Episode 4

                 Episode 4: 

                  June's POV

"Can you come to the office tomorrow?" His voice came out thick, and my mouth stiffened.

 My jaw dropped, and my eyes widened. No, it's not true! This must be a dream. 

"Are you there, June?" Shit!,Why did his voice get that tone when calling my name? 

"Yeah." I tried mumbling but remembered I had no money on me. How do I tell him I won't make it? I won't let him mock me the second time. I've heard enough of his insults. 

"See you tomorrow, then." 

"I'm sorry, sir. I won't make it." I blurted out, my face sprinkled with surprise. I couldn't believe I uttered that! The silent moment created anxiety in me. Oh, I wouldn't have said that. Okay, I have to end this call right now! 

"Bye, sir." 

"I called you, right?" His voice depicted authority.

 "Sorry, sir." "Why won't you come?" His thick voice bored into my ears. 

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't have transport fare."

 "I will send a driver to come pick you up." "But sir..." He cut the call.

"Mum." That was all that came out; my heart felt mixed up. I couldn't believe what he said now. 

"What did he say?"

 "Mum, you wouldn't want to know." 

"Darling, I'm all ears. Come, speak up." 

"Okay, first of all, he said he was sorry for the way he treated me, asking if I would be in the company by tomorrow." My hands still hung in the air, and my face sprang with shock.

"Come on, was that why you had to say you won't go?"

 "Geez, Mum, I don't know; you know whom we're talking about here." I rushed to her bed, sitting close, boring my eyes into hers as one trying to get answers. 

"The empire. He must have liked you. Relax, you always have good fortune." Her voice came out straight. 

"Okay, stop, Mum. I'm going there tomorrow. But one thing is still strange; he said he would send his driver to come pick me up." 

"What!" She replied, getting up from her bed. "I told you, Mum, it looks strange." I giggled out, but that gave her the strength to get up.

"Where are you going, Mum?" 

"I remembered that I bought you a cloth for your birthday. I have to bring it out. You have to prepare well and look good."

 "Mum!" 

"What?"

 "Are you kidding me? You should have known my good wears are worth nothing to the rags he uses for cleaning!" I whimpered, but she wasn't buying it.

Thompson's POV

"Granny, you don't have to do that!" 

"The next time you try this, believe me, I'm gonna break your head, Thompson."

 "I told her to come to the office tomorrow, Granny. I...I didn't know when I said that!" 

"Better, son. Just make her your personal cleaner in your dad's company." "But we've had enough, Granny!" I let out my frustration. 

"Well, at least you get to help the poor, Thompson. I thought you'd do that." She answered shrugging, leading her way back to the kitchen.

Early morning the next day.

June's POV

Jeez, I don't know why I feel so hot. I kept checking the alarm because I need to ease the tension in me. I need to know why he told me to come, or else I'm going to lose my mind. I looked at the alarm, but it seemed that was also a bad day for it. It refused to tick fast! It's 3:00 AM! I tried staying cool, but hell no. My heart kept jolting out of my body.

7:00 AM in the morning.

"Angel." I heard a voice hovering above me, thinking it was a dream.

 "Angel." 

This time, coming out higher, making me open my eyes, looking blurry.

 "Hey, Dad, good morning."

 "No need for that. You told someone to come pick you up in the morning. They're right outside, looking for you. I thought you were done preparing..." 

"Holy Christ!" I jumped out of the bed like an escaped animal, staggering here and there in the room, trying to grab something but had nothing in my head!!.

"Dad, jeez..." I tried talking, but words wouldn't come out.  Seriously,I felt very tired and reluctant to move.

"You don't need to explain. Just go out there and explain yourself." Dad said calmly. 

"Dad, please, you wouldn't do this to me. Can't you help me? I didn't know when sleep took me over. Now, I don't even know how to face them, considering how we took off."

 "It's okay. I do understand. Just go out there and tell them you'll be with them shortly". He sermoned. His voice all dripping with fatherly love.

Seeing no words coming forth from my dad, I took a deep breath. The more I walked to our old rickety door, the more my legs grew weaker. My weak hand had to turn the door knob, praying it was all a prank, but lo! There they were! One of his men! I remembered one of them standing behind the tinted car, all dressed in polished pants.

"Good morning, sir." My voice came out frozen as ever. "Miss June, we are directed by the Empire to come pick you up."

"I'm sorry. I slept off. I'm really very sorry. Tell your boss...." I tried saying,but words wasn't coming out. My tounge stiffed.

" Tell your boss that I won't be able to make it. Am really very sorry I woke up very late". The more I talk,the more they kept on Looking at me like a clown. 

The only thing that came out of my head was to kneel down and begged more.

"Madam, we are running..." Before he could finish, the atmosphere changed. I saw the car automatically opening, giving a noiseless slide but that was the least of my problem right now.

But the next voice I heard gave me goosebumps in my body!!.

"What kept you waiting, June?" His voice questioned authoritatively as he dashed out of the car, dripping in aura, with his hands dipped into his Italian wear pockets.