It’s My Place!

05

Alessia’s Point Of View:

“Where are we?” I asked out of confusion and scanned my gaze around the place.

The place was so unlikely to the city, where I worked. The sky were completely covered with blue and white as well as the fresh air that surrounds us. This place is not noisy at all unlike in the city where loud horns coming from a bunch of vehicles, working machines of different factories and even noises coming from the series of voices of people who’s walking on the side road, talking about how stressful their day is.

I nearly got slept in my seat because of the quietness of the beautiful scenery as if it was singing a rhythmic lullaby to make a baby sleep.

“Why did you bring me here?” My brows immediately made a line as the nervousness in my body starts to rise up.

I again looked around, trying to familiarize the place not until I realized that it’s my hometown. My eyes nearly dropped when my eyes met the signage of our street.

‘Where and how the hell did he know this place? It’s far enough from the city where I think he lives.’

My heart starts pounding so fast and wiped the sweats on my forehead. I don’t know why, but I suddenly became anxious, more like conscious on what would he say about my hometown not knowing that I lived here.

“Are you really okay?” His concerned voice echoed my ear turning my stomach upside down. “I can help you put him in jail,” he suggested causing me to glance at him in disbelief.

I blinked my eyes twice and swallowed my saliva to clear my throat.

Is he really serious on his words?

Never in my life I received an offer of simple help to me because I’m the one who’s offering and giving help to others.

“I’m fine. Thank you for saving me earlier.” Was all I can say and shifted on the seat uncomfortably when Yadiel’s eyes were on me all the fucking time.

I pressed my lips together and took a grip on myself.

I think that he noticed what he was doing making him to clear his throat before shaking his head our of embarrassment.

Even I also felt the awkwardness drawn between us, as well as the sudden change of the atmosphere.

It’s like there’s a tumbleweed blown by the hot air from the desert came crossed in front of the car making the two of us sweats in bullets.

“Are you hungry?” He chose to change the topic and crinkled his nose.

I don’t want him to feel that I’m intimidated with his presence nor anxious which made me regret my impulsive decision.

Raising my head up above, pushing my chest out, I answered.

“You don’t have to buy me foods when I’m hungry.” Confident than I was, I said, really sure of what had been implied.

I even put the few strands of my hair behind my ear and blinked my eyes in the most beautiful way.

Yadiel glazed a look, expression clearly shows no interest and emotion.

“I’m buying foods for myself. If you can’t buy your own, then be a beggar.” He grimaced in disgust as he starts the machine of the car.

Hanging my head low while cheeks were on fire, I Iooked away as my stomach doing backflips because of the sudden embarrassment. My heart starts to beat faster before shutting my mouth closed and wishing that I could disappear in an instant.

“Can you just put some filter on your mouth!” I let out several exasperated sighs and rolled my eyes on him.

How can he just say that bluntly! It’s like he’s low-key showing that I’m assuming, though it’s quite real. But he can’t just spat those words to me! I would never let him do that, not in my life.

Every time a guy tries to piss me off, I will turn the table upside down. Never did I let myself step on just like how they step their feet’ on my family.

They did not fail to belittle me, especially my parents who did nothing but to do their best on providing our needs.

My mother only knows how to read and solve basic math problems and my father worked on a supermarket as a carrier despite his age.

I have three siblings, and I’m older than them and also helps my parents to make my siblings graduate in college and pursue the jobs that they wanted. I have one sister which is the second older and a twin, girl and boy.

That’s why every time they try to humiliate or even step on my ego, I get to remember where I came from and the reason why they’re doing it to me.

Just by thinking of my siblings on how will they handle those kinds of people makes me want to cry for one specific reason.

Every time they judge us I always cry secretly what more if that happens to them? It will literally break my heart.

I straighten my body and fixed my seatbelt before shaking my head to fight my tears back. I blinked several times as I bit my lower lip.

He went silent after that and flashed a sarcastic smirk while maneuvering the car to the left.

That’s when my consciousness awaken and with wide eyes, parted lips and hitching of breath, I looked at him.

“Stop!” I shouted and put my palms on the air.

In shock, he accidentally stepped on the break making the two of us bounce back ourselves on the seat.

His forehead wrinkled as he stared at me in quizzical.

“Don’t.” I emphatically stated while relaxing myself.

I heaved a deep breath after I observed where he was supposed to go and shut my mouth closed.

“I want to buy foods. I am starving to death,” he exaggerates as if he was the most starve person who’s been living the earth, not considering the people who only eats one or two times a day.

This guy is such a spoiled man.

He was about to maneuver the car again to the left but didn’t successfully turn the steering wheel when I stopped him by snatching the steering wheel away from him and turning it to the right. It was when the truck suddenly came towards us causing us to nearly bump on its side.

The loud and long beeping of the truck echoed the whole road making all the birds fly in mere shock.

Yadiel on the other hand aggressively put the force on his feet on the break which made my body moved along with the motion of the car.

My body literally went from my seat down to Yadiel’s. My head nearly hit the volume button of the radio if he only didn’t successfully laid his hand on it, preventing my head to bump on the radio. I stiffened in fear and eyes popped out after realizing what had just happened.

The driver of the truck gave us four loud beeps showing that he’s beyond mad of our carelessness.

“What the heck is wrong with you!” A muscle in his jaw twitched as his face went black.

The color drained out of my face while slowly putting my senses back to each other.

I took a glimpsed at Yadiel. A line appeared between his brows along with his heavy breathings.

I didn’t know what to do nor what to say and slapped my hand on my chest to feel the fast pounding of my heart.

“Don’t go there,” was all I can say after what happened and shifted my body towards the window to avoid his gaze.

I heard him let out a plain chuckle and rubbed his nape with so much irritation that sent shivers down my spine before finally turning the car back to his company.

I swallowed hard as I could and drew my teeth between my lips to stop myself from talking.

I should not let him go beyond our street. It’s like I’m digging my own crave if I let him do that.

I don’t want him to see my family, not because I’m ashamed of having them but because to prevent him from uttering words that would possibly kill my heart again.

I’m so sick of hearing different humiliation just because I came from a poor family. I want my family to live the life that they want to live and in order for them to have that is to prevent them from these kind of people.

Belittling people like us and lifting theirselves up because of what they achieved in life.

Judgement is everywhere. Racism is everywhere and I will not let him do whatever he wants especially when he’s on our territory.

And for sure, my family would get confused if they found out that I brought a guy with a luxurious car, living in the city, swimming with drums of money and owns a well-known company.