Title of picture: Nighthawks. Artist: Edward Hopper
Story Inspired by the Picture:
DESIRE KILLS
It killed him to have to watch her with another man, but that was what she wanted to ‘experiment’ that night and he did not want that night to be the night that he failed to ensure that all her dreams and desires come true.
Apparently for some reason, she was turned on by the fact that he was watching her flirt with another man. She told him the night before that she would not go home with any man that she met at a bar, but that she would go home with him, only him. However, she knew that she wanted to have a little fun even if it meant he had to sit through something uncomfortable. She clearly knew that he didn’t like it, but she still went through with it.
So there they were, just three of them with the trusty bartender in a run down bar at two a.m in the morning.
He sat across her and the man she had found earlier. His hat, tipped down, covering his face as he stole glances. Once she even met his eye, as she had her hand on the thigh of the other man, stroking his leg gently. Her eyes were so seductive. He knew that she was clearly enjoying this game.
He stared at the red dress she was wearing and realised that he was the one who had bought it for her. He cringed as the man she was sitting next to touched the small of her back. He remembered how he had just zipped her dress up just three hours ago.
Something in him snapped as he thought about how repulsing she was to want this to happen. How could she allow a stranger to touch the places where he had planted soft kisses?
He couldn’t take it anymore.
He downed his drink; tipped his hat towards the bartender and walked out.
-Nilofer Ashraff
