Still A Queen

I will kill myself. I thought for the hundreth time.

Not that I needed to kill myself, many women would love to do my biding, I thought as I felt girls and women hurl invisible daggers at me. Being the escort to the most desired man is bound to attract jealousy and enviousness.

I checked my watch for time, it has been 2 freaking hours in this hell hound but it feels like an eternity has passed by, for all those who think balls are all ooh's and ahh's and wow's. You need to wake up, right this instant. I yawned as I saw Alec talk to other businessmen.

The only worth thing seeing was how Alec's butt wiggled when he walked.

What you gonna do with dat big fat butt? Wiggle wiggle wiggle. I spilled a little mojito as I burst into fits of giggles. I didn't even care if people thought I was crazy, giggling to myself, it's just that I didn't like anyone here to laugh or talk with

I had given up communicating with these Richie rich rich people and excused myself the first few minutes I got here, all they talked about was money, power and sex. A lot of sex. All of these men were jerks, literally. And I wasn't gonna risk even eyeing the women there.

Now I think I understand why he is... The way he is. I mean I am bitchy without my environment being toxic, imagine being raised around this cheap mentality.

'Hey.' A sickeningly sweet voice called behind me, I turned over to see a blondie, smiling at me. A little too sweetly. I've long discovered the discrepancy between fake smiles and the actual ones.

'Hey.' I replied in a voice that clearly said "I am not willing to talk to you cuz you look like a bitch to me" as I sipped on my glass filled with goodness.

'So who are you? And why are you with Alec?' Perfect, getting straight to the point, I nodded approvingly, glad that I didn't have to make small talks with a bitch.

'I am none of your business and everything of his business.' I smirked down at her, leaving her to fend for herself in her insignificant cocoon of anger.

'Do you even own a private jet? No? Oh, my goods you are not even his match.' She said all riled up. I had to take slow deep breaths to refrain myself from shoving my glass down her throat. No, I wouldn't go violent on her, this was a verbal battle.

'I might not own a private jet, but I do own a bitch who owns a private jet.' I said, winking at her. Take that you scumbag.

'You- you called me a bitch? How- how dare you!' She looked like she was about to break down into angry tears. Crocodile tears off course, which she would use to get attention. Such a "pick me".

'Why, I didn't unless you think of yourself as a bitch who I own.' I said casually shrugging while sipping on my mojito, knowing that I had already won this little quarrel of ours.

'You will regret ever saying that.' She said through her gritted teeth and made her way towards Alec. What the-

He wouldn't take her side, would he?

I wondered as I saw her cling onto Alec, grabbing his arms and rubbing her breast over it. No no, he wouldn't.  I shook my head at my folly as I took another sip of my mojito and nearly choked on it as I saw him making out with her. Right in front of everyone.

How wrong was I about him?

I laughed but felt tears threatening to escape my eyes as I ran out of the building and made my way to the balcony.

I need some air.

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As I stood there, trying to distract my mind from the downpours of emotions I felt inside me, I wondered, why am I hurt? It wasn't like we were together or something. I pulled my mind on happier thoughts, like what my girlfriends and I did when we were in school. I chuckled, feeling better.

'Hey beautiful women, are you crying or laughing? You want me to be your king?.' I heard an unfamiliar voice from behind me. I didn't even bother to hide my tears, didn't even turn to look who they were.

'No.' I replied, voice devoid of any emotions.

'Oh c'mon, what is a queen without a king anyways?' He chuckled, thinking that his absurd message was a joke.

'Still a queen.' I replied, my voice turning from emotionless to powerful. I stopped fidgeting with my bracelet and turned to look at him. He looked tongue-tied, most people around me end up getting tongue-tied.

I got up and turned to leave the terrace as my way got blocked by a hand. 'Where do you think you are going? I am not done with you.' That man had the audacity to stop me, I smiled.

'But I am done here.' I started to walk away but before I could take another step, I felt myself being pulled into a tight hug. This man, I clenched my teeth so hard that I thought they might shatter.

He had just made the anger that I tried to bury deep inside of me explode, with apex force. I kicked him in his shin hard allowing him to bend on his knees before me, before punching him on the nose, receiving a clean crack.

Now that shall make him think back to how disastrous it can be for men like him to provoke a tigress every time he tried to do it again.

'At least you cleared one thing to me, not every joker is amusing, some are just downright annoying, like you.' I smiled at him as he bleed his nose out, and made my way out of this unpleasant place built for pleasantness.

That night, as I walked out, I assured myself that it would be the last time I see any of him. But I guess God wasn't done taunting me.