Chapter Two
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Jake and Sasha sprang apart as Daisy spoke. Sasha dusted her clothes while Jake looked like a deer caught in headlights.
He suddenly rushed towards Daisy. "Babe, it's not what it looks like!" he said.
Really? Daisy thought. That was the line he was going for, "not what it looks like"?
Daisy felt broken but she managed to respond. "Okay," Daisy said. "What's going on that I don't understand? Please explain. I'm all ears."
"Hmm... the thing is, Sasha was... yes, that's it... She was feeling dizzy, and I was trying to help her not to... hmm... not to fall down because she's your sister, right?" He said, smiling nervously.
"With your tongue in her mouth? Really, Jake?" Daisy said, disappointed. She looked at Sasha, who had a proud look on her face, probably because she knew there was nothing Daisy could do.
Sasha moved closer to Daisy and held her hand, faking a pitiful expression.
"Sis, I'm sorry. What you saw is true, but we didn't mean to hurt you. It's just that Jake doesn't love you anymore. He loves me, but we were afraid to tell you. We didn't want to break your heart," she said pitifully.
Daisy smiled and looked at them both. She was falling apart inside, but she couldn't let that show on her face. She would leave with her dignity.
"Oh, is that so? You weren't waiting for the money I promised you, Jake?" Daisy asked, looking at Jake.
The blood drained from his face, and then suddenly he transformed.
"So what? Don't I deserve it? We've been dating since when? Two years! Yet you've never allowed me more than a kiss and holding your hands. I got tired of you, so what?"
Daisy blinked her eyes rapidly to stop the tears from falling. Had she made a mistake by not sleeping with him? She just wasn't comfortable yet and didn't want to rush.
It seemed she had made the right choice, though. If he got tired of her even with how much she loved and cared for him, nothing else would have been enough.
Daisy smiled bitterly. "That's fine. The two of you deserve each other. Sasha always did like to take my things." Daisy looked at Sasha with a wicked grin. "Sister, you can have my leftovers. Let's hope he won't get tired of you as well, hmm?"
Daisy watched in anticipation as Sasha trembled with anger. Finally, she lashed out and tried to hit Daisy. Daisy dodged her and stepped to the side.
"You b***h! How dare you? I will kill you, you ugly b***h!" Sasha shouted, her veins throbbing with anger.
Daisy's inferiority complex rared up it's ugly head. She had truly never felt beautiful, maybe that was why people abandoned her, Sasha was cute and always had attention while daisy would fade into the background.
Daisy turned to Jake with unshed tears in her eyes. "How could you Jake? cheating on me with my sister? You couldn't find anyone else?" she asked.
Jake paled in anger. "Stop trying to make us pity you, b***h. I got tired of you and fell in love with someone else who is way better than you. She just happened to be your sister, and I see why you are the bastard child. You're not even up to standard," he said hatefully.
The words crushed Daisy inside, but she maintained a strong facade. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
Daisy saw Sasha smiling in pride and hugging him closer as if to mark her territory.
"I'm not the cheater, Jake. You shouldn't even talk about standards. You obviously have none at all," Daisy said, looking at Sasha and walking away.
Sasha moved to pull Daisy back, but Jake held her.
"Don't mind her, baby. She's just bitter," he said loudly, smiling.
Daisy knew the words were for her to hear, but she wouldn't break down. At least not yet.
...
Daisy took a day off from work after explaining to the manager that she wasn't feeling well. She had a good track record, so the manager allowed it.
Daisy looked at the grey sky as she walked. It was spring already; the flowers were in full bloom, and the air was fresh. Everywhere looked happy. Couples passed by her smiling, little children with their parents—everything around reminded her of what she didn't have.
No mother, her father didn't love her, and now she had no boyfriend either. She felt lonely. She felt so empty. What was it like to be loved and pampered? She might never know.
As she walked on, she heard some noise a short distance in front of her. She looked and saw a bunch of teenage kids laughing at something.
