"Don't be afraid to give up the good to go for the great"- John D Rockefeller once wrote. That quote has always been occupying my brain capacity and taking a toll at my perception toward life's personal Limbo I have been casted into.
My life was moderately liveable. I had a roof over my head, I had warm food nearly all the time and I had my lovely occupations which replaced the numbness I experience in my limbic system. What more could I ask for? Or so I hoped. I had an idea that if I could change the mind of the sternest person alive, me. Maybe by doing so life would smile brightly at me in the mornings instead of frown upon my every fiber.
"Frank what the hell did you do to your mother?", Bella shouted while running toward Mrs. Robinson standing above her with her hand covering her mouth while her legs were wobbly appearing to imitate the noodles Mrs. Robinson treated me to once.
She squatted and shakily yet carefully put her two fingers on top of her carotid artery,
" her heartbeat is faint, but it is there, Frank!"
"Hurry up Bella we must leave this town this once!"
"What?- she walked toward me stepping over Mrs. Robinson- Frank I have no money and the money you have saved up from the shit workload isn't nearly enough to get us at least 100km away!"
"Bella I have been planning the day of my escape since the day that I found out I could. I have saved every scrawny penny I had gotten my hands on. Whether it is found, stolen from Mrs. Robinson's dress, it did not matter"
"Frank we have absolutely no bus nor car to take us out of our misery!"
"There is someone Bella. Mr.Louis is a kind man which cared for me whenever he saw me in distress, I did not trust him whatsoever to begin with. However my oh my Bella I told him everything after knowing him for a small while. He felt as if I had finally found a friend even though he is a man in his late 50's he was one of the nicest humans to ever walk this manmade earth of ours. He offered to help me escape, Bella! "
"What about your dad, Franklin?", she walked closer to me causing me to tower over her.
"He is in maximum security Bella. If I would ever get the chance to see him is whem I turn eighteen. Which isn't anytime tomorrow, if I must remind you! We must get out before that woman hunts us down and kills us!"
"How will we reach that taxi driver of yours, Frank?"
"He lives down the street from your farm"
"Are you sure about Mr. Louis?!"
"Yes"
2
Mr.Louis is this old yet extremely lonely neighbor who lives down the street from the Monroe's. The man might appear as a is a pain in the ass, nevertheless never mistake him to be a fraud, he is a lifesaver.
I met him on a horrible rainy Wednesday morning where I could have been caught by Mrs. Robinson if I hadn't run as quick as the rain falling from the sky back to my prison, better known as my barn.
He stopped me in the midst of my tracks. He told me that he was worried about me, which terrified me frankly. He told me that he feared that I would get sick and offered me a ride home in his pickup truck. At first, I did not trust him. Who gets into a car with an unknown stranger on a rainy morning?! Someone stupid! I declined nicely and ran back home, thankfully not getting caught miraculously.
As the next couple of weeks came flying by, he would sit outside his incredibly small and shaky little house with a portion of food for me to eat.
He told me he made me food because he didn't want me to run home with an empty and growly stomach. However this did not mean that I trusted him. I assumed he thought I was a male prostitute, yet my theory turned out to be horribly wrong.
He turned out to be living happily with his small dog and the memories of his wife and young son, Alexander. Alexander had left the farm once his mother died when he was 18. He never returned to his father nor the farm, this incident happened 22 years ago leaving Mr.Louis and his doggy living alone.
Mr.Louis took me in, he took care of me as if I was one of his own and told me that if I ever needed anything, he wouldn't hesitate to help me whatever it might be. He loved me more so when I finally opened up about my depressive life and told him about my plan to leave this horrid town. Once I told him I think he saw a piece of Alexander in me, Alexander is about forty now, his location is unknown to Mr.Louis. Mr.Louis did not hate me for leaving yet he had traumatic memories of when his son had left him, he has a picture hanging in his living room to which he talks to pretending that 18-year-old Alexander is the same Alexander which answers him when he complains about his day.
"Can we trust him?!", she held me from my nape now, while looking deep in my eyes with her glassy and swollen eyes which could burst at any moment.
I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. I could feel her unease breath, breathing heavily as if she had run through a marathon, that had lasted an hour! Her fingernails were digging into my nape and I could not help the small friend in my pants who jumped in response. She looked at me with a quivering lip and eyes full of doubt yet trust.
"My Bella, I would never in my life do anything to hurt you my muse, my darling, my best friend. If there is one person in this world I would hold closer to my chest other than myself, it is you, Bells. You are an irreplaceable diamond that I would never inflict pain upon!"
"Grab your two favorite books and let us leave this instance, Franklin."
"I will, my darling"
"But Frank, what about the rest of the adoptees? Won't they worry?!", she asked while laying her head on my chest while embracing me with her body, mind, and trust.
"They will not worry, they aren't even allowed to stand a meter near my barn. I can guarantee you that they aren't a worry to occupy your magnificent brain with, Bells", I pulled her closer while inhaling the sweet scent of hazelnut and flowers while running my fingers through her locks carefully caressing the love and hope of my life.