I arrived at the house of my client, the sun was still in the sky, even though it was lower than when it was a few hours ago. I parked and killed the engine, my heart feeling like a thousand knives were being stabbed in it at the same time. Before I knew it, tears started to run down my face, a sob soon escaping my mouth.Gosh, I missed him so much. I missed my dad so much.You see, for a long time; for a very long time, I had believed that my dad had left without even looking back. I had felt like he had abandoned me, not wanting me anymore which was why he might have started a whole new family.I had felt like I wasn’t enough, like I needed to do more to keep him in our lives. And trust me, that’s something that a kid should never have to think of, or believe.For years, I had gone through life hating the man, even wanting him dead. But now he was actually dead and I had learned the truth about what my mom had done, it had me thinking. Guilt. I felt guilty. I shouldn’t have spent
At a point, I didn’t quite process the woman’s words due to the fact that I didn’t expect them. But when I did chew on them mentally, they hit me hard like a truck.“Excuse me?” I said, my face twisting in shock and anger. I took a step closer to her, my nervousness fading. “Don’t you dare talk about my mother like that again.” My voice was firm and bolder than ever before. I could feel the adrenaline rush already.The woman scoffed, laughing even. She walked away from me and sat on one of the couches. “Come on, darling, let’s face it. I know why you’re really here.”“I’m here to learn about my dad’s funeral arrangements so I can be there; so my mom can be there if she can too.” I folded my arms on my chest. This was my first impression of the woman, and let me tell you, I already hated her.She was an awful person. But maybe she wasn’t and was just someone who was grieving and going through a lot of emotions. Thinking about that, I started to calm down a bit, having some compassion
Night came pretty fast, or maybe not and I had just been consumed by the events of the day. It had truly been an eventful day.I was in bed, Chase and I had not really talked about us sleeping in the same room yet. But I knew that we would have that conversation soon. As much as I wanted that, for our relationship to grow and evolve, I knew that its death was inevitable.There was no way that I was going to put my mom in danger because of a relationship; because of a man, no matter how much I loved him.I turned to the other side, staring out the window while lying on the bed. The moon was up, not full like the last time, but it was still emitting some glow that shone through the satin curtains of the bedroom. I pulled the duvet up a bit, a pillow right next to me. I was already prepared to sing the song that my dad used to sing to me. But this time was different, when I started, tears started to fill my eyes and I found myself sobbing.I missed him, gosh, I missed him so much.I jus
The car ride back was weird, I felt like I couldn’t relax or focus. If anything, I would have parked, but I knew that this was how I was going to be for the rest of the day so I continued driving.I had placed the burner phone on the seat next to me and my eyes were glued to the road. My body felt like cement, my eyes were burning with tears that were dying to be released.I came at a red light and pressed the brake, slowing down until I came to a stop. Then I breathed out a sigh, still trying to decide what I was going to do.I blinked and a few tears slid down my face, I wiped them away as fast as they fell. I sniffled and squeezed the steering wheel as a way to ground myself.My mom…in all of this, she was mostly the only person I was worried about. I didn’t care much about myself as I cared about her safety. I didn’t want her in danger because I wanted love. That would be…that would be selfish of me. So was I really willing to cut him off? Was I really willing to cut Chase off? T
The burner phone felt cold to the touch as I held it in my hands. It looked brand new and it was from a brand that I didn’t know.I pressed one of the buttons and the small screen came to life. Then I navigated to the contact list and just like the writing on the wall had said, there was only a single saved contact. It was saved as three dots. I pressed the button and called the number, my breath hitching when someone answered. I waited for the person to speak, but no one did.“Hello?” My voice was shaky. “Jules Beaumont,” the person spoke, chuckling deeply. It was a man. His voice was far from familiar, and his tone was rich. It sounded like every other man’s voice. There was nothing unique about it. “Finally, I get to talk to you.” “Who are you?” I mustered the courage to ask. “I’m the one who’s going to save you before it’s too late.”I furrowed my brows in confusion and walked closer to the wall, leaning on it before replying, “I don’t…I don’t understand. I don’t need saving.
I knew that I needed to eat, so I peeled my eyes away from the phone and grabbed my spoon, continuing to eat the cereal. When I was done, I took the bowl to the sink and washed it. After doing that, I wiped my hands dry and headed back to the kitchen island, grabbing my phone.I played the conversation with the mysterious man in my head for a few seconds, and then I sighed. As much as I wanted to start saving so I could be more independent and stop relying on Chase, I also knew that I needed to be careful.I had a feeling that accepting that man’s offer to me to clean his house would be almost the same as going to work for Lucia again. I walked over to the living room and sat down on the couch. I did need to work still so I unlocked my phone and went through my contact list, selecting the contacts of people I used to clean for, sending them messages of me asking if they needed my services today.Most of them replied in no time, letting me know that they in fact didn’t need cleaning