THE ROAD TO THE UNKNOWN

Chapter 4

Dear diary,
Love, this four letter word, what does it mean? I thought I knew what it meant but I was wrong. I don’t think I have seen true love anywhere, even my parents were married out of an arrangement and I think they tolerate each other not love. It’s past 10 in the morning and though am cold, the pain in my heart is worse than the cold. Aaron…Aa-
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Jaxlynn POV
I dreaded seeing those people. I can’t even call them family. If only the stupid lawyer wasn’t so stern about my appearance there, I won’t go. Dressed in dark blue jeans and a white turtle neck cardigan with black boots, I locked my hotel room door and headed for the elevator. As the elevator door was about to close, a hand shot through, stopping it. With my head bent low, u waited for the person to step in. When about 2 mins had passed, I shot my head up and saw a man with a glazed look on his face. I snapped my fingers in front of him like five times before he came out if his trance. On noticing me, there was a look of shock on his face.
“y…y..yo…you” he said pointing at me. Weird.

“ You are wasting time, are you getting on the elevator or what?”
I said nonchalantly. He still had that look of shock on his face so I pushed him back and pressed the button for the ground floor and once again, he rushed to stop it. It seemed like he was back to himself and pressed the button he was going to.

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After paying the cab driver, he drove off and I turned around and was met with a beautiful mansion. A place that I once called home. How ironic. I walked to the gate and pressed the buzzer.
“Who are you?”
“ it’s me” it’s like I had a wish to rile up the person answering
“You who?”

“ Its Miss Jaxlynn Daniels”

“ Should have said that at first” he muttered
“ I heard you!”
The gates opened and I walked inside slowly admiring the view of the compound. While basking in the beauty of the compound, I heard shoe heels clacking on the floor. There is only one person that wears heels even though she is not going out. Aunt Martha.
“Seems like you have not changed your habit since 8 years” I said without looking at her.
“ Seems like you are still poor since you can’t handle the beauty of my house” she threw back. I knew what she was doing. She wanted to make sure I don’t forget my place in life, that’s under her but am so done with their shit that I don’t care anymore so instead I decided to rile her up.
“What’s that smell, it’s awful” I said closing my nose
“I don’t smell anything” she said looking around. I went close to her and inhaled her scent. Her perfume was just too strong and it smelled like spit.

“Jesus Christ! It’s u Martha. Oh my God, where did u come from. Shit this is bad.” I said using my hand trying to chase the smell away. She was damn right fuming but before she could retaliate, the lawyer called us inside.

On entering inside, I saw the rest of the human beings. The looks they gave me told me I was not welcome here.

“whats that dirt bag doing here, I thought it’s family only” sasha or Bianca or Bethany or one thing or the other said. I can’t really remember her name since it was her hobby to change her name. Weird.

  “um.. black hair with grey eyes and wearing a pant and bra”
I said trying to signify her. She wasn’t really wearing pants and bra but they could be classified as one. And it was coloured orange.
  “ my name is Noelle and am not wearing a pant and bra, it’s a GUCCI-“
“ Thank you, I didn’t ask for details regarding your poor choice of clothing” I said stopping her Midway.
“ Let’s start with what we came here for” the lawyer said
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He continued reading the will to every other person except me. Then why am I here. As I was about to get up and leave, he called my name.

“ Finally, Jaxlynn Daniels my beautiful daughter will receive all my love. Love, mama.”
I didn’t want anything but that message was enough gift for me. I saw the human beings as I like to call them smirking at me because I didn’t get anything. They could go to hell for all I care. I stood and decided to go since I didn’t have any business there anymore. As I was going, I heard someone calling my name, I turned around and saw it was the lawyer. I stopped so that he will catch up.
“ Is there any other thing”
“May I speak to you privately?” he said. He didn’t even wait for my reply and started going to his car. I entered the passenger seat and waited for him to talk.
  “ it wasn’t in the will but your mother said I should personally give you this key.” He said bringing out a key from his left suit pocket.
“what’s it for”
“ I don’t know but she said you should give the key to the manager at Mark and co mortgage bank. He will understand”
I wanted to ask him another question but from the looks on his face he was just confused as me, so I dropped it.
“ Okay, thank you” I said stepping out of the car and hailed a cab back to the hotel.

Can this day get anymore weird?