The sun was setting. People were rushing, rushing to get home.
To people who they haven't seen for the past 8 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.
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.
That was my mother's name. She asked my father to name me that before she passed away.
If only she knew what an excuse of a child she gave birth to she'd have preferred to name a dog her name.
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 child. 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 loves 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 women 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'.
My dad had carried me and deposited me in his car. Then he entered and drove off.
I remember looking at my granny waving to me through the rear mirror.
I had thought. 'Well it's not like this is the last time I'll see her. I'll always come to visit'.
If only I'd known.
My dad had stopped at a flower shop and told me to pick a flower to give to my sisters when we got home.
I had gladly picked roses. Happy at the fact that I was gonna have sisters whom I thought would love me.
When we got home I immediately loved the house. It was a bungalow and it had a beautiful garden at the front. A dog which I later knew to be Roddy was wriggling its tail and jumping at my dad.
Then I saw her. She gave me a smile which I thought was warm but soon figured was a fake smile.
'Welcome home Maya, your sisters can't wait to see you'.
'Oh, yeah comes Sophie'.
'Sophie come greet your sister'.
She was standing at the last stair and looking at me with a blank face.
Then she smiled and made her way towards me.
'Welcome home--sister'. She had made the word 'sister' sound the same as 'intruder'.
'Where is Sadie, Sophie?'. My dad asked.
'She's up in her room'.
'Sadie? Come on down here to greet your sister'.
'Coming'. She had grumbled.
Then she had appeared in her glorious fake form.
She had dyed her hair blonde and even did makeup. At what age again? Six.
Yes, I am older than her with a year just as Sophie is older than me with a year.
She had scowled at me. 'She's ugly'. Then she turned back and ran off.
'Sadie? What's wrong with you? Come back here right now'.
Liza had sighed. 'I'm so sorry Maya she's probably in a sour mood'.
Sophie snorted. 'She's always like that'.
Liza had thrown her a cold look. 'Come on, Maya let's see your room'.
She had led me upstairs and we entered into the room. The room was beautiful but unlike my former room at Granny's house it was.....dusty....
She had acted surprised. 'Omg! I didn't know that the maids didn't clean it up--i'm sorry but you'll have to clean it up yourself. You won't mind right?'.
'Uhm--it's fine I'll clean it up right away'.
'Well-it's not like you have a choice'. She murmured and moved to go out of the room'.
Then she turned. 'We won't be expecting you for dinner, after all you won't be done by then'. Then she shut the door.
I had sighed and got to work.
Back to the present.
I looking at my watch again, I saw that the time was 10:05pm they should all be asleep or in their various room by now. I stood up from the roadside bench which I always sat on.
I took a cab and it dropped me off at home.
The lights were off already so I took out my phone and switched the lights on. I had just made my way to the top of the stairs when I heard someone clear their throat.
I looked up to see Liza. 'Err- hi'.
She narrowed her eyes at me.
'Did they accept you this time?'.
'Of course, who would want someone like you to work for him. Just get your annoying self away from me'. She dismissed me with a wave of her hand.
Wow, she's in a good mood today...lucky me.
I entered my room which has been my safe haven for 15 years.
I quickly had my bath and wore my pyjamas. I laid down on the bed not feeling sleepy.
Another unsuccessful attempt at getting a decent job. It seems accountancy isn't meant for me. Maybe I should start looking for another job. Maybe I'll see a vacancy for the job of a cook.
I doubt it though. Everything in the world is always against me...except the bad things of course.
