Mum dialled dad's phone number a couple of times, before he finally picked up. That's my dad for you! He'll never pick up, unless you called more than twice, to show that it was really concerning to you, the reason why you were calling. Most atimes because he was busy, other times because, perhaps he didn't just want to speak with anyone at the time. Mum should have know his pattern already, but she still insisted on calling him over and over, until he finally decided to pick up.After a few more attempts, dad finally did pick up."Hello Johnson!" My mum greeted, immediately my dad picked up the call."Hi Liya! What's it?" Dad replied, with a husky tone.This got me thinking. 'Why couldn't he at least, ask about how she was faring? Is he this indifferent and heartless?' Well, I should mind my business, maybe.Mum heaved silently and said,"Why did you do what you did? Why Johnson? Why?" She asked, pain stinging in her eyes."What did I do?" He asked, nonchalantly."What?! You mean
Morning finally arrived. I was awoken by the gentle rays of sunlight, that found its way through the tiny opening curtain-covered window. Sleepily, I tilted my head gently to the other side of the bed. Rubbing sleep off my eyes with the back of my hand, I opened my eyes, slightly.I looked around the room. Everything was strange. It wasn't the regular room I used to know. Opening my eyes widely, I sat down and inspected the room properly, taking in every single detail of the room. The cream coloured walls, the wooden chest of drawers, the bed, the duvet, the bedside table,... It only reminded me of one place. I was dawned with apprehension at once."But how did I get here?" I wondered silently, my brain thinking about the possible answers to it.I could recall that I was locked out of my house yesterday, and I came to mum's place. Oh yeah! That's it.Without much thought, I sprang out of bed and went towards the door. I pushed it open and stepped out of the room gently. I walked to
The cool music played loudly from the car, into the enclosed air. It was mum's favorite, Sia's 'Unstoppable'. It was a real buzz for the moment.Mum hummed along with it, while she drove slowly. I kept quiet and fixed my gaze on the sides of the road, as we appeared into the bustling city.Despite the fact that the city was well populated, the streets looked so beautiful and clean, unlike others of its kind. I really loved the view. In London, everyone went about their businesses, with apparently no care for what is happening in the world. Everyone was indeed unstoppable!I guess if I had grown up right here, in the middle of the city, I'd won't really care much about what Dad says! My semi-conscious mind played with me.I tried hard to digress my thoughts from Dad, at least for the while, but I couldn't. Everydamn thing kept revolving around him. I felt so pissed off about it.Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I decided to check if I had messages to reply to. I saw Roseville's previo
"Hi dad! How're you doing?" I greeted, as soon as he entered the living room.Dad looked so bizarre. His grey hairs and wrinkled face made him look like he was far into his seventies, whereas he was just in his late fifties. His looks resembled those of my grandpa, when he was alive.He kept silent, moving his gaze at me. His eyes were filled with great contempt, as he sat down on a sofa opposite to the one mum and I sat. It was so deadly the way he looked at me. I was compelled to keep my eyes off him, and my mouth shut too. Besides, what else would I have said?"Johnson, what's wrong with you?" It was mum, this time."Nothing, Liya. I'm alright." He replied. "So, why don't you want to talk to Ben?""He doesn't worth it."'What?! What did he just say?' I covered my mouth with my palms and gasped for air. Gulping down, I cast a stare at mum to see her reaction."Why, Johnson? He's our son, our only son," Mum pleaded, on my behalf."Yeah, he's our shameless son! Had he listened to me
We were so exhausted when we got home. I headed to my room immediately and pulled off my shoes. I sank myself deeply on the bed with a loud thud."Fuck!" I cursed, loudly.Many things are going through my mind right now. I can't really think properly, though. What should I even think about right now? Is it about the outcome of the meeting or that I still have to stay at Mum's place for another day. The thought of it really sulks. Everything sulks!I stared blankly at the ceiling and spread my arms and legs widely apart diagonally, like a hopeless soul. I was indeed hopeless and helpless.My thoughts strayed from my family and then I remembered Roseville. We haven't talked or chatted for days now. I really missed her! We haven't even replied to her text yet. I just hope she won't be too worried or upset with me. I didn't just know what to say, it wasn't my fault after all.After much thinking, I decided to give her a call. She didn't pick up. I dialed her number for the umpteenth time,
It's been weeks now. Almost a month already, since I haven't seen or heard from my Rosy! I've missed her so much.I wet my bed with tears every night, when I think about her and how she left me, without uttering a word. If only she knew how much I love and have missed her. If only she could listen to me. If only she could…My ruthless family, except for darling Mum of course, never ever cared about me. Dad never gave a fucking damn! He fought tooth and nail to make sure that he frustrated my life so well, at all costs. And here I am, drowning deep in my pain, without any flicker of hope. Not even a glint of it!I was home now, at the comfort of my room, though I found in no comfort therein. Instead, I was clouded by the shadowy torrents of anguish and seemingly unending pain. I'm sure would have been better off at Mum's place. At least, I'd get the right dose of comfort I yearned for.The lawyer came a week after, just as dad promised, that was a fortnight ago, and fortuitously, the
Alice's POVI came to Alexander's Hotels and Suites to apply for a job as a secretary. Prior to that, I learned that they needed a new secretary through a magazine. I was twenty-two and I already had a degree in Business Administration. I've also worked with a few companies earlier on. I knew I was fit for the job, so I applied for it. As I arrived at the company, the first thing I noticed was the carefree attitude of the people there. Everyone went on with their businesses without apparent care in the world. What particularly put me off, was the ineptitude of the receptionist. She scolded the visitors and other fellow applicants and spoke harshly to them, for no just cause. Well, perhaps because their boss, the CEO, hasn't been able to put up an appearance, in about a month's time, as I heard. I could recall categorically how she spoke to an elderly man who wanted to be directed to where to make reservations for a room."Hello ma'am! Please, where could I book a room?" The elderly
I woke up early, as usual, stretching lazily, like a little child who didn't have enough sleep. Well, I really needed to sleep some more, but it was stuck in my mind that I had plans for the day. Gently opening my sleepy eyes, I took a glance at the clock. It was 5:30 am.It's been exactly a week since I applied for the job. I got an email from the company two days ago, that I was supposed to have an interview today. The interview was scheduled for 8 am. I had to get ready quickly, so that I won't be running late. Getting up from bed, I quickly dashed into the bathroom and took a warm bath. The weather wasn't really friendly. It was cold all through the night. I could only sleep under the warmth of my large blanket. It seemed to be even colder outside.After having my shower, I got dressed in a black pencil skirt that fell just below my knees, accentuating my curves and a white long-sleeved shirt that was buttoned till the top, asides for the collar button. I slipped into my matching