To have and to Loathe

Mia “Miaa, what are you thinking?” Sandra said slowly as she inched closer to me.“I'm going to move away. I can’t stay here to train my child. Mom will find out and Scott will kill me.” I said in a rush.Sandra just looked at me. Even though she didn’t say it, I know she pitied me. I don’t want pity, I hate it so much.“Where on earth can you go? You literally have nobody else and you don’t have a job.” She asked.“You have to help me, Sandra. Please” I pleaded as I clutched her hands.“But..”“Please babes, please,” I said desperately.“Okay fine. As long as the baby is staying alive. I will help you. Just have to make some calls then I will get back to you.” She conceded. I know I am making the right decision. I had high hopes for the future— I thought by now I would be married to the love of my life and have my kids.But look at me now. I have ended up just like my mother.My mother was a single mother of two kids, Scott and I had different fathers. And they both abandoned us. I

Mia The tall huge figure rushed past me and ran into the dark of the night. I rushed back inside and secured the locks before I went to bed.The incident ran through my mind as I wiped down the diner tables. I didn’t tell Sandra about it as she prepared to go. She would worry for my safety.The front doorbell chimes disrupting my thoughts.“We are not yet open.” I said as I swirled around to see Fabian smiling. He was wearing sweatshirts and pants and his skin was covered with a sheen of heat.“Hey, beautiful.”“Fabian!”“I thought I could see you before this place starts buzzing.”I smiled lightly. “Fabian, what are you doing here?” I asked him.“You have not been replying to any of my texts. I thought I could find out why.” He said, still smiling at me.“Fabian. Whatever this is. It is not going to work.” “What?” He asked, looking confused. “I just want to get to know you better, maybe it could lead to something more than friendship.”“I can’t offer you more than casual friendship

Mia“Scott! What did you do?”“What?” He asked. He sounded genuinely confused.“Why did you do this to me? I wanted to start a life here but no. You want me to stay there so you will keep playing the almighty big brother.” I said not caring that my tone was harsh.He deserved it after what he put me through.“I am not coming back. Get that into your thick skull.”“I genuinely have no idea what you are talking about.” He replied.“You made my boss fire me from my place of work. Right? You made the landlord kick me out..”I started to say but he cut me short. “Whoa! Stop right there. What do you mean?”“So you didn’t do it?” I asked instead of answering his questions.That bastard Killian. I can’t wait to get my hands on him.Don’t blame me for thinking it was my brother. He had friends that are well connected. I mean he once wanted to do business with a rich guy before everything fell apart.“I don’t know what you are talking about. Mom is really worried about you.” “I…I can’t co..” I

“Don’t mind my son, he can be hard-headed sometimes.” Mom said to Killian as he straightened his suit before sitting down. That was something else. What has come over Scott? Why is he so pissed at Killian than I am? I didn’t sit around to know why he was saying to Mom before I ran after Scott. I walk the short passage that leads to Scott's room.I peeked into the room to see Scott sitting on the edge of the bed, rapidly tapping his feet on the floor— he does that whenever he is pissed.“Can I come in?” I asked, grabbing his attention. I didn’t wait for his reply, I walked up to his bed and sat beside him.“Why does it have to be Killian, is it because he has money?” His question took me aback. What!“Scott, this is between Killian and me,” I said flatly as I stared at him. “You have no right to discuss whether it is good for me or not.” “And you think he likes you, huh?” He scoffs, averting his gaze to his shelf filled with his sports and science trophies.“Well, I can’t deny a chi

MiaI walked down the stairs as I stretched. Everywhere was eerily quiet, and I didn't see many staff around. How could someone live in this house all alone? The house looked more beautiful as the morning light flowed in softly from the window. The smell of bacon and fried eggs hit my nose as I entered the living room. It made my stomach swirl so hard. Fuck I don’t feel like vomiting again now. I ran my hands on my chest— God! Not now, please.I followed the smell into the kitchen and was amazed to see someone there with her back turned against me; an elderly woman in her mid-50s. She was a little taller than me but with a small build. She was wearing a simple back dress with a white apron tied around her body as she stirred the food.Immediately, she turned around as if to sense my presence. She looked beautiful though you can see some crinkles, especially at the corners of her eyes.“Good morning, Miss.” She said as she ran her eyes over me. I put my arms around me feeling consciou