Atypical love story

Seldom write love story because I don't believe in fairy tales and happily ever after. This one had been in my head for a while and its definately ain't Mills and Boon. 

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Sam tried to stay close behind Ming muscular body, finding their ways through the usual Friday crowd inside the Jam Club. Ming was a fitness instructor and knew many friends who worked as bouncers at the clubs downtown. Sam felt safer to have him. 

Ming stopped and pointed his finger. Across the crowded dance floor, Melody and her friends clustered around the couch in a dimly lighted corner. She was seen sitting on the floor with her head resting on the seat, eyes closed and didn’t bother how revealing was her low cut dress in that posture. A group of young men were passing drinks and cigarette among them. 

“That’s her. What do you want to do?” Ming asked.

Without answering, Sam charged across the dance floor towards the group. Ming let out a sigh and followed. This was not the first time he had to accompany his good friend to locate Melody in one of these clubs. She obviously had big drinking and drug abuse problems.

Sam grabbed Melody’s arm and said, “Melody, you come with me and go home now.”

Melody didn’t bother to move her feeble body, apparently too stoned to bother with what and who was around her.

The men closed in on Sam.

“Who the fuck are you? Buzz off. We found her first.”

They let up when Ming and his bouncer friend stepped in. Ming lifted Melody onto her feet and dragged her out from the club. She was swearing, yelling and kicking all the way. He had gotten used to the drama.

One time, he had to engage in a fist fight to get Melody away from a drunken fellow who thought he got lucky to find a lone stoned young girl in a bar.

Back at Sam’s place, the drama continued with all the puking, swearing and verbal abuses.

“Leave me alone. I do what I like. Don’t you dare to tell me what’s right what’s normal. The whole fucking world is BITCH! Nothing is normal”

“Just calm down, dear. Go to sleep and everything will be ok tomorrow.” Sam was in the usual soft and gentle mood.

After a while, Melody was too drained by the alcohol and drugs and just dropped on her bed and drifted off. The drama was over.

“I know I had said it many times. Ming. Thanks and very sorry to drag you into this again”. Sam said to Ming but didn’t have the courage to look at him. 

“Its ok. We have come a long way, you and me. But what are you going to do with her? this can’t go on forever, you know. She has huge problem and you can’t help her.”

“I know. I just can’t leave her. I just can’t. She is the only one I have.” Sam was staring at the floor.

“Sam. She is not for you. She doesn’t deserve you.”

Sam didn’t answer. After a deafening silence, in slow and deliberate voice, Ming said to his close friend, “I know its hard to change. But she is ruining your life. Have you considered, maybe, just leave and stay away for a short while? You know, to let things settle down and give yourself some space and time to think.”

With teary eyes, Sam looked up and said, “I know you want me to be happy and have a more normal life. You are always my best friend. I will really think about what you said. Its late and you have to work tomorrow.”

“OK. You take care, Sam.”

In the darkness, Sam curled up in the couch in a foetal posture. The splendid night sky of KL outside the apartment window was a big contrast.

“We had many good and happy times together. What went wrong?”

“Mother. I wish so much I could listen to you to get married and live a simple life. I am sorry to disappoint you. She is not as bad as others see her as.”

“Oh, mother, how I wish I could still talk to you and hug you. How I wish I was at your side before you left.”

Sam got up and turned on the radio and took out a photo album from a drawer. She looked at the photos of her and her mother, and broke down in tears.

Beyonce’s melodious voice was on the radio.

“If I were a boy, even just for a day …”