My Beautiful Nightmare - Tom Kaulitz

Pervert

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I sighed as I stood in line in the queue. It's been thirty minutes since I got into this mother fucking bank and the darned clerk is yet to attend to me. I can't count the number of times I asked them to hurry up. The snobby, holier than though, nosy Karen standing behind me had been making some some of noise since I arrived, claiming that I was noisy. I rolled my eyes as I moved forward, my eyes locking with the guy in front of me as he left the line. Who does he think he was? Winking at me when I obviously
looked stressed? It finally for to my turn and I heaved a huge sigh of relief as I took a seat in front of the Cashier.
"Good day, miss. What can I do for you," She said, flashing her teeth at me in what obviously looked like a fake smile. I smirked and rolled my eyes again. Why on Earth am I always
surrounded by girls like my roommate? I'm pretty sure this lady right here thinks she is a lot better than me, even though from the look of things, it's obvious she got this job after sucking different dicks. I glanced down at her full chest and lips and confirmed my suspicions. With a chest and lips like that? Hell, no. She definitely did a blow job before getting this job.

"I would like to make a deposit," I said
"Okay ma'am. Hold on a minute, let me get you the deposit slip," She said, smiling at me as she bent to her drawer to take out the blue slip. Ma'am? What? Do I look like I'm that old? I frowned my face but tried to control it. I shouldn't be too offensive.
I know I was mad at Annie and I'm probably taking it on the Cashier because she reminds me of her , which was wrong but I just can't stop myself. "Shouldn't you have the deposit slip on your desk? Do I have to
wait until you stretch your hand into the drawer, wasting my precious time before I can get it?" I blurted out. I was pissed. For no reason!! I was so pissed for no goddamn reason!! The Cashier, Tori, the name on her name tag read, glanced at me with a look on her face and I could tell that she was wondering if I "Im sorry ma'am. As you can see, I have a lot of files on my desk and I actually had some slips on my desk but it was finished before I
could realize it," She said, still smiling that same smile that gives me the creeps. Pfft.

I noticed someone staring at me and I didn't hesitate to give the person the worst side-eye ever. "Can you just not call me ma'am? Do I look like I'm older than you? You know you're being rude in a way." I muttered, obviously being the rude one. "Oh..right. I'm sorry. So, here is the slip, you sign here and fill in the rest of the details and of course if you have some questions, I will be sure to assist you," She said in a clenched voice. I rolled my eyes at her and looked at the slip. What help do I need? Anyone could easily fill in a deposit slip. It was obvious that she was making fun of me indirectly. "I won't have any questions, okay? I'm a college student and I can read," I said in a low tone. "Young lady, I think you should have some rest. You sound tired," She said again, infuriating me the more. That's it, I can't do this. I'm done. I stood up angrily from my seat and grabbed my bag, walking out of
the bank angrily. I sound tired? Talk about insulting someone to their face.
The darn bitch was rude and she knows it. Wiping it in my face that she was better than me when she got her
way through dick sucking. I sighed as I got out of the bank and glanced at my watch.

Oh no! Shit! I wasted more time than I
thought I would and now I'm late for my class. Glancing around to see if there was any available cabs and seeing that there was none, I ran, trying to see if I could still make it to the class. I got into the class, panting and sweating a bit, relieved that the lecturer wasn't in class yet. I saw some friends of mine waving at me and smiled at them. Trust them to keep a seat for me, I thought as I walked towards them. "Thank goodness the class is over, I was feeling a bit sleepy." Laura said, as we walked out of the lecture hall. I smiled in support. I was so darn tired that if the class had gone on for more than an hour, I would have slept off. "Oh shit," I said as I stopped halfway. "What? What is it?" "Darn it! See you later, I forgot something." I said to her as I hurried away. Geez! How could I forget to settle my fees? What the fuck was I thinking? Oh well! I just have to go home. It's almost time for me to go to work and I really hate being late, not that I loved the job, but I didn't want it to be deducted from my I got into the bus and grabbed the holder as there was no available seat. Feeling someone watching me, I glanced to my side and saw a man dressed in baggy jeans and a plain black oversized T shirt, he has black cornrow hair and wore a white bandana above his head with a flat cap on. He was staring at me. He was so weird, and his stare made me feel so uncomfortable that I had to talk. "Excuse me, I'm sorry but do you mind not staring at me that way? I mean, not staring at all? You're making me feel uncomfortable," I said. "Well, if you don't like being stared at, you should have taken a taxi. I stare at whoever I want to, it's a bus not your Daddy's car," he said smiling smugly, still staring. I shook my head at him and was about saying something when the bus arrived at my stop. He should be grateful I was getting off here if not, I would have reported him for harassment.

