ログインAs we stood there in an awkward silence,I decided to break it because the pressure to empty my bladder was not going to wait
I cleared my throat “Can I use the bathroom?” I asked in a lower tone. She then turned around and hesitantly “ ummm I don’t think you can use the bathroom because there is no bathroom in here,I mean it’s the basement and another thing,” she paused while She fidgeted with her dress “ you are in a foster home and if the nuns find out I brought a man inside here, hell will break loose,” you could fill the panic in her voice “So what do we do?” I ask She then raises her tiny fingers and points in the corner of the room,an old dusty bucket came to sight. “ya , no am not doing anything in that,” I calmly said and she just snugged her shoulders,picked her towel,without saying a word ,she walked out. I can’t stay in this ugly place,my pack needed me, I slowly stood up, walked out of the basement,walked to the nearest room,opened it,walked in,it was different in here,nice smell,bed, and I spotted a bathroom in the corner except that I didn’t see there was someone in the dressing room. I slowly opened my trousers,closed my eyes,let out a deep groan and sigh,listened to the stream of my own urine as it hit the toilet,as it left my body ,when I was done,I turned to zip my trousers only to find a veiled nun staring at me wide eyed, I jolted back and the old woman screamed. In confusion,I didn’t move ,forgot to zip my pants,the rest of the two nuns stormed in ,there eyes widened in shock, screamed too,finally all the foster kids stormed in,so did red haired girl,she stood there,eyes squinted,hands on her head,wrapped in a towel ,the foster kids laughed,whispers ran through the room,vile ,scandalous,fingers pointed ,then I realized,my pants were unzipped ,my manhood proudly standing out,it looked like the old nun was giving me a blow job, I looked at there pale faces, slowly turned my back and zipped my trousers,my face was burning with shame,embarrassment. Finally one nun asked “What is happening?” The old nun just stammered at loss of words, just raised her wrinkled fingers and pointed. “can somebody please explain to me what is happening in the name of our lord Jesus Christ,” she shouted. “I can explain sister, he is my brother,” red hair muttered,the air in the room stiffened,loud whispers spread through the room like a wildfire. “ Everyone,back to your rooms,you two,to my office,sisters follow me to my room,” she said as she gritted her teeth, her hands clenched hard on the rosary in her hands until her knuckles became white. As we followed behind the nun, I walked closer to red hair, “Every…,” I whispered but before I could barely finish the sentence,she cut me off “Shush,” she turned to me angrily while clenching her fist on her mouth, watching her angry was cute but because of the circumstances, I was sure she hated me there and then, we walked in, the nun sat behind her desk,followed by the old nun who was whispering something as she held her rosary and made the crucifix, uhh mortals. “Mother..,” she was cut off “ You, Elena , have been a disturbed child ever since you were brought here ,” she grumbled as she wrote something and printed it. “And you are cursed, you spread your disturbance like a wild fire,” she hissed as she turned her gaze to the old nun “So, you are going to go to the basement,pack out what you can and leave ,” she calmly said “ No no no no,mother please, don’t push me away, I have no one to turn to ,” she begged as she knelt down,her hair wet,tears threatening to escape from her eyes, “Please mother,” and the nun walked out of the table,as she passed by her,She grabbed her robes and begged. “ mother,” tears falling from her eyes,I felt my heart break for her,a stranger,whose life I had just ruined , I had spoiled things for her,the nun turned,spat on her, pulled her robe out of her hands and walked away ,how can a human treat a fellow human like that,what hurt me most is that I didn’t do anything to stop it, I turned to her frail body ,helped her up. We walked to the basement,she sobbed all the way there, she dressed up, tossed me an old sweater, and a pair of her slippers,he struggled to fit in them, I obediently wore them without saying anything,we walked out. I quietly walked behind her, she then suddenly stopped,turned to me “ stop following me,” she grunted angrily Of course I couldn’t stop following her,she had no where else to go. We walked a few more steps ,she turned ,lunged at me, “ You never listen ,do you? I wish I had not saved your ass from the fuxxxing river,maybe I would still have had a roof over my head and my insurance money after graduation,” She pulled the sweater,her words cut through me like a sword,seeing the hurt in her eyes broke my heart. I couldn’t say anything, I just pulled her into my chest,she sobbed in my chest until the sweater was covered in tears,I caressed her back, soon she stopped and looked at me, she then pulled away cleaned her teary eyes,her red nose. I scanned the whole area ,my gaze stopped at the phone box “Elena ,do you have coins on you,I need to make a call,” I asked her calmly. “yes,” she touched the back of her pants ,pulled out two coins and handed them over to me. I crossed the street and dialed Sarah’s number. “Hello,” the familiar voice beamed through the phone. “ come and pick me,at st Louis road ,at the end of the street,” I