by
Altroy Requizo
Character:
A female prostitute
Scene:
In a street, where prostitutes take their own places and wait for customers to pick them up, and pay them money in return of their service. There is a waiting shed along the street where there stood a woman, it is dark and the only source of light is coming from the sodium lights. The atmosphere is cold, a perfect time for relaxing.
A woman, a female prostitute at her early thirties, standing under the waiting shed. She wears a red sleeveless shirt with a mini-skirt and a high heel shoes. She is chewing a chewing gum and lit a stick of cigarette then she takes a glimpse at her watch. She looks around her, like looking for someone and waiting for him. She drops her cigarette on the ground and crushes it with her foot.
A man passes and seems like looking for a perfect partner for that night. She looks at the woman from head down to her foot. The woman noticed that the man is staring at her, so she sits down on the bench, and cross her legs slowly, protruded her breasts, then pouts her lips and blink the right eye to the man. The man ignored what she is doing and just pass her by.
She lit another stick of cigarette and stand up again, and gets her bag and put it on her shoulder. The man pass again with a companion, a male prostitue, he holds his hand and went to the dark corner of that street. She dropped her cigarette on the ground, her faced is puzzled and she was shocked of what she saw. That time, she is so desperate to find a customer, her first customer on that night, at least one. She felt dismayed and jealoused to the male prostitute. She glance at her wrist watch again, and it is already late. She gets her cigarette box and lit a stick but the box is empty. She throws the box away from her.
She looks around her and realized that she is the only one who was left in the street. All are gone, all of the prostitute are picked up, and may be doing their service at this moment of time. She decided to go back home, but when she looks at her wallet, there is only one peso left in her wallet. She is so hungry, and she puts her hands on her stomach.
She takes her way home. She walks in the street, hopeless, hungry and helpless. She gets her mirror from her bag, and stares at her face, crying, and throws the mirror away. She walks and walks and stares blankly from a distant. She passed a bridge, look at the peacefulness of the river and felt the cold wind. She climbs over the bridge, opens her arms wide and jumps to the river.
-The End-
