the house while Carmen was asking what had happened outside.

I took the phone and made a phone call. In less than 15 minutes later, there was a patrol outside the building and two cops were calling at the door asking who I was, and then, they hit me against the wall to cuff me. Carmen bursted into tears watching the scene and tried to get them off me, it was useless though.

“Everything’s gonna be alright sweethear. I’m gonna be ok. Don’t worry,” I said trying to calm her down.

I only could see how she was left crying in the living room. After that, the neighbors went out to enjoy the show. They saw my way down through the hall with those eye-catching ornaments. I felt like a bull ready to step out into the arena.

I got off the police car and in a moment, we got away of my home.

“You didn’t have to hit me. That was extreme,” I blamed. “But still, I think it went right or at least, better than what I’ve thought.”

“It had to be real, princess. When we got paid, we told you you’d have benefits, thank us to be great actors. By the way, I’m Alberto and this fat jerk is Alberto too,” he mentioned referring to his fellow coworker.

“Well, where do we go now?” I asked them.

“To the station, but no worries, you won’t be processed. We’ll only take you so you make your phone call. All of this had to be belieavable so you won’t have problems boy. Think a bit.”

Hear that made me feel better but I didn’t want to be there so long. This animal was still in the building and I was far away.

The waiting didn’t take too long, but it was terribly annoying. It was my second time behind bards because my first time in jail I was charged for overspeed few years ago. All the time I was in there I thought why now? Why me? How is it possible?

Many times, I thought about seeing him and got my revenge. It’d be so easy, a bullet, a second, and a corpse. Finally, I could leave that place and after a while, a taxi arrived in my building. I ran to my appartment and for my relief, everything was in order.

Carmen headed towards me to hug me and didn’t separate from me. She had a loaf of bread in her hand and one of my t-shirts because her blouses didn’t fit her since a few weeks ago. I took off my jacket as I could and I plunked down on the couch to try to think what to do but I couldn’t. Something was taking my attention away.

“What happened outside Ari?”

“It’s none of your business.” I replied trying to avoid the conversation.

“I’m serious Ariel,” she exclaimed holding my face. “I want to know what happened outside now!”

“Nothing”

In that moment, I felt how she flipped my face with a slap.

“Talk to me, fuck. Do you think it’s easy to me to see you cuffed in a police car? I’m trying to rise a child Ariel. It’s not easy to see how my only support is being arrested for something I don’t get!”

“I don’t know what happened!” I yelled full-throated. “I don’t know! That fucking jerk came to look for me after all these years for a fucking reason I don’t get!”

A second slap made my face look over again.

Carmen gazed at me with fear and pity in her eyes. I felt exposed and her look, her look was the worst. She feared me. I felt insulted; I stood up from the couch and took my keys, helmet and jacket from the table. She ran to reach me and hug me as she was apologizing but I just got her off me as I could.

“Ariel, wait…”

I left and started my motorcycle’s engine as I watched her coming after me and again, I ran away. I didn’t know where to go, so I kept riding.

In some moment after midnight, a bar drew my attention. They were playing one of my favorite songs─Prey by The Neighbourhood. I stopped there and got inside to start drinking.

I wanted to drink like a beast, an animal, an inhuman and I was enjoying the music. After a while of being sitting, the bartender handed me another shot, but this time it was different.

“I didn’t ask for this.”

He nodded his head pointing at a girl of my age, maybe one year older or younger.

“She treated it you,” he told me.

I stood up and sat by her side. She had short, straight, deep black hear with a colored-dye strand of hair, a slim body, and a sexy nose piercing.

I greeted her and treated her another shot. Her name was Ana and we had a lot in common. She said she wanted to be a singer someday and she was currently studying administration. We ended up leaving the bar and headed to her appartment on my motorbike. We weren’t even inside and suddenly I felt here lips on mine. A quick thought passed by on my mind “Carmen must be worried for me”. But it was quickly cutt of when she got rid of her blouse and saw more piercings on her body.

I felt her skin and her mouth on me. They were warm and wet with a slightly taste of alcohol. Her movements over my body. Everything was perfect, for a brief moment all was going great.

We were both exhausted, so we just stayed there smiling at each other like idiots. She fell asleep while holding me and later on, I also fell asleep.

Next morning, I got up waking her up and before leaving, she wrote her phone number down on a sheet of paper. Something was telling me I’d see her again.

It was time to come back to reality. I tried to get inside my house without making any noise, but I failed. Carmen barely slept to wait for me. She sprinted towards me to see me. She hugged me, whept, blamed her hormones and pregnancy and suddenly, she dropped a question.

“Why do you smell like perfume?”