Rushing home, I quickly had a bath and changed into a fresher dress, checking the time as I did, knowing that every second counts for me. As a college student, I've been trying hard to get a part time job and despite the resumés I sent to several people, I only got this job, as a caregiver of a pervert. I stood in front of his door and rang the doorbell, holding my breath and hoping he won't try what he did the last time I was here. I still remember it as clear as day. I shouldn't have worn that dress but I came here directly from school so I had no other choice. I was cleaning the table when he pushed himself from where he was and stopped directly behind me, watching my butt move as I clean. Darn pervert. Being in wheelchair doesn't stop him from getting so horny. His dick stood erect as I turned back to face him and although he apologized for that, I still felt uncomfortable around him and always made sure to dress modestly.
"You're here?" He said, smiling as he opened the door for me, "A bit late though." "Yeah, I'm sorry. I had some things to do in school and I couldn't do it fast. I'm sorry." I said, forcing a
smile at him. "It's okay. No problem. Come in," he said, gesturing to the room and moving away so I could enter. I walked in, ignoring his eyes in my butt and went straight to the table, dropping my bag. "You smell good, Jo," He said smiling at me as he walked into the sitting room and stared straight at me, the now familiar look on his face appearing.

Not again! I groaned inwardly. Two offense from him now. First he is trying to sexually harass me again and second, Jo? Seriously? How hard is it to remember the name, Jolie? "Uh..thanks," I said, awkwardly and shifted backwards as he moved closer to me. He stretched his hands and reached for my legs and I stood there, frozen in shock and disgust as he moved his hands towards the place in the middle. "I'll pay you 5000$, just to
touch you. I won't do anything more. I just want to feel...oh Jo, I want to feel you," he said, closing his eyes softly. I slapped his hands away, glaring at his manhood in disgust. He was getting hard for me? What the fuck is wrong with him? "No. I don't want to, you darn pervert! You are a pedophile, you know that? How can you feel comfortable sexually harassing someone old enough to be your daughter or even granddaughter?"
"No? Alright then," He said, shrugging.
"Wait. Give me my payment, I know I'm supposed to get it by this week's end but I can't handle anymore of your harassment. Just give me my money," I said, on the verge of tears.
It was just so humiliating that I had to be in this position, being sexually harassed, all just because I needed the money.

"An agreement is an agreement. You can't get your pay now, we never agreed on that," He said, giving me a small smile At that point, I was already fed up and burst into tears as I did the rest of my work. Immediately I was done, I grabbed my bad and did tye only thing that came to my mind before having another mental breakdowns - running out of the house! By the time I got home, I was already exhausted and famished. I heard the sounds before I opened the door and could tell that Annie, the duck hunter, was at it again. I opened the door and watched as her boyfriend ate her, watching them for a while in disdain before jumping on my bed and tried to sleep. Disgusting fellows! I wasn't that jealous, even though I felt absolutely alone and lonely sometimes. After a while, I heard the door open and sighed with relief as I knew that the guy was gone and tried to catch my sleep when Annie came to me. "Hey, you got nice body and it will pay you more to show off some skin you know" Annie said.
Show off? What the heck? "I know you can hear me...you need a job right? I know how much you love modeling and I know you want to be a model. I have a job for you, you can earn twenty thousand dollars for a
week.... "No thanks. Not interested in
sucking dicks," I said, sleepily.

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