The bloody Rendezvous

"What do you want?" Mahi rolled on his cards as his eyes followed the kid who had been standing here from the point where he made an entry. The guy in front of him scrunched in dismay as he lost his money to the level headed, peace loving animal.

Well, peace had different meanings.

"Revenge." The 20-year old said in his timid voice as he poured a huge glass of whiskey to the man from whom everyone in this locality was shit scared.

A chuckle escaped from Mahi's mouth.

" Think Again. It's not that easy" The alcohol was gulped down in seconds.

"I'll do whatever it takes--I'll sacrifice whatever it needs--" He was fucked. And tired. And impatient. He had no time in his hands to lament on what is right and what is wrong.

Mahi stared at him, his eyes holding that scathing look, as if he could see the whimpering kid right beyond the facade of an angry beard.

" It is a web. You won't ever leave! Go, before you do something stupid. I don't have time to play with kids!" Mahi warned, and stood to leave.

" I don't want--your advice. I want your help. Your shelter!" He stammered while mouthing out his needs, his pleading eyes captured the monster he was shackling himself with.

" Shelter, huh?" Mahi smirked as he took out his knife and kept it on his chin. The metal's murky smell overpowered his nostrils, and he wanted to puke. The sharp knife traced his face leaving a small cut as Mahi smiled deliriously.

"Kill the guy who stands behind me with a knife and you are all mine to nurture!" Mahi kissed him on his forehead and placed the knife on the table, as the 20-year old watched Mahi walk towards his own death.

This was his last chance.

The last chance to freedom.

But freedom comes with prices we fall short to pay.

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