"Hey, Mika time for you to go work. I don't like feeling hungry!" Said Mika's Father while banging the door, twisting and turning the door knob .The sound of his voice would always make her skin trickle, it's as if the tone of his voice was going to melt the door knob and his stare would continuously make her feel like he would bore a hole in her head or maybe a bullet in her head.
So, as fast as she could Mika would dress like a storm is coming, comforter and sheets would be flying everywhere, her coat clasping against her thumb and the curling iron burning her fingers like cheese sticks. "Oh! Goodness where the hell is my make-up kit??" said Mika with a worried smile and sleepy eyes, since last night she didn't get much sleep coz of all the work she has been doing.
Nervously, she scrambled through the pile of dirty clothes and excessive paper brochures in which she has kept from all the traveling she and her dad went to. It wasn't really expensive coz her work provided everything from health care benefits and expenses for their house. "Found it! I could've sworn I put it there, so whys is it here?" said Mika. And with all the commotion that is going on her father never seizes to put her down constantly, she walked out of her room while her father was sitting at the corridor near a picture of a woman holding a baby.
"Dad, I need to go, sorry I was tired last night and so..." before Mika could even finish her sentence, her father immediately stood up and slapped her incessantly , "You witch! I told you never be late it's what keeps me here and gives me food to eat! Go now! And don't be late again, or else." The words of her father were like acid; it poured on her and melted her heart completely leaving nothing but pain and suffering. "Yes dad, I'll go now." Said Mika, she had no tears anymore walking from the hall to the door.
The sound of the heavy rain pouring in the night can't stop Mika from working, the soles of her fake Dior shoes and the trickling sound of the rain while running makes her more determined than ever ; it's either get some or get none at all. "I need to get there, lots of high end clienteles would be there." Said Mika, running through the night like a mad dog, and when she did arrive at the "Bunny Ranch" it was filled with lights like the stars in the night sky.
Slowly, she paced back and forth in front of the white wooden door. And gently took off her red jacket, Mika was drenched from the cold rain water. Her hands were shaking and her hair wasn't shiny and curly like before. Mika's purple eyes were worried to even touch the knob, but before she could.
Suddenly the white wooden door swung open, a man furiously grabbed Mika by her arm and stumbled to get her inside the door, the mysterious man who asked a question before couldn't do anything but look at her in dismay and confusion. Then suddenly the door slammed shut, and Mika begun to beg and cry to her boss to give her one more chance, not to do any punishments.
"You dare be late and look like a hag for work." Said Emmanuel the drag queen boss of the Bunny Ranch and of course her nagging mentor, they paced back and forth from the hallway through the office. Mika begun to ponder while she was being dragged, thinking what could've happened if her mom was still alive, without noticing it tears were strolling down from her jewel eyes to her cheeks. She can't accept the fact that her life has no meaning anymore.
Jewel Eyes
It was 11:56 in the evening and the V.I.P clients were satisfied by the pleasure that they left with smiles and their eyes staring at Mika as if they still want more from her, Mika was standing at the main door giving a coy smile, as she heard the sound of the car making its way to the main road. She quickly ran off and completely forgot her cashmere apple green gloves, it was a gift from her mom, and it mostly gave her some luck, so it's very precious to her.
