Chapter 19
I stood, now dressed, with a towel in my hand. I stared at the door in silence, and then the door rang again, this time more forcibly than the other.
"Who is it?" I demanded, without moving an inch.
"Open up Mrs. Black, it's the supervisor." he announced
Son of a bitch "sure." I walked over to the door and opened it "sorry, did you miss your way?" I asked in a low tone as I stared at him in disgust.
"Excuse me? Have you lost your manners? I am your supervisor." he retorted.
"Yeah?" I replied with my hands folded alongside my chest "more like the supervisor in charge of the rape gang in the camp."
"Damn, will you keep your voice down." he said in fear, as he turned his head around to see if anyone was listening, slutty bitch,
With the look on his face, I could tell that he was causing me, well, whatever I was too drained of strength to care, "Is there something you want?" I asked hurried
He signed and stared down at me. "On my way here, I saw some strange-looking girls, with blood all over their body, who were they, and what were they doing here? Because I had never seen them in this school,"
I looked at him, calming. "And you are asking me because?"
"Because there came from your direction, Miss. Black." he said annoying
"Seriously, you realize, when you say direction, you are not just talking about my room but this long corridor, which, if I am not mistaken, has close to twenty rooms here. So why the hell I am I the only one been questioned about some imaginary strange girls." I replied him with my fist clutch visibly to him.
"Seriously, you….." he paused and moved his hands over his face with a tired look. "Will it kill you to just say 'I don't know' instead of all that?"
"And why the hell do I need to say that, when you know exactly what the truth is?" for pit's sake "look sir, with all due respect, not that you deserve it. If this is all you have to say, I would like to return to my sleep now."
"Jesus! You are just so ..." he paused, as an annoying chucked left his crook mouth. "Never mind, here," he handed over to me, some item in a bag.
I looked from it to him. "What all that?" I asked without lifting a finger
"Well, since the next two weeks will end the camping, we are returning everything that was seized. So here is your stuff. Check and see if everything is correct"
I took the bag from him and looked inside. It was indeed my stuff, my laptop and some things that were even taken, more like stolen on my behalf. The only thing I needed from them, I already have, which was my phone; the rest are just junk. I handed back to him.
"What? Is there anything missing?" he asked
"No," I moved back inside and turned to him. "I have no use for all those anymore, you can keep it."
"Well, but..."
"Yeah, Yeah....." I said, cutting him off and banging the door to his face.
While I went back to sleep, I could hear him causing from the other end, but it didn't matter, the training was finally ending. I can't wait to return home. "Oh! Boy, I wonder how my re-appearing will shake Vivian. Hahahaha I can't wait to see that."
The Present
A lot of things happen after that, some I remember, and I tried not to remember. Yeah, it wasn't worth remembering. I signed in my thought. I could feel the driver staring at me, but I was too tired to give a shit. My eyes remained close until he said.
"We are here Ma."
I opened my eyes "Oh, thank you," I came out of the car, as he too moved to the both to bring out my luggage "thank you again, I really... what the hell?" I turned around and what the hell, the place I was seeing was far from being my home. I turned to him angrily. "I said, take me to the Black estate, not to the White House. What the hell, man."
He just stared at me, puzzled. "This is the Black estate." he pointed at a sign on the other side of the wall.
I walked over it and yes, it was a sign that read 'THE BLACK ESTATE' just as it did years back "wait, just a minute; are you saying this ... hell, what happened?" the house I had left before traveling was a single house with little or no beauty, I even pondered back then, why papa called it an estate, when it was not even close to being a mansion, we were averagely wealthy but this….. Was over the rooftop, the property staring right at me, was a whole street.
"Sorry ma! If I may, just how long has it been since you visited this place?"
I turned to him, "Well, maybe two to three years ago." I replied truthfully,
"Well, I see why you are surprise, we were too. But the development of the Black estate started just two years, and there is a word outside that Mr. Black is not even done with it." he shook his head and went into his car. "Money speaks a great language." With that, he drove off.
I looked from my single luggage to the empty road. "Seriously, he didn't even offer to help me carry it with him. What happened to being curious about the estate?" good thing I was only having one, like I could get any other, after three years of leaving in agony. I'm glad there was left and thank God that my body went back to normal. With a deep breath, I went over to the gate and pushed it open. Great, it wasn't locked. I walked in.