บท 43: Chapter 42
It only got worse. It never got better with the banging and the loud moans, the loud music, and the sudden knocks on my door. those knocks weren't from someone's fist. They were from couples making out in the long walkway and hitting on the doors nearby, especially my own.
I pulled the pillows on my ears but it didn't stop the noise. The couple in the room right next to mine were crazy. They've had as many as seven rounds if I'm counting right, and the man seemed to moan only when he came in the woman; inside or outside, I didn't care but it was a hell of noise.
A knock broke my door. it was not from someone's body hitting on the door and causing me noise and discomfort but from someone's fists for heaven's sake.
I ignored it but it went on till I opened the door.
"Hey, I…I know you." The drunk lady standing right before me said. "You are popular."
She thought for a while. It wasn't a big deal to see someone drunk to a stupor, but I decided to wait and hear her talk her piece before I bang the door on her face and return to bed.
"You are the politician who hasn't handled any big post because you are too stubborn to follow in your mother's footsteps." She laughed and pushed me, but I stood my ground, by the way, she was drunk and shaking, so, her push felt like a tap.
"Why not roll with your mother?" she raised her brows. "Why do you choose to lodge in this place, a place for commoners, drunks, and sexual perverts."
She spoke like she was sent to keep an eye on me or to ask me to go up and keep myself safe in the place that suits me. I smiled, but my smile wasn't something I consider important at this point, because she was just too drunk to realize I was smiling at her stupidity.
"You can't stay here till nightfall." She looked around and whispered. "The boys, they are yet to start the fights and break the doors. The Hotel management reserved this space for mad people like me and the people around here, leave now else, you will see a lot more than you wish."
She staggered away. I took a deep breath and shut the door. the hotel was always rated five stars, yet, it had dark secrets of this sort. I wanted to see the boys fight like she said. I wanted to see them break my door and prove she wasn't talking from the abundance of alcohol.
I waited till I slept off and nothing came except loud music from the club a few rooms away from mine. They were playing dancehall music, stealing my peace from me. I rose from bed and made it to the window. Here, it looked like it was night already, but outside, it was a hot afternoon and the whole of Abidjan was bustling with life.
Maybe it's time to check out, I thought and made for my bag, but something seemed wrong. My phone was missing. I remembered putting it in my pocket before heading for the door when the banging of the drunk lady's fist came on it.
I searched around to find out if I dropped it somewhere before I slept, but it wasn't anywhere in my room. I stopped searching. I could remember she leaned in to whisper how the boys come fighting and breaking doors. She was a smart crook, and she must have gone far from the hotel, but she wasn't smarter than I was.
I made it for the iPad in my bag. It was the device with which I tracked my missing personal belongings because everything that belonged to me had trackers, including some of my clothes.
I tapped in and saw it, she hadn't gone far, she was somewhere close to the hotel. I didn't know much about the neighborhood around the hotel, but nothing could change the fact that I could follow the GPS map around the neighborhood.
I sighed and made it out of the room with the iPad without locking the door with the card with which the room was either locked or unlocked.
I scurried for the lift, but just then, two men, kissing like they were lovers and touching each other like one of them was a woman, blocked the way. I made to flee from the space at the right, but they intentionally blocked it.
"Hey, can you please step out of the way?" I came kind but without a smile.
"Alone?" one of them giggled like a woman. Of course, I had a man like them as a driver, but he didn't block people's way and ask them if they were alone.
"Not your business," I replied and made to force my way out, but one of them pushed me hard with both hands.
"You bloody single thing, where are you going to?" the second one asked.
"Do you need someone to pin you to these walls and make love to you?" one of them sounded like he was in my head.
"Come on, a threesome will be great. We are binaries." The other declared.
"I'm not interested in what you are and what you wish to do, just get out of the way." I pretended to move, just to lure them into my way.
The first one stepped forward to block me, but he got a punch in the face and a wicked kick below the belt. The other tossed himself in to defend his lover, but that earned him a quick jab below the jawbone and a kick on the stomach.
He dropped to the floor like a piece of wood, while the other one clanged to the wall by which he nursed his wound below the belt.
"You are a wicked witch." One of them cried, but I didn't give ears to him. I was off from the walkway.
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