Valentina, in her high heels and a neatly pressed cord set walked into the small cake shop. She glared around until her eyes met to an old man. A man, with thick skin, maybe around his late 50s. She smiled and asked for two cupcakes.
He did as she told.
" if you don't mind, may I keep this on table for while, I need to search for money."
He gently smiled and agreed.
She then, offered him money and he accepted.
" ok sir, please don't decline my request, this one is for you."
" how can I? My child. You are such a sweet lady to offer. But, I can't accept it."
" Understood. In return, you can show me near bus stand. I am new to this place and I am lost. Please, and yes you have to walk to me there. Might this would be enough for you to take this as incentive." She smiled gently.
" you don't have to offer me for that."
" I would feel sad then if you won't accept it."
"Ok, my child. Let me show you the way."
He signalled his worker to take care of the shop in his absence. And then he walked with her.
" I am bit picky, can you tell me , how's the taste of it?"
He laughed ," you are so child to be this grow up."
They walked step by step, matching their pace, her heels tapped with each step.
She laughed too," It must be sweet, uncle."
His smile vanished as soon as he heard uncle. The word might created a room for famiilarity.
Suddenly, he began to have cough.
The cough of realisation or effect of past ruins.
The step turned louder with each step she took.
Her movement was slow and well placed as if she was synchronizing with her. She matched his speed till he couldn't walk. His face was showing haunt, she was spreading in atmosphere.
Her smirk grew. And then, he puked.
All on the floor, maybe the effect of poison have to come the life.
His body was feeling like giving up. He began to rub his finger in grass.
She glared at him and kicked him hard, of which he respond, with a fainted scream.
She kneeled to face him.
She grabbed his hair and looked into his face.
" let me see, if you don't get scar. Uk how much I love you."
Maybe it was too late for him to realise. His heartbeat raced, his hand shaking and rushing at some time. He had no control over his body, it was pain and frustration which was moving his body
His eyes crying, half red, with sideffect of the poison, she added.
" Is it paining?? Is it paining more than the isolation you gifted me, is it paining more than starving days, you have kept me or am I giving you easy death?"
Her voice turned deep, as if she is holding something in her throat. The emotions, she was resisting to put in her face. But her eyes told everything.
His lips parted but couldn't utter a word, as he was busy in coughing, his whole body was shaking as if it had lost its power to stand on its feet.
She finally tried to leave, but was interrupted, she slightly moved her head.
" You spent your life, your whole life to erase, in the end, to be like me. You didn't killed the monster, you became one."
She turned her head, with her dead eyes and silently watched him to take his last breath.
The side effect of poison worked cruelly . After this sentence, he had no courage to say a single word.
His eyes felt like it's lost its vision, he pissed on his pants, by being in this dreadful situation.
She watched him and when she felt like this might be his last time to hear anything, she kneeled, slighting tilting her head.
" I am never like you. Will never be."
Valentina pov
The thought of him still echoed my ear, as if he was confident in his word. But I am not cruel as he was. I didn't take a child's childhood. I didn't let her starved all day, isolated her, beat her and in the end, all to be worried about the scars. I didn't showed her the crueliy of the world at such a young age. I didn't.
" Wait!! Are you crying??" I saw that same intern brat
"who gave you permission to enter." I ignored her existence as usual while cleaning a single drop of my tear, she noticed.
" Do you like amusement park??"
" You think me a kid?" I subtly countered.
" you don't have to be child to be happy, to enojoy."
" you came here to work or enjoy?" I questioned while raising my eyebrow.
" you are initiating a conversation, seems like someone is interested."
" Tell me, what do you want and leave." I distracted myself with some paperwork.
" I asked all the people to join me in but they denied. So I was asking you. May I?? "
I sighed.
" look, I need a funtime to fuel my creativity. So that I can put in your posters. It's for work purposes only"
" How much time it would take, I couldn't accompany you more than 30 minutes."
"YOU ARE READY??"
"I can too change my decision."
I walked and she followed.
At park
I was seeing huge feeris wheel, but deep inside I am scared of heights.
" You go there, I will watch you from here." I excused.
"Someone is scary, isn't it."
" what's to be scared about in it."
" Then, join."
She took my hand and forced me to sit, I revolted but then let it happen. I told her all these are way childish to me, but she ignored.
And gradually, wheel started to reach to heights, my heart went numb to its response as if it can stop beating soon. The moment, it turned into its highest height, I looked a bit down and felt a bit scared in my tone.
" Can we just go, please, it's feel little terrifying."
She hold my hand firmly and looked in my eyes, I was bit confused and tremble.But she, in her assuring and soft way, she spoke,
" If it feels heavy, shout, scream, yell, all you can, till the world hears. It would make ride the less heavy."
I saw forward. She asked me to close her eyes.
I silently obeyed and took a deep breath, and finally screamed. " YOU SON OF A BITCH, IF YOU LET IT GO DOWN I WILL CUT YOUR ASS IN YOUR VERTICAL." And many more stuff. But it worked well, way too well. I didn't felt fear. I looked at her, surprised and she was all smiling and having all the fun, I tightened my grip and this ready with facing another round and this time I too enjoyed the ride. I felt a bit of happiness.
" See, it worked."
I denied.
Then we just roughly hang around and then at some shop, she bought a cute bracelet and put it on my hand.
" Now you are my friend."
YOU ARE READING
Against those fairytales
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