"Ahhh... huh... huh..."
Those loud lustful moans started to fill my room again, together with banging sounds here and there.
"Seriously?" I exclaim and close the laptop
I quickly stand from my seat.
I rush outside my pad and head straight to the door next to mine and bang the door.
The door where I suspected the noise is coming from.
I heard the 'banging' sound from their rendezvous suddenly stop and got replaced by a loud thud.
The door slowly opens up and from it, a lass wearing only a sheet of blanket wrapped around her petite body is drawn.
Her blonde hair is all messed up. Though she wasn't wearing any makeup and her naked shoulder is exposed which shows her artificially tanned skin ends she doesn't look cheap at all.
"Hi, good evening." I started with a friendly smile, "I am sorry for the intrusion but can you guys please turn it down a notch?"
Her face slowly turned red after hearing what I said. It may have not occurred to her before that I am hearing them inside my apartment for almost a week now.
"Yeah, of course." She said, "I'm so sorry, we didn't know that someone could hear us. It is so embarrassing!" She explains
"Well, I don't mind it and usually wear my earbuds to drown out the noise but I am having a video meeting with my boss tonight so... You know," I said to her.
I know I lied in some part but I need to finish the report tonight and hearing them making love makes my thought wander off.
"Yeah, sure. Sure." She nods and closes the door.
I was about to head back to my pad when my peripheral sight saw the husband from the inner part of their place while quietly standing with his well-chiselled chest exposed and wearing nothing but his black boxer shorts. He looks hot but he still looks elegant even being indecent and half-naked.
Damn! Do I have to work out as well to get myself a good-looking chick?
The elevator door opens which makes me turn around to see who was it since I didn't see anyone waiting there earlier when I get out of my pad.
"What the hell! This isn't the garage!" I heard a female voice say.
A very intoxicated female.
My brows instantly frown when I see the woman stumbling out of the elevator.
It's the woman in the elevator from earlier!
The very beautiful and very sexy yet creepy woman in red.
She turns around to board the elevator again but she was too late.
"Why did she even have to get off the elevator when she already see that this is not the parking area?" I mumble to myself
She's still wearing that very tight red dress from earlier but she looks like a complete mess now with her messy hair and wiggly posture. She can't even keep her balance even after taking off her stiletto and carrying those with her fingers.
She patiently waits for the elevator to come back while standing in front of it half asleep.
For some reason, I waited with her from where I am standing.
There is something about her that compels me to wait with her even from a distance.
"Oh," I almost run to her when I saw her losing her balance but thank goodness she quickly recovers.
I wasn't able to hold back a chuckle that escapes from my throat seeing her like that. I don't usually laugh at others' misfortune but somehow I find her amusing for some reason.
She looks so incredibly cute even being so damn wasted!
My soul almost escapes my body when she tilts her head and looks in my direction.
I can feel droplets of sweat starting to form in every part of my body, especially in those areas that sweat when you are working out.
"Ah..." I can't put together a proper sentence to explain myself
Damn! She is more terrifying now with her blank stare using her greyish eyes that looks darker because of the dim lighting of the place.
My phone vibrates; thank goodness; and I turn around away from her gaze to get my phone from my back pocket.
It is Julie, calling.
I hit the answer button and put the call on loudspeaker because the earpiece speaker of my phone is not working anymore.
"What the hell are you doing Jon?!" she greets as soon the call connects.
"Good evening Julie." I just said, ignoring her rude introduction
"It is already 9:30, where the hell is my report!? How could you be so incompetent? How will you become promoted with such a poor working attitude? I shouldn't have trusted you!"
She attacks me like her mouth is a fully loaded automatic machine gun. I can't even answer back her first question.
"Explain yourself!" she said after a very very very long discourse
"I'm sorry for the delay." I initiated, "I was about to send you the report." I fibbed
"Then send it already! You told me you were going to send it by 9 and it is already quarter to 10!" she said
"I am but my internet connection crashed down and the internet provider told me to wait an hour or so."
I don't want to lie since I am getting serious stomach pain when I did but I need an hour more extension to finish those damn reports.
Sometimes I wonder why I can't say no to people despite their abusive behaviour towards me.
Julie keeps silent for a second and lets out a loud sigh for me to hear. "fine!" she announced, "Just make sure that you will send it tonight and if your internet connection did not return by 11, come to my place and give them personally." she added
"Of course. Thank you for understanding."
"I don't have a choice, do I?"
I just give her a fake laugh as a reply.
"Remember. Send it tonight or don't bother showing yourself in the office tomorrow morning." she declares and drops the call without my acknowledgement.
I let out a sigh and shove my phone back into my back pocket.
"Finally." said the woman in front of the elevator.
My body stiffens when I heard her sweet voice.
I completely forgot about her!
She probably heard every single word that Julie said. Damn! This is so embarrassing!
I tilt my head to look back at her but she is no longer looking in my direction. She is looking at the elevator right now and was about to get in it.
And that is the last time I saw her; well aside from my dreams, that is. I conclude that she is not living in the building where I live since I didn't see her again after that faithful night.
I didn't bother to ask the building guard about her because I don't want anyone to think that I have any malicious intentions towards her or something like that.
My life is pretty much the same as it was before. Wake up, take a bath, go to the office then head back home and repeat.
Day after day after day.
I know, it is boring but hey, what would you expect from an average Joe like me? I am not rich like Bill Gates, nor have super good looks like the guys on magazine covers, nor do exceptional talents like those television shows.
But who would have thought that last week will be the last week of my boring, pathetic life?