This post is written as part of UBC and The Blog Chatter where I am writing short stories for the entire of October. It’s the third part of the romance series, ‘Crazy Romance, Cuddling Hearts and Harmless Flirting’: Killer love, Robinhood in shining armor’
‘Crazy Romance, Cuddling Hearts and Harmless Flirting’ (3): Killer love, Robinhood in shining armor
Ayesha toggled with her fancy earring and pressed it hard. Ouch! Blood oozed from her ear. She furiously typed on her phone, “Why did you call?”
Gigoloskore asked, “I shouldn’t? I know everything about you. The dude you were with the last time on the busy streets, discussing world problems like love and marriage.”
Her face suddenly grew tense and wondered how he knew everything about her, her movements, the people she meets.” Ayesha couldn’t bring herself to be angry at him for the more she tried to stay away, the more she finds herself drawn to a man she has never met.
She typed, “Are you some fucking killer? Ha ha ha.
Her phone immediately buzzed. It was him. Ayesha tried to act normal, “Actually, I need to go somewhere. Will speak to you later.”
He wasn’t ready to give up. “Babe, I know everything about you, your house and movement. Chill! I am the frying pan and you are my egg.”
“Hello! I don’t even know your face and how do you look like. On top of that, you don’t wanna meet me despite there is so much going on between us. Stalker! You are!”
He broke into a cackle of laughter, “Nah! I am the Robin hood who follows my prey and the Eros, the Greek God of love. Cooler than stalker or killer. It’s just that I am having an orgasm on the phone right now. I am minutes away from you and can come anytime. Do I haunt you in your baby sleep?
Ayesha was getting worked out and but shrugged it off, “Na! It’s just that I don’t get ejaculation on bed, thinking of a stranger. Stranger you are! It’s no way to hook up with a woman, speaking teeny weeny bit on phone. We are not adolescents for fuck sake!
He laughed, “Ooh! You got the last laugh! For fuck sake and all. Your voice is delicious and touching my senses from top-to-toe. Close your eyes and feel my breath, cupping your lip.”
She was getting restless, “Listen change your lines. It’s too cocky. As it is I want a break from the guy I am dating. Such a bada name Gigoloskore! Are you some ad for a condom or giving sexual pleasures to women?
“It’s free for you. The sunshine is piercing through your window and put some colorful curtain. Can you hear the pitter-patter of rain,” he chuckled.
“You know what? You are a coward for you don’t wanna meet. Stop acting Santa Claus. Ok! Got to go,” Ayesha cut the call. She felt a rush of adrenaline inside her body coupled with electric waves jolting her body, craving for his imaginary touch on her skin.
Someone knocked furiously on the door which made Ayesha jittery. She blinked her eyes, turned her gaze towards every corner of the house, stared at the open window that led towards the balcony.
Removing her chappal, she inched slowly towards the wooden door and bent on her knee to peep through the hole. He kept banging loudly with his fist and she feared for her life, that this mad guy might break inside.