said “ oh my god , Alpha ,are you okay?” She panicked “ just come pick me up,” I said and hung up. I ran back to the street where Elena was waiting for me. “ Am sorry Ele, I didn’t know about everything,am sorry,” I said as we waited for help. “ ya what oughted to happen has already happened,so let’s just figure out where to go,” she calmly said . “ besides we better leave because everyone is looking at us like we are mad or something,” she softly said.Soon we walked inside the mansion,my eyes bulged in my sockets,my mouth almost touched the ground ,the style,chairs,wall hangings, seemed ancient yet modern,it was a place where old meets new and co habit ,I instantly felt lucky to be chased out of the foster care home,the art pieces that hung on the walls caught my eye,I was studying art at the college, one of the paintings caught my attention,I walked towards it, a masterpiece to behold, my eyes opened in excitement.“ That’s my great grandfather,” he whispered in my ears,his breath warm ,which sent shivers to my spine.“Leonardo da Vinci ,” I muttered in excitement.“I’d notice his painting anywhere,am fascinated by his art work,” I smiled.“Guess what,” he said and I turned to look at him not knowing what to guess.“It’s not fabricated,Leon painted it himself when he met my grandfather,” everything was unbelievable, do you know that this very painting could change my whole life into a millionaire,of course I thought about ste
ELENA’S POV.As we stood there in the silence wondering on what to do,I felt stupid for how I begged the nun back there, not that I liked the basement or something,but I didn’t like losing my insurance money,my college sponsorship and at least a roof over my head because am quite sure my whole college has already received the information by now,for the insurance money,was to be granted to me after graduation,on good discipline,all that to the curbs now.Then a fleet of black cars following each other, eight in a row stopped in front of us,looking like an entourage for the king,or royal escort,then they stopped in front of us.“There here,” he said.“ who are they?” I asked in confusion.“The people I called,come,” he signaled me, men in black tuxedoes walked out and stood around scanning the areas,with coms and I noticed one had a gun,as we walked closer to the cars,one of the men held my shoulder and stopped me.“She is with me,let her through,” he said as the guard stared at h
As we stood there in an awkward silence,I decided to break it because the pressure to empty my bladder was not going to waitI cleared my throat “Can I use the bathroom?” I asked in a lower tone. She then turned around and hesitantly “ ummm I don’t think you can use the bathroom because there is no bathroom in here,I mean it’s the basement and another thing,” she paused while She fidgeted with her dress“ you are in a foster home and if the nuns find out I brought a man inside here, hell will break loose,” you could fill the panic in her voice “So what do we do?” I askShe then raises her tiny fingers and points in the corner of the room,an old dusty bucket came to sight.“ya , no am not doing anything in that,” I calmly said and she just snugged her shoulders,picked her towel,without saying a word ,she walked out.I can’t stay in this ugly place,my pack needed me, I slowly stood up, walked out of the basement,walked to the nearest room,opened it,walked in,it was different
As I stood there,freezing to death,I only had on a breathable dress,then I remembered the dog door behind the house which entered in the corridor of the basement,I pulled him to the back and luckily,the dog door was bigger than I thought and his body would fit to squeeze through, I wrapped his cold body in the blanket , I passed half of his body through the dog door,squeezed it in, I carried my backpack ,went to the door,opened it and entered,after I locked the door behind me, I turned and looked at the matron nun who was staring hard at me. I walked like as if nothing had happened and when I got closer to her,I greeted her.“Good evening Mother,” I said with my head bowed. I hoped she didn’t notice me struggling to keep my composure.“Why are you late child ?” She asked while looking at me like she was searching for something,perhaps a reaction. “ I, I,” the words stuck in my throat. I fidgeted on the helms of my wet dress.“ Get out of my site , Go and repent of your dirty sins,lit
What if i could end it all,everything,right here and now, i thought as i sat down on the cold bench while drenched in my own tears, i hated the foster care home,the children there,the nuns,i hated their stupid food,the college and the rich brats at my college but i needed a roof over my head ,the stupid food in my stomach, I still remember the awful night when my parents and my sister passed away in the fire that caught our home.The memory twisted my heart in pain which caused a lump to form on my throat. I felt a stream of warm tears over cheeks. I recalled the morning of that day, the nightmare of my life, the bullies at my college.“you are a loser who doesn’t even deserve a fucking position at this school,” they scorned me as they poured a plate of cereal over my head. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me at once. I grabbed my backpack, ran out of the cafeteria in tears ,but then,someone else tripped me,I fell ,the who room buzzed with laughter,I slowly got up,my eyes







