How everything started
Dim light at her table, soft music playing at her back, a cup of coffee beside her laptop... She felt nothing but a warm emotion flowing in her heart but her mind says otherwise. She’s been thinking a lot. And she feels like she can’t breathe anymore.
‘What went wrong? ’
Everything was normal days ago but now it seems like it is a blank page of a book... Dull, plain, sad...no it was lonely. Because it was deeper than sadness. And why does she feel lonely all of sudden? She’s been living the life she wanted ever since childhood. So what might happen?
She exhales a lump of air, trying to make herself feel a little better... but that didn’t happen as planned as well. She’s so confused and she doesn’t know what to do anymore.
And then suddenly, she saw a small piece of paper. Then a realization hit her mind. Maybe it was the reason why. Maybe HE is the reason why she’s feeling confused and bothered. She then slowly bit her lower lip to stop herself from crying. She’s just moved on from the dark past she’s been living her whole life. And now she has to encounter a much darker situation. She’s tired of this kind of life. When can she have her freedom? When can she find peace?
Then she felt something moist flow from her cheek. Tears....again. When will these tears stop coming out of her eyes? She’s so sick of them. With a little courage she found within her, she grabbed the paper and went out immediately. Afraid of changing her mind. She grabs her favorite sweater with stitches on it and then her keys forgetting that she only wears indoor slippers.
On the way to the place she hates now, her heart is beating fast. She has never been this nervous before. And she is not sure what will happen next.
After a few, she arrived in front of the highest gate she’s ever seen. And she felt suffocated once again.
Why did she end up here?
(Two days earlier)
“Riiiiiiiing....Riiiiiiiing...Riiiiiing”
A loud sound of a ringing phone wakes her up. With a little frown on her face, she gets up slowly, being confused about her surroundings. She noticed the clock that says it was 8:15 in the morning. Who will call her at this time?
And only one person has her telephone number, and that is her manager, and as far as she knows, she’s out of the country at the moment. She didn’t even have a cellphone only for the reason that no one will contact her except her manager and she barely goes out. With a lot of questions playing in her mind... another ‘Riiiiiing’ sound makes her out of bed instantly.
She inhales and answers the phone with a weak voice. “Hello?” she bet the person on the other line barely heard her.
“Hi! Good morning! Can I speak with Ms. Merry Jones?” with another frown she inhales once again feeling a little bit nervous.
“Speaking, who’s on the line please?” she said a little louder than before.
“Oh, hello Ms. Merry! I’m sorry f I call you this early...”
‘You bet, I was only asleep for 2 hours and that’s thanks to you...’ She hopes she can say this but the shy and polite girl within her didn’t allow her to so instead she said
“No, it’s okay. How can I help you?” her soft voice makes the person on the other line feel empathy towards her.
“Thanks then Ms. Merry, well this is Jake Simpson from Freedom Bank, and I called to inform you that the Jones Residential House was auctioned last week and someone won the bid.”
A deafening silence went on the line, basically because she didn’t respond to what the other line just said to her.
“Hello? Are you still there Ms. Jones?” she didn’t help but just nod her head not knowing that the person won’t see her nodding.
“Why?” the only words left her mouth
“Ahm... what do you mean?” she heard him ask.
“Why was it auctioned? I was not informed about it, what happened.” She starts to panic. She was feeling sleepy a while ago but now she was awakened by fear. Fear of losing the most precious thing she has.
“Well, because your guardian, Ms. Candid Smith, mortgaged the property 5 years ago and did not make any payment for the amortization for the past years. Last month the bank sent you a mail, informing you about the possible foreclosure. But we didn’t receive any response from your side. So the bank decided to foreclose the house and put it on auction. It will be best for you if you find a time to visit the bank within this week so we can explain further the terms of your mortgage.” she’s mad, yes she is. But she doesn’t want to be mad at this person mainly because he was just doing his job. With another nod, she said “I will come today Mr. ahmmm...” forgetting the name of the person she was talking to a couple of minutes already.
“Jake Ma’am, Jake Simpson, and please remember my name as it will also be the same name you will be looking for once you’re here at Freedom Bank.”
“Okay, thanks, Mr. Simpson. I’ll see you later.” with that she slowly put down the phone and bit her lower lip slowly.
She stares at the photo frame hung on the wall.
‘Why is it even though you’re not here anymore, you still try to ruin my life? Why?’ she thought and she feels sad all of a sudden.
But not wanting to remember all her nasty memories of the woman everyone calls her guardian, she went back to her room and prepares to leave.
