This is a story about an aspiring footballer and his dream to become the best....and also has elements of love....it is purely fictitious with no reference to any other story or anime.... hope my readers enjoy it.. :)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Chapter 14: Provocation

“Miroku what will you have?” Sam asked when the waiter in the pub came with the bill of fares.
“It’s just scotch for now” I replied.
“Same for me…”

The waiter went away and after a while returned with 2 mugs of scotch.

“Here it is Miroku, have this and drown all your sorrows.”

I drank the contents of the mug at one go and ordered for another one.

The dancers started their dance. Three were there… My 2nd mug arrived and without stopping for Sam I finished that.

The girl in the middle was looking very familiar… Evie!!! Here… who knows her father must have employed her in such trade to earn money… I got up from my place… alcohol provoked my desire to have Evie back in my life…

“Wait up dude, where are you going?” Sam asked as I got up…

I didn’t reply. I went towards Evie… that beer I had, really got me going… I clutched her hands and brought her down from the dancing platform… The others seemed less interested in my actions… but who cares about that?

“What are you up to?” Sam again started asking.

I didn’t pay any heed to Sam and simply dragged Evie to a room…
I locked the door from inside… and started undressing Evie… she didn’t resist… but I must admit she did have a perfect body… perfect in everything… everything that could get even the most naive man excited…

“You are mine! Only mine! Do you get that?” I shouted out those words.
“For tonight you are free to do whatever you want with me” she replied.
“Not only for tonight but for always, Evie…”
“I am no Evie.”
“You are my Evie, don’t deny it… I have suffered a lot without you… now no more…” I said as I forced her down on the bed.

I gazed at the beautiful body that lay before me… waiting to be ruined by me… constant shouts of “Miroku” and banging on the door continued outside… I didn’t bother… I simply looked on… never before did I look at the private parts of a woman as intently as I was doing then…
Alcohol… it was only alcohol that provoked the lechery within me… was it only alcohol? It couldn’t be, after all it was Evie… we already had sex before… but somehow it was different… I have touched Evie before but definitely not in the same way… but why? I felt so different then…

“It can’t be! How can I stoop so low?” I got up from the bed.

It was the emotion that was missing… the feelings I had for Evie, I never had for any other woman…

“Done, already…” the girl asked as she got up from the bed.

I didn’t reply and left the room and the girl… she was laughing, not caring that I had torn her clothes… maybe she wanted me to… may be she was accustomed to these…

“Sam, let’s leave… now” I didn’t wait for Sam and got out of the pub.
“I tried to stop you, Miroku but you never listened…”
“Forget about it… and please go home…”
“What about you?”
“Just go Sam I want to be alone now.”
“But… ”
“Just do as I say and leave me alone…” saying that I ran away.

Sam shouted my name but I didn’t answer his call and simply ran away.

The darkness of the night… the moonless sky… was a reflection of my heart… the darkness…within me almost came out, provoked by alcohol… but in the end it didn’t undo everything…

I must have run a lot… I was feeling the pain in my right ankle… the scar that Taylor gave me was gone but the scar on my heart… it remained.

I still ran… as if wanting to run away from everything…
“I am with you… ”, “don’t lose hope…” those words of Evie were so distant now… so far away from me…

“Hope, I have lost all hope, Evie, please come back to me and help me regain it…” I ran on.

At last I stopped. I couldn’t go on anymore… My legs gave up… I still wanted to run on… I got up mustering all my strength but I simply couldn’t go on anymore… I went on for a few paces before giving up… lying on the pavements… I remembered my past… those same painful words were being repeated over and again…

“You bitch what do you mean by you won’t do it? You have to do it.” Suddenly I heard a very familiar voice…

That same tone, that same cursing, it must be… it has to be…

“No I won’t do it father, up till now I did whatever you wanted me to do… but this I will not do… I can’t do…”
It has to be Evie… her father must be forcing her to do something.

“There is no choice for you… he will be here any moment…”
“But there is only one person whom I love… I can’t agree with this…”

“What are they talking about? What does her father want from her?” I thought as I got up.

A car pulled in just then… a silver colored land rover… someone got down from the car. It was a boy of my age. He went towards the house from which Evie and her father’s conversation could be heard. I tried to look at the boy’s face… the darkness was too much for my eyes to penetrate… I couldn’t see a thing…

He went ahead and knocked the door…and when the door opened the light from inside the house fell on his face…

“Taylor!!! What is he doing here?” I couldn’t understand what was happening…

“No father please don’t do this to me… please don’t, I beg of you, please...” Evie was screaming.
“Do whatever you please to… she is all yours…” Her father said those words before every other word was drowned by Evie’s heart wrenching scream…

I understood what was going on… Evie’s father must have been paid by Taylor…

“I won’t allow you to do that. I won’t…” I said to myself as I proceeded towards the door.

As I walked towards the door I recalled the incidents at the pub… Alcohol does provoke lust and lechery… but it also provokes anger… I knew it was sheer anger that was driving me then… I had only one thing in my mind… my and Evie’s relation… I have to save it… I have to save her… Alcohol does undo all good works done by men… but I will use the alcoholic rage in my favour… I will…


i am sorry if have hurt anyone by the vulgar things in this chapter, especially girls.

4 comments:

  1. This chapter offered a great deal of insight on Miroku's character and made me empathize with his character. I found the use of certain words a little shaky but your handle on the character of Miroku is superb.

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  2. Well....i cant wait to see what happens to Taylor...he's mincemeat now.....

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  3. epic writing this is............simply epic............like those 19th century short story writers!!!.........................eta continue corte hobe..............but u will have a problem when teh college begins..........but half an hour a day should be enough for thee to complete this epic FOOTBALL blog........thou must do so...........infact this is better than thy inuyasha blog!!!

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