Father, Pleaaseee!

CHAPTER 7 - A SACRIFICE INTO THE UNKNOWN

AURORA

As I knelt down I felt everything crumble. What is faith? What is hope? I don’t get it. I have always tried my best to be a good person. To not hurt others nut why I’m I hurting instead? It’s not fair. I know you can hear me. I know you can see me Almighty but why me? Why do I always have to be on the suffering end? I have no memories and the fragments that my brain tries to attach are all horrible. Just what did I do so wrong that all my life I suffer? Do I not deserve any happiness? Just what the hell did I do so wrong that disaster seems attracted to me?

I just can’t hold it in anymore. I know I’m in a church and I know it’s to be respected but I’ve cried a well already but in still not relieved. It’s like I’m suffocating and there is nothing I can do about it. Then I heard it. My own yell, strange to my ears reverberated like thunder. Full of rage, a roar full of pure misery and anger. Curses, self loathe, questions were accelerating inside my head. My limbs weakening could no longer hold my trembling body and I honestly don’t care. Why should I when obviously he doesn’t care about me too? I laid there curled tight in a fatal position, salty tear soiling the floor unrepentant. I feel so sick but I know no hospital or drug can cure me. I yelled out to the Almighty again for an answer but none came. Again – No answer. Again- no answer. Don’t I deserve to know what the Hell I did so wrong to suffer his wrath every time? I stayed there unaware of the passing time, unconcerned of anyone seeing me like that. They might consider me a lunatic but I wasn’t born one; circumstances made me one. Maybe; just maybe if I stay here for a while I would feel the peace I crave for.

A bark of laughter shamelessly interrupted my grief. At first, I wasn’t intent on paying any attention but then a voice followed, ‘Is that it? I was looking forward to more drama.’ That was it. Who the hell does he think he is? If he thought that was the end, he has no idea what he’s got coming. Funny I’m mad with the most superior being and here a mere mortal who thinks so highly of himself dare interrupts. My head quickly snapped towards his direction as my feet having got a new set of energy supported the body up to a stand. A crocked smile couldn’t help but curve up my lips. I said a silent thank you and sorry to the Almighty. The curses weren’t over yet but at least now I have someone that I can physically see to take the rage. Honestly, I can’t wait to see his reaction as every filthy curse vomits out of my mouth. I hope it hurts him to a point he is rendered speechless and is pushed into misery. The more it hurts the happier I would be.

Point to remember. Even when triumph is certain, never celebrate till accomplishment. Bravo. Just one statement and the tables were turned around on me. ‘If you think he will listen you are wasting your time or maybe he has through me. Do you want a job because now I’m looking to hire, Interested?’ Vulnerable is the word. This is one of the moments that I feel too bare. Like all within me is too exposed for any tom, d**k and harry to see. Just how did my nosy pants here know what my cry was all about? Only two things come to mind now. Either God heard my cry and has put them into action which I doubt, or this guy is a busybody champion. Personally, I feel that he is the later.

‘What are you scared?’

‘Never. Bring it on.’ I will accept his challenge but not give him the pleasure of satisfying his curiosity. I turned around and whispered a silent thank you to the Almighty then followed the guy out. I don’t care what the job is.

‘Are you not going to ask what the job is?’

‘No. I’m ready for anything. ‘

‘Nice curves, height perfect, beauty ok but can be worked on,’ he answered while turning me around checking out my body.

‘Body not part of the package,’ I stated glaring at him. I barely know the guy but less than half an hour around him and I already want to smack his ego. Were it not for the fact that I’m desperate I wouldn’t still be standing here being humiliated like this. I would have given him a piece of my mind and a beating as a peace offering. Besides my muscles creak. A stretch would do them good. But then again, I can always give him a taste of his own medicine.

Taking a step towards him, I held his collar bone, pulled him towards me and just as he was a breath away I spoke word for word to his face while carefully analyzing him, ‘Looks negative. Need a lot of polish.’

Laughter vibrated into the air. Pure, free and real. I swear this guy was just a pain in my ass. I don’t know why I trust him. I feel he is not dangerous. Genuine in fact just a foul mouth and a tough life. ‘How refreshing. I haven’t seen your likes for a while. I like you,’

‘And I don’t. So, can we just get this over and done with? What’s your deal?’ It’s getting late and Aden must be wondering where I am. I promised him to be back in a short while. Nightfall is already upon us and he knows how much I hate the dark. Normally by this time I’m at home already or if it by some incident I’m not, wherever I I’m am surrounded by people and have an escort back home if Aden isn’t available. Though I trust him, I’m not ready to show my weaknesses. We just aren’t there yet.

He must have noticed me fidgeting because gone was his playful look and in its place was a serious version. One that up till now I hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting.

‘I run a club here downtown. Why don’t you come join the service staff? I’m sure you can handle it,’ he said while pulling a card from his jacket suit and handing it to me. I quickly stole a glance. Jaden Anderson, director of the ‘Future’ club. So, he wasn’t an amateur. I hope he doesn’t fire me for my rude behavior because the job right now is like heaven’s gate to me. Then again, I must trade carefully. Immediate apology and he will always have power to intimidate me. That kind of power isn’t one I’m willing to share but I still need to look apologetic even though I sincerely don’t mean it.

‘Body still isn’t part of the package,’

‘Didn’t say it was. The job is strictly professional.’

‘I’m not going to apologies for talking casually to you,’

Can tell ‘It’s not in your nature. Do we have a deal?’

‘Deal.’

Okay, report tomorrow at 7pm sharp. Don’t be late,’ Night shoot. Just how I’m I going to get through this. Then again, it’s the job or starvation and I’m not ready to watch another life lost because of starvation especially if I can do something about it. I can do this. I must do this. Besides its high time I become fully independent.

‘Is there a problem?’

‘Not that I know of. I will be there,’ I confirmed, he turned walking towards his car when curiosity got the best of me, ‘Tell me something Jaden…. ahem …...ahem …Mr. if you need extra staff it means its fully packed but how can that be when all the floods have brought is hunger and misery?’

‘The floods don’t affect the rich. Take a good Look around. Yes, there are poor people but billionaires also live here and take a quarter of the population. Isn’t Aden one?’

‘But how can they not help when most people are suffering?’

‘Wealth and selfishness are siblings. Besides it’s their choice. They have a right not to,’ he responded calmly but I could tell he wasn’t happy about it either. ‘Enough chitchat. Do you need a ride home?’

‘No thanks,’ I replied. Damn it. I know I’m going to regret this but it’s too late to take back the words. I should really slap my mouth hard after he leaves. Why doesn’t it listen to my brain instead of the alter ego? Wait a minute, ‘Hey Mr. Jaden, how do you know Aden?’ This can’t be a coincidence can it? How can one just show up at the right place and time? Maybe I’m just overthinking it. Anyway, he is already driving away. I doubt he heard me.

I turned around ready to go home; silently feeling sorry for my feet for the hard work they are about to put forth when I heard him say, ‘Hey Aurora, you can just call me Jaden. Drop the Mr., will you?’ I quickly turned around, but he had already driven off. Coincidence stroked out.