THE QUARREL

At times she`d break like a little girl. That morning, from far away I could see her on her cellphone almost non stop from the beginning she appeared from the elevator as she walked towards my car.

Eventually she got in, still chattering but after a while I began to notice that it wasn`t an ordinary friendly chat like she normally does. It was a quarrel. Shouts and curses and dirty words. Very serious and was getting out of hand. She began to perspire heavily and her eyes started blinking rapidly.

"Calm down baby..." I said.

She kept on shouting angrily as though I didn`t even exist in my driving seat. She`d hung up once in a while and shouted her anger at me in clouded words. I didn`t catch a single word she was saying as I got lost over the whole scenario of her quarrel. I just nodded blankly while my mind tried to read her behaviour and reaction as I drove. I had never seen her that peculiar before.

She started again over her cellphone and soon the pieces of jigsaw puzzle began to rearrange inside my mind piece by piece.She had been staying with another man. In a blink of an eye I remembered what she once told me. She was then planning to fix a wealthy guy and siphon part of his wealth all the way to the bank if not all. That figured.

"Throw me some bones, don`t forget.." I used to joke.

"Sure pop! A Sony cellphone, a digital camera and what else.." while smooching me all over. I didn`t think she was serious. All the while I had been wondering where she got all the expensive stuffs.

Snapped out.

"Dammit!!" as I turned and stared fumingly at her.

"Stop! Stop! Here! Now!" She just shouted spontaneously. I pulled to the side of the road. She got down, opened the rear door, took her stuffs out.

"Where you goin` now?" I asked.

"I`ll take a cab!" she answered short. Before I could ask more, she was gone.

An hour later I got a call from one of her friends. She had jumped from the second floor of the house she had been living in all these while. I was stuck in the middle of a traffic jam.

THE ANGEL

That night she looked extra pretty. I`ve never seen her as beautiful as she was that night. She wore a classic short soft skirt in black and in the dim light her pretty slim legs glowed in smooth silky elegance. High heels. A G-string top of soft blue with some flower designs not so obviously visible because of the even softer blue tones of the background. A soft see-through black overcoat that hung loose over her shoulder. She wore pearl necklaces of three different sizes each a little much bigger than the other which she cleverly looped around her neck. The ends of her pearls just laid soft on her fair bosom that would be quite revealing otherwise. It was just enough not to stir unwanted stares by unwanted stalking eyes. She wore tiny diamond bling bling which was beautifully crafted to spell her name on her wrist which sparkled in awesome colours as she moved her hand. She just let go her hair so free that it looked perfectly natural as she smiled occasionally while she spoke.

"One of these days I`ll get you a bling bling with your name papa..." she whispered softly but full of excitement.

Before I could say anything she recalled as though she just remembered something. Indeed she had.

"No.. how silly of me, you wouldn`t wear it. You can`t.. can you? You`re a man. My man! Don`t you dare!" she continued with a short childish giggle while cuddling me spontaneousely over the neck as she laid her head soft on my shoulder.

She dozed off silently soft over my shoulder as I drove passed the streetlights. What a wonderful night it was. Two outstandingly different worlds for me like the coloured neons. For one, I had been in trouble over some stupid reasons somewhere else and before I could resolve to an answer she just appeared in my life and saved me all over again. Out of nowhere. Like a UFO. She didn`t know. I didn`t tell her. I almost cried in silent tears of joy. One moment with her was like a millenium full of tranquility and inner peace. What an angel she was that night. My angel.