She moved closer to see what was happening. She had thought they were bullying their classmate—she had also been bullied a lot in high school—but it wasn't. It was an old woman?
"Get away from me, you little brats! Your parents didn't teach you good manners?" the old woman shouted.
"You started it, old woman! Give us back our phone!" A young boy, who seemed to be the leader of the little group, said, trying to grab the old woman's hand.
The old woman laughed and waved the phone in front of the kids as if she was going to drop it.
The kids ran towards her to prevent her from dropping the phone. As they tried to reach for it, one of the kids pushed the old woman, and she fell.
They scrambled back, and Daisy ran towards the scene and helped the old woman up.
"What are you children doing to an elderly person?" Daisy said angrily. "Don't you have any manners?"
They all had guilty looks on their faces, but their leader tried to justify them.
"She started it! We were just on our own, and she snatched the phone from us," he said desperately.
Daisy frowned. "And that justifies hurting someone old enough to be your grandmother?" she asked.
The shame was visible on their faces, and Daisy saw that they felt bad.
"And what should you say now to the elder?" she asked, lifting her eyebrows.
They looked at each other and seemed to come to an agreement.
"We are very sorry, Ma'am," they chorused with a bow of their heads.
Daisy smiled and looked at the old woman, who also smiled at them.
"It's all right, but you should stop watching what you were watching a while ago. It's not good for your minds at such a young age," the old woman said, advising them.
They blushed, and Daisy could imagine what they had been watching.
"It's alright. You can go now," Daisy said.
They scrambled off, picking up their bags and running after each other. Daisy smiled and looked at the old woman.
"Are you okay, Ma'am? Were you hurt?" Daisy asked, concerned, looking the old woman over. The old woman reminded Daisy of her own grandmother.
"I'm fine, my dear. Thank you. I just don't know how to mind my business," the old woman said cheerfully. "It's why my grandson won't let me out of the house. I sneaked out," the old woman said quietly, covering her mouth.
Daisy smiled again; the woman was funny. As Daisy looked at the old woman, she wished her own grandmother was around to comfort her.
Her grandmother was the only one who had loved her, but her sickness had left her weak and asleep most of the time, and when she was awake, she barely recognized anyone.
Daisy started to cry. She couldn't understand why she was breaking down now, in front of the nice old lady.
The old woman seemed to understand and sat her down on the nearby bench, patting her back and telling her everything would be fine. That just made Daisy cry louder. She was embarrassed, but it felt so good to be comforted.
After some minutes, she calmed down. "I'm so sorry, Ma'am. I'm sure you think I'm weird," Daisy said, embarrassed.
"Oh, you're handling it well. When I was younger and needed to cry like that, I would sit behind the street and wail. They once called the police on me," the old woman said with a serious face.
Daisy burst out laughing, her laugh turning hysterical. She didn't understand how the old woman was doing it, but she felt so much better.
The old woman smiled as well. "Everything will be alright, my dear," she said lovingly.
"Thank you, Ma'am," Daisy said gratefully.
"Oh, call me Grandma!" the old woman exclaimed cheerfully. "Ma'am makes me look old."
Daisy laughed again and replied, "Okay, Grandma."
"What's your name, dear?" the old woman asked.
"My name is Daisy, Grandma," Daisy replied.
The old woman's face lit up. "Oh, that's a beautiful name, my favorite flower!"
Daisy looked at the time and was shocked. It had been that long already; she needed to leave for her waitress job now.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Grandma, but I have to leave. I have a part-time job to get to," she said sadly.
"That's fine, my dear, but please give me your number so I can call you when I need someone to talk to. You are such delightful company," the woman said.
Daisy smiled and gave the number without hesitation. She waved goodbye to the old woman and ran off.
Daisy didn't notice, but while she sat with the old woman, there was a car some distance away, and the person inside had been watching her.
- Writer
