Chapter 16

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After a moment of foolishness, I have decided to order food which arrived really quickly. Finally fed my stomach monsters and decided to sleep because really, what else am I gonna do?

Morning came and all I have to do again is to get food from somewhere else for I couldn't bear to see foods being on the trash because they all got burned.

*sound of the bell heard*

I've just had my breakfast, so who on earth would come here early in the morning?

"Hi?"

"Hi, so what's up?"

"I just wanna ask you if you need a companion?"

"Hmm? I just need someone who can do all the house chores or someone who can cook for me.." I said while eyeing her

"Sure, can I apply?" she said enthusiastically

"Okay, let's see. Come!"
I gestured to make her get inside.
She was the lady I met weeks ago.
I wonder if what  she's been up to for she didnt appear infront of my eyes when I went to the shore last week

"Are you alone?" She then started talking

"Kind of? Anyway I will be just upstairs if you need something. Get to work"
I went straight to my room and left all the work to her. At last, I will no longer have to tire myself ordering stuffs online, I now have someone who can cook for me, that's all I ever need.

"Hey, can you come here?"
I already saw her cleaning and that's good news. She went upstairs like what I told her to

"I will be staying in my room and if ever you need something, you see that stuff in there? Just talk on that monitor and I will know what you're up to. You no longer need to touch anything in it, just talk alright?" She just nodded

"Okay then, we're good"
I again, get back to my room

"Jennie, please atleast hear me out.." She begged. I just gave her this cold stare and walk towards her—my hand landed at her face.  Yes I slapped her

"I'd never want to see you again btch"

"Lisa.." that's the first thing I muttered as soon as I open my eyes. What the fudge, why do I keep on dreaming about her. It's been almost 15 years and I can still clearly recall every bit of that awful moment, her face that I wont ever desire to see yet keeps on bothering me til now.

What does this mean?

Is this giving me a hint that I should have atleast listened to the things she wanna tell me about? Where in the first place I heard enough.

Their words were enough to hurt me bigtime and I didnt have the energy to hear what they've still got to say. I've had enough, but why do I still dream about her? It's not like I'm wanting to see her, like what the fudge why would I want to see her in the first place?

We dont have an unfinished business that would make me want to see her.
Fudge. I wouldnt want the scar they've caused me to be hurting again.

I guess this hadnt healed yet. I guess I have been just with this for this damn whole time. I guess I'm just afraid that if ever I get to see her again this would hurt like it did for the first time and I couldnt bear to see myself being in that state again. I'd never want to shed a single tear

"Miss Jennie"

"Yes?"

"You hungry? You can already come here. I cooked something for you"
She sounded like a mom.

Funny how I can tell how a mother talk to her child where in the first place I never get to hear my mom's voice. Fudge

"I will eat here in my room. You get those in here!" I commanded

"Alright!"

Minutes later she's already infront of my eyes. I closed my eyes for a moment because I was that delighted by the foods I have in sight.

I started gathering the stuffs in my mouth and with what I'm seeing her face brightened up when she saw me enjoying everything she made

"Here.. Open your big mouth"
She is now treating me like a kid so I just obeyed what she said. For a moment I have pondered, this is what it feels like to have a mother on your side

"Wah this tastes good!" I commented which made her smile a lot

"Where are you going?"
I feel like I want her to stay a little bit longer.

"I have lots of things to do JenJen. See you later" She waved her hands as she rendered me a smile before leaving the room.

Wait, how did she know my name? I never told her about it and me being oblivious of what am I gonna call her, I never get to ask for her name

Minutes later, plates were already left empty, the foods she made were that luscious that I'd get mad at mysel if I wouldnt to consume all of them

Weeks again have passed with no news about my dad. Maybe I hated him for what happened years ago but he's my dad after all, so how could I not miss him?

I miss how he treated me like I'm his most favorite thing in the world,
I miss his kindness, his clingy side.
I miss everything about him. Dad when are you coming back? At the verge of crying the lady entered my room

"Hey Jennie Why are you..."
I get to her and hug her tight. I never get to hug someone before except my dad and the one who shall not be named

"I just miss my D-Dad.." I muttered

"Let it all out. I will be just here" she assured

Then I suddenly cried harder. I never imagined being this transparent to someone again—the last time I was fooled by 'you know who' I dont even want to bother mentioning her name

"Let's go somewhere? Dont you feel bored by just being here the whole day?"

"Okay then, let's go somewhere"

"Great" she even pinched my cheeks

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