|Alistair
I've been living by myself for three years now. And I'm doing very good. At first, I thought freelance writing was just a simple, self-employed job but turns out it was the best for me. I've saved a lot of money from freelance writing and I can't say "millionaire" so let's keep it simple and humble. My parents are retired and Allison is a lawyer now. Everything turned out so well. I spent my money on donating instead of travelling. Travelling is exhausting and you can just search up different places on the internet now and plug it in your projector and there you have it or its just that I'm so introverted and doesn't like going out. All I do is buy books and groceries, too. I'm spending my money to myself alone and it's fine...I guess. Honestly? I feel alone. Not that kind of alone where you're depressed and crying. I'm mentally stable. I'm happy. But sometimes it just gets to me randomly that I'm alone in a spacious house with no one to talk to except for reading my books aloud. I'm at my veranda, sitting on the stairs as I sip my third cup of coffee. This is one of my routines every night, feeling the cold breeze. I was just staring at the sea when I notice something is glowing by the shore. I checked it out and saw a jar. I picked it up and checked what's inside by looking at it's transparent glass. It looks like a glowing galaxy inside. I looked around for someone might be finding it but I saw no boats at all. I took it inside the house and opened it by the counter. It was hard to open at first but I managed. The moment it opened, the glowing galaxy went out and nothing else, just like that. I closed the lid again and it wasn't glowing anymore. "I should just keep it- What the fuck?! How'd you get in here?!" there was someone behind me wearing weird clothes. Are those Renaissance fashion? "You're a man." he said. "Of course, I'm a man! Answer me! How'd you get in here?!" I asked again and got away from him holding a knife that I got from the counter. "You got long, beautiful, black hair so I thought you were a woman. My apologies, master." he said and bowed. Okay? This is fucking weird. "This is my third time asking you. How the fuck did you get in here?" I said pointing the knife at him. "I'm Casius and I'm a genie. I came from the jar you were holding." he explained. I stared at him in confusion. Is he fucking serious? I end up bursting in laughter. "You're one insane robber." I laughed that made me hold my stomach. "I am serious." he said and disappeared in front of me. I turned around to look for him and he was behind me again. "Holy shit!" I cursed. This is fucking creeping me out. "Are you convinced now, master?" he asked. I am, for Pete's sake! I stood there for a minute trying to sink in everything. I washed my face with my palms. "So, what kind of a genie are you? There's varieties of genies being told all around the world so which are you?" I asked. "There's varieties of genies? Can you tell me about them, master?" he threw back a question instead, what the fuck? "Just fucking answer the damn question first." I said. "My master should keep me until he complete his three wishes and if master would be considerate, I hope he use his third wish to set me free." he explained. Just like the usual genie, huh? "So, if I tell you my first wish, it would just appear in front of me?" I asked again. "Oh, no. It's not that easy. The master and genie must have a physical intercourse for the wishes to come true." he answered. What the actual fuck?! "You know what? Go back inside your jar. I'm gonna throw you back to the sea." I said and opened the lid of the jar. "I'll just keep coming back if you do that, master." he was so sure saying those. "Just fucking get inside!" I said which he actually did. The jar started glowing like a galaxy again. I walked fast back to the shore and threw the jar as far as I can. Fucking bastard with his ridiculous requirement. I turned my way back to my house when I saw something glowing on my porch. Son of a bitch, it really came back.
"You really came back." I said when he appeared on my living room. He didn't answer. Oh, God. What am I gonna do to him now? "Is there any way to terminate the contract I didn't signed up for?" I asked. "None that I know." he answered. "What do you even know?" I said walking back and forth. "Look, I'm contented with everything I have so there won't be anything I'll be needing from you. And I believe in order to achieve something you want, you must work hard for it. Not just wait for a genie like you to appear." I said still trying to consume what's happening tonight. "You're a first." he said sitting on my couch as he watch me walk. "What does that even mean?" I asked him. "All of my previous masters were so happy to have me yet you...despise me." he said. Despise sounds harsh. Am I harsh? Well, maybe I am being harsh. "I'm sorry if I acted mean towards you. All of this is just so absurd for me and it is. It's hard to process, alright?" I said calming down. We won't be getting anywhere if I let my temper get the most of me. "How about let's just rest for tonight and we'll continue discussing these matters tomorrow. Would you like to go back in the jar or stay?" maybe all of these will be different the next day. "I would like to stay so I could keep master company." he answered. Master my ass. "Stop calling me master. My name's Alistair." I told him. "Alis, it is." I stared at him for a second when he called me that name. No one calls me that and it sounds like a girl's name. Well, it's better than calling me master that I'm clearly not. "Here's a vacant room. You'll be using this from now on." I opened the room beside mine so he could see inside. "Can't I sleep with you?" he asked. "Definitely not." what the fuck is he thinking? I went inside my room bringing his jar with me. I might just sleep this absurdity tonight.