Chapter-12

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Another night has gone, gone away but nothing good happen to me yet. Doesn't seem that long. Don't say the morning's come, come so soon. Must we end this way. When so much here is hard to lose. Love is everywhere but I am not that lucky to experience this feeling. 

A knock in my door. I opened the door and it was Richa. She said a special customer will come today only for me. So I have to behave nicely and have to get ready nicely. She left.

People say prostitutes make love with everybody. It's not true. "LOVE" can only make with one person. Not too many. What we do is not love. It's a part of our job. We give our whole body to the monsters and they gave us money instead. By doing this work, we get to know a lot of people like their behaviour, their cravings for sex, their desperation and many things. Those who are married or in a relationship doesn't even feel guilty while cheating on their wives or girlfriend and on the other hand some prostitutes like me, I feel like I am cheating on myself. I feel so guilty that I trusted someone who is not a trustworthy person. Sometimes I feel so disgusted with myself for allowing those bastards to touch me. I want to back to my old, good days. Those days was probably the best. When I was living my life without being worried about what's going to happen to me next. Or, who can be the next customer. Or, how the next customer will behave with me.

I lost in my own thoughts and the time passed so early. I didn't even realized. Somehow I managed to get ready.

A knock in my door again. I was quite scared like always. My heart beat getting faster. I opened the door and I was so freaking shocked. I just can't believe in my own eyes. The customer was none other than Tillian. It was him. Such a betrayal. Why this things keep happening  to me?

"May I come in?" Tillian said. I didn't answer and I went outside my room. Richa came to me and started yelling at me."Are you gone mad? How can you come outside and how dare you are to insult him? Do you have any idea how much he paid for you? Now stop your drama and go inside" she snapped. As usual, I am helpless so I went inside, locked the door and directly asked."Seriously Tillian ? You lied to me." "No no there is a misunderstanding. I am not here for umm... you know." he said. "Then why are you here if you are not here for sex?" I asked. "I am here for you I mean for saying thank you. And I wanted to see you. I know I can't see you normally that's why I had to pretend like a  customer. This is the only way I got. I am sorry if I hurt you. I didn't mean to." he said. "Oh okay I believe your cooked up story." I said. "This is not a story, Sandra. This is the truth. Trust me." he said. "Oh really Tillian ? Richa told me already  that you paid a lot of money. Why you need to pay lot if you pretend to be a customer. Not all customer pays a lot?" I asked him. "Look you are clearly misunderstanding me. I know what you are thinking right now. But you have to believe me that there are not allowing any customers to meet you with lower prices. They are asking for higher prices. That's I paid a lot of money only to see you. I am not here as a customer. I am here as a friend." he replied. "Okay let's just pretend that I trusted you. Can you just leave from here?" I said. "What? Why?" he asked. "Well as you said that you wanted to see me and you did saw me. You get what you wanted right? Then why are you still here? Just leave." I said. "Is that really what you want? Okay I'll leave." he said and then he left from my room.

I was mad at myself. I always trust wrong person and ended up being a fool. Again I did the same mistake. At this moment I don't know if he is saying the truth or not. But he could have tell me atleast. I am never gonna talk to him again.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 06, 2019 ⏰

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