Chapter 1

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Patricia's POV

The horrific sound of my neighbor's car wakes me up as usual, way too early for someone who worked almost all night. I've got to destroy that car one of these days , I think to myself as I drag myself out of bed for a cup of tea.Entering the kitchen I can tell Ray was here, maybe last night or very early this morning.He always leaves the kitchen in a mess anytime he prepares any kind of food for himself, even if it's just hot water he boils. Arrg,I don't have the energy to clean up after him now.I put some water in the kettle and plug it to boil then I walk to the fridge to get milk but lifting it I can tell its just a few drops left.Damn it Ray.This is typical of him.He would keep using something as soon as it gets to the very last drop he would abandon it so that he can always throw his hands in the air to say he didn't finish it.I'm so hungry and I don't like taking tea without milk.I decide to abandon the tea plan and go for noodles instead.

To understand my story, I'd have to begin from the beginning.Raymond is my boyfriend.I met him first year at the university.I studied  accounting and he did engineering. We lived a normal college life with parties and stuff, although we managed to keep our grades above failure so we could graduate.But through it all our relationship has been the one constant in our lives even after Ray went to jail and got out.

Ok, to understand the jail thing I have to back up a little.After we graduated it wasn't easy getting a well paying job so I took up a job as a secretary at a private firm while Ray opened up a bar with two of his friends Zack and  Larry.Things seemed to be going ok until one night Ray didn't come home and didn't call though that had somehow become his habit at the time but that particular night he wasn't home because he was working but because he was running.Around 4am two cops were at my door asking after him and that was when the panic set in.The cops told me their was a drug gang rival at the bar and they believe Ray is a part of one of them or at least a user who can give them useful information.After the cops left I called his number again but he didn't pick, neither did Zack and Larry.Eventually they were caught and it turned out He wasn't the one that killed the person but the three of them did do time for other reasons.After spending almost a year in jail,when Ray got out our relationship gained more strength but not for long.I finally found out he had started doing drugs when he ran out of cash and had to constantly borrow from me to settle his bills.His bar was shut down and  since then he hasn't been focused enough to start something else or at least find a job.But the worst part of the whole situation is that he started showing his frustration in an unhealthy way by being abusive.Because we are constantly fighting lately, he stays over more at a friends place. Zack and Larry left town after they got out of jail so he had to make new friends, drug friends if i may say.Two months ago, the firm I was working for was shut down for fraud and tax issues so I had to pick up a job at a bar/club as a performer,singing. I've always loved singing, was in a church choir growing up but I never thought It's something I would depend on for means of livelihood.I also supply the bar with my grandma's favorite fish vegetable soup. And that brings us back to today.

I haven't seen Ray for three days now but I know he comes around for food when I'm out or sleeping but I'm sure to see him before the week runs out for sex.I eat my noodles in silence, shower and rush out to the supermarket to pick up supplies for the fish veggie soup.

By the time I finish with the soup it's already past six so I rush out to the bar.Getting there I can see most of the regulars are already on ground so I greet past them and straight to the dressing room.There is one particular regular that shows up at 9pm almost every day but we don't know his name so we call him "the shadow guy" mostly because he always sits at the area of the bar where the lighting is not good and is a bit dark.He never associates with anyone, he never comes with any friends and never leaves with a woman.He's just strange.

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