Miss, wake up'.'Madam says you should come down for dinner'.I woke up to the sound of my door being banged accompanied by the shouts of the maid, Zina.'Miss, please wake up or madam will get angry'.'Okie, coming I'm coming. No need to bring my door down'.I heard her giggle and I rolled my eyes.'Zina?'.'Yes ma'am?'.'How many more times do you want me to tell you not to call me miss or ma'am before you'll actually listen to me and stop calling me that?'.'Err-- I'm sorry ma'am. So sorry'.'There you go again'.She giggled once more. Sometimes I wonder if I'm that funny or she just finds everything funny.'You should get ready,--- Maya'.'That's better. Now go tell 'Madam' that I'm coming right away'.&
The hall was bustling with people. They were all hurrying about. Trying to do their various works.I made my way the receptionist sitting behind the desk. She looked in her early twenties.'Good morning'. I greeted.She looked up and surveyed me. She scrunched her nose up in disgust, probably not satisfied with my dress. But I've gotten a lot of that so it doesn't affect me anymore.'Good morning to you too'.'How can I help you?'.'I-uh' I cleared my throat.'I'm here for an interview for the post of an accountant. Can you kindly lead me to where it's supposed to take place?'.'This way please'. She led me through a narrow door I didn't notice before and it led into a bigger room where at least fifty people were seated waiting for their turn.I turned to thank the last for her help but she was go
Well, my subconscious self had been right. It seems she knows me more than I know myself.You must be thinking what could have gone wrong. Plenty did.I am starting to think that maybe, just maybe Liza was right.Nobody would want me to work for him and even if they let me I was going to ruin it like I ruined this one.They had given me the job and I was wearing my uniform and helping Katherine throughout the day.It was just 30 minutes before closing time when Katherine asked me to do my first job alone.She asked me to kill a chicken.As simple as the job was I fucked up.I had put the knife on the chicken's neck and slaughtered it forgetting to cut whatever still keeps it alive. Then I went to cupboard area to change my clothes.
Yawn! Splash!That was me splashing water on my face and trying to wake at 6 in the morning.I just don't get why life has to be so hard.I don't have a particular place to go for an interview but I just couldn't give up. I had to keep searching if I don't want to end up with James.Thinking about that made me shudder.I don't know a fate worst than having to end up marrying James.Except from the fact that he's a spoilt brat. He is a popular womaniser.I still don't get why some women are ready to be in a bed with someone that looked like that all because of money.I looked at myself in the mirror imagining how we'd both look on the altar, swearing to be by each other's side forever.Geez, I don't even wish that for my greatest enemy which happened to be Sadie.Ar
I've been trying to locate the building but all my efforts has been in vain.Maybe the job ad was fake and was put there by an insane person.Why the hell would they put a fake ad on a bill board?Was it a trick? Maybe they thought nobody in their right senses would want to apply for a job that makes it clear that what they're doing is dangerous.I shook my head to that thought. Surely I can't be the only desperate unemployed graduate.Did they move to another location?But the ad looked new.And even if they moved to another place at least the old building should be there.They didn't move the old building too. Could they?Definitely not.The only building I've see so far since I've been wandering this particular street I didn't even know existed is an old manor with pealing paints and gates that looked like that of
Well, she was wrong.You know when she said I should bid my family goodbye.I don't have a family, not that I didn't know before but I at least had a little hope.A tinny bitty little hope that perhaps they'd miss me.When I got home they were already in their respective rooms, so I decided to surprise them a little.I went to Sadie's room first, being the one that hates me most she deserves to hear the news first and be shocked.I couldn't wait to see her surprised face.I knocked her door. Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!'Who's there?'. She grumbled.'It's me. Your favorite sis'.She grumbled again. 'What do you want?'.'OK, coming right away'.I entered her room and saw her in front of her mirror, cleaning her face caked with makeup.'Thanks for allowing me
'Woof woof'.'Yeah I'm happy too'.We were in the cab already heading to where would either be our doom or salvation.Though I suspect the former.But that wasn't the case with Roddy. It was very obvious that he was very happy and thought that where we were heading was our complete salvation.Whatever he thought changed the moment we got to the front of the manor.'Woof?'.'Yeah, this is where we're staying'.'Woof!'.'I know, it's very bad looking. But let's get inside and you'll see the real definition of bad'.I had to drag Roddy into the manor. It was obvious that he was scared of whatever lies inside the building.Well who wouldn't be?I succeeded in dragging him inside by telling him how I regret taking him along with me and how he isn't faithful by wanting to leave
'Wow!'.I couldn't help but admire the dress.I wasn't the fashion lover type but I admire something pretty when I see one.The dress in my hands looked very pretty.It was a mermaid one-shoulder long sleeve front split evening gown with sexy sequins.I decided to put it on.'Wow'. I said again.It brought out a shape which was certainly not mine. Maybe there was something in the dress that makes the person putting it on looks sexy.Because I was definitely not the one in the mirror.Or is there something wrong with the mirror?It doesn't matter though, as long as I'm pretty in it.I packed my hair up into a rough bun and slipped on a black heels and moved to go out when I heard a knock.'Who's it?'.'It's the cleaner ma'am'.'OK...hold on