"Like I thought I was too classic for that gangster to be smiling at me. Even though his smile was cool. But I didn't like how he sounded, unlike those gangsters I knew in the Western City when I was leaving back to school. I kept looking busy for another driver when he was still waiting and kept smiling at me. I walked back to him and said, "Hey, you better leave me alone or do I look like a night lady or a girl from the street? Come on, leave me alone..." I really sounded rude to him and looked angry and upset at that bad moment. Like I thought he would leave me alone after shouting at him, but he was still smiling at me and this time, he came out of his car to me and my bags."
[Car door opens and closes.]
"He continued and said, "Like damn, you even look much pretty and gorgeous when you're worried. Hey, I am sorry about the spite, but I am fucking saying the real, understand? Whoa, I knew that was you and my conscious keeps telling me you're from Western City. I mean, Old Street, right?" Hmm, I don't know, but I think he made me feel a little happier when he said he knows me in the Western City, but I still didn't mind him. Moreover, I was still looking for a driver who would agree to my 2 dollars to Western City. I am not going to lie. I nearly hugged him when he said I am from Western City. Just imagine necessity like me, and I was also playing stubborn too. You know, I needed his help, but I didn't know why I was still being stubborn. I was just praying in my head that, no matter what, he shouldn't leave me alone at the bus station."
"I continued immediately and responded to him," "Hey, how do you know I am from Western City, Mr. Gangster..."
"Oh, come on. I'm also from the Western City and I know how it feels when you meet your nigger. See, I'm a real nigger from the Western City. Yeah, born and raised..." He smiled at me again and kept smiling and that was something I noticed about him. Like he really loves smiling."
"Uh, I finally understand the gangster I met. He stops by me because he is from my city and a real Western nigger. I couldn't control it anymore, so I also smiled back at him and said, "Oh, I see. So, that's why you know me, right?"
"Yeah, like I saw you once, and I didn't see you again on the street. But you, I still got those pretty pictures I had in my head from the first time I saw you...." [He smiles at me again]
"Um, okay and that's good. By the way, thanks for keeping me. But I think this is the right time to delete all those pictures in your damn head, understand?" "Hmm, I sounded rude again and walked away from him immediately when I finished talking just to stop another taxi driver. I left him behind, trying as much as possible to convince another driver, but this old man also turned me down with my 2-dollar ride to Western City. Like I didn't really know what pushed the gangster to start packing my bags into his car boot. I shouted at him to bring out my bags else I will call the police on him. However, he held me back and said to me, "Hey, come on. Why are you doing this to yourself? Like, why are you being difficult and stubborn when you need help? From Eastern City to Western City is 20 dollars and nobody will agree to 2 dollars, even 10 dollars."
"I shouted at him to let go of my hand and mind his business." "Hey, you should let me go and mind your damn business, alright? And if you hold me that way again, you won't like me. Besides, I don't even know you...." "I keep on shouting at him and also praying that he won't get angry and leave me."
"He stepped back and apologized to me and said, "Hey, I'm sorry, and I think you're right. Um, if I may ask, do you also know those drivers you're busy stopping to take you home? By the way, you can take me as those taxi drivers, and I am ready for 1 dollar, even if you pay me nothing, I'm cool." Uh, I was even wondering what was going on with me and playing silly at this hard time. Like I wish I could just say yes to him, but I didn't know what was over me."
"Hmm, how he sounded to me made me feel different about him as a gangster but a good person. Um, you know, it was hard to believe his words though. It was like I was in the dark and calling for help from unknown people or strangers. And didn't think about how much that unknown man could hit me in the dark, since I didn't know him, but still wanted the help. I sat back and kept thinking about his good voice and returned to him."
"So, how do you think I can trust you, Mr. Gangster...." Uh, I finally smiled at him, and I couldn't believe that was really real."
"He smiled back at me and said, "Maybe 100%, and I promise to make the ride end perfectly at your door...."
"Wow, sounds pretty cool. But I still don't trust you, even 1% of my trust in you. Who doesn't know the gangsters in the black ass street, Western City." Uh, my mind changed again to a silly mood. So, I walked away to stop another taxi driver immediately when I saw one passing by. However, that old man also turned me down 2000 times."
"He continued to me and walked away to his car, "Hey, I know you still don't trust me. And I can see you want to walk home, so I will take your bags home for you. Maybe you can walk home without your heavy bags. Walk safe, Miss Pretty Hot...."