Mirage [n.h.]

twelve

I woke up with the smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs all over the apartment. Mom's probably cooking breakfast for us. But unfortunately, it wasn't Mom. 

"Goodmorning mama's boy. How's sleep?" Ysabelle gripping the pan still cooking some eggs. She placed the cooked bacon on a nice clean plate and her gaze went back on mine. "Don't you like eggs in the morning?" She turned off the stove and put the cook eggs in another clean plate. 

"Voila! Bacon, eggs and pancakes for breakfast. Cool huh?" Her hands went on a thumbs up. She looked at me with her witty attitude and not to mention her annoyance too. 

I rolled my eyes on her and went to the living room to turn on the television. The other bedroom door opened revealing Mom. "Goodmorning!" she says. "Oh, I didn't know you cook! And you know now to cook eggs properly. Good for you." 

I went back to the dining room and planted my Mom a kiss on her head. She noticed there are 3 plates settled on the table. "We're only two right honey?" 

"Uhh, yeah." I lied.

"Then how come there are 3 plates prepared? Are you expecting---?" I cut my Mom before she goes through her questions again. 

"Maybe I just thought you know uhhhh.---" To be honest, this little white lies aren't even easy. You'll really run out of lies and you will tell the truth in the end. 

"Mom.. you see. I'm--" The televison interrupted my mom's attention. It was about the JP company being bankrupt.

"Niall, that's were you worked right?" I nodded putting my attention on the news. I grabbed the remote control and turned the volume up. 

After a big mess splashed, the biggest financial bank in New York, JP companies strucked down again another chaos. The company now has a sufficient amount of sales and experiencing bankruptcy. Many people whose financial account are signed in the company wants a refund from their said bills. All of them wants protest and wants the company to shut down.

The news reporter says while different kinds of people are rallying behind them. They were lots of posters saying 'JP Company go down!' 'Price should pay us!' 'We want refund!' and all of them are yelling in chorus.

From the tv, I saw some of my former co-employees trying to get out of the office gates from thousands of people throwing tomatoes, papers and things that I can't even see anymore. 

"Woah. That's a lot of tomatoes there." I turned to Ysabelle behind me and hush her quickly before she gets annoying again. My mind flew with thoughts on how did the company get so bankrupt at this season. It's not supposed to because of the big sales in different companies, surely lots of clients will borrow or sell money and real estates to us. How the fuck this thing happened? And it strucked me, Harry. He's all behind this I'm positive. Harry and the gang. Dammit. I still need to know more the others who were involved in this chaos. 

"Niall are you okay?" My mom stands beside me and offers me a glass of water. Well I don't need a glass of water right now. I need answers. I shook my head at my mom and walk past her. I walk past Ysabelle too, who's eyeing on me, somehow her face shows how worried she is, how scared she is but she still gave me her endearing smile. I smiled back at her then my mom startled me by calling out my name again. 

"Niall! What's gotten into you? Ever since I arrived here, you're acting.. uncanny. Is this how your job affects you so much?" No mom. Probably there's a ghost living here with me plus my life is in big trouble. How can I be not uncanny?

"Listen, Niall. I came to you for one purpose only. Nevermind your job back then you'll find another one for sure. You're the best accountant I know." Mom tries to calm myself down as we both sat at the couch. I'm still trying to find out how am I going to find the answers. "Get a hold of yourself. honey. I.. I really want to ask you something.. but.. nevermind."