After Dark (Completed)

Season 1: Episode 1

Monday, July 6.

The sun was setting. People were rushing, rushing to get home. To people who they haven't seen for the past eight hours. Some rushing back to the kids waiting for them at home. And others rushing back to their spouses at home. Some to their friends who lived with them. Friends like families.

They were all rushing back to people who loved and cared for them.

A family who would welcome them back home with open hands and smiles and probably would have a dinner set for them.

But I?

Nah, I'm not that lucky.

Well it's not a surprise, I've always had bad lucks. The people around me have always made it their job to remind me that I'm a bad luck. Even my own mother died after my birth, I guess my bad luck affected her too.

She should have just aborted me.

My father tells me that every time he has the chance to. He thinks I'm the cause of her death.

Maya

That was my mother's name. She asked my father to name me that before she passed away.

Poor her.

If only she knew what an excuse of a child she gave birth to she'd have preferred to name a dog her name.

Not me.

Taking out my watch I saw that the time was 8:00pm. Two hours past dinner time. Liza and her kids would be done eating by now and would have been getting ready to settle for the day.

Liza is my step mother, like in the Cinderella's tale she's just as wicked to me and spoils her already rotten children. And unlike in Cinderella's tale my own father treats them better than me. He treats them like they're his own children. And also unlike in Cinderella's tale I have no happy ending.

Cinderella was beautiful, I'm not.
The only people that hated her was her step mother and sisters but in my own case the whole world hates me. It's me against the whole world. Even people I don't know look at me like I murdered their children.

I've never had any friend. Not that I try anyways. I've always preferred the company of animals to humans. My life hasn't always been like this don't get me wrong. I had happy times but that was a long ago.

When I still lived with my grandma.

Well...when I said nobody liked me I didn't actually mean it like that...it was an hyperbole because my grandma really loved me. She is my paternal grandmother and she loved my mother and took her as her own child. That is before she died.

I lived with her for the first 7 years of my life while my dad was recovering from my mother's death. I still remember the day he came to take me.

Granny had woken me up early that day and told me to get ready for a surprise. After waiting for hours for the great surprise I had heard a knock at the front door. I opened it to see my dad smiling at me.

The following conversation had taken place between my dad and granny.

Granny: (whispering) will she be good to her?
Dad: oh yes, Liza is a good woman. In fact she and her children can't wait to meet her.

Granny: Are you sure about that?

Dad: yes mom, you worry too much.

He had pecked her and took my hands. I didn't know what they were talking about but I had a bad feeling about it.

My grandma had pecked me and said.

'Whatever happens always know I love you. And if things become too hard for you just know your mother is there watching it all'.