I walked to my room and sat dejectedly on my bed. I can't stop thinking about what Sébastien has said about me and uncle Luke.
I am sure his mother had fed him with those lies, that he believed them is way beyond my reasoning, is he that messed up?
My stomach rumbled, and I remembered I had not eaten in a while. I doubt if anyone will allow me to eat in this house till uncle Luke returns.
I stood up and walked to my night drawer, I just remembered the money my uncle gave me. It was as if he saw this coming.
If I did not know of this journey from work and how important it is for his company; I would have said he had all this planned, but I knew better.
I dragged out the drawer and brought out the envelope he gave me yesterday, I carefully brought out five hundred.
I knew it is too small to buy what I wanted to eat but I knew I have to be careful of the way I spend my money my uncle can be gone for a long time.
Now there is something about me I didn't share with you before now, I am a very fair skin girl though a bit dark now that I do not take care of my skin.
My dad is from South Africa while my mum is from the Benin Republic, they both met in a country called Nigeria and while my dad settled in quickly and build his empire,
My Mom, on the other hand, had problems with immigration, and settling in this part of the world was ridiculously cumbersome.
I overheard my mom saying her dad had something to do with her being denied a permanent stay, the reasons elude me till today.
To think of it I may get my answers when I talked to the agent uncle Luke asked me to talk to, I will just have to give it a shot.
Back to me, so I went to every expensive school here in this country my parent could think of and tried to fit in.
Ever wondered why I had to change school? that is because the instant I complain of a teacher or a school, the school is changed.
The press won't let me be so I got lots of unnecessary attention that led me to growing up being a snub.
I refused to keep friends because I know all they wanted from me was my money, they did nothing to hide it from me.
I bet you will say they are very nasty, that was what led to my move from school to school.
After my parent's death I couldn't stand the pity look on their faces nor the gossip that went on behind my back, so I shot people out completely, I became unreachable to all.
I tuck the envelope back into the drawer stood up and straighten my dress, I need to eat, I thought to myself.
The food I took to the crazy witch was misplaced in the fight with the hospital security.
I open my door and walked out of my room.
I walked into the sitting room and my heartbeat accelerated, there he is, sitting on the dining chair with a girl on his lap.
His hand were all over her, she was mourning so horrifyingly that I thought she must have a major throat problem, don't mind my usual exaggeration, that with me it is a natural reoccurrence.
I have not seen the girl before; so I walked on doing my best to ignore her and him, but then he can't let my movement sly so he said.
"There goes the cheap hoe," he said and I just ignore him. "What do you hope to get from him? His will? I promise you will get nothing; because all these belong to me."
Still I chose not to answer but stopped to look at him properly, I am hundred per cent sure this guy is not my cousin by blood.
He is very light like me; though his mum and dad are very dark, I took my skin colour from my dad.
He looks nothing like my uncle, his nose is long and pointed and his mouth is a straight line, the sure opposite in my uncle.
He looks more like a very tanned American, to cap it all his behaviour and reasoning is nothing like my uncle. He is just not trained well, to belong to any ethnicity.
"I am not sure you are my uncle's son," I said finally as I turn to make exist but what he said next shocked me.
"So you are just figuring it out, you must be as dumb as your uncle, who thinks I am an albino." I stayed rooted to the floor with my mouth wide open.
"Darling let's move this party to my room, I want some banging, let's leave this fool to herself," he said guiding the lady off his laps with his hand.
I stood rooted, did my uncle know this and say nothing? is my uncle impotent, what is going on here, will someone tell me and put me out of my mystery?
He stood up looked at me darkly then walked out of the room with the lady tolling behind him. arrogant son of a bitch. I walked to the sofa nearest to me and sank in.
I search through my things for the number of the agent my uncle gave me; some few days after Sébastien dropped his deadly news on me.
I couldn't find it, I searched for a long time but couldn't find it, then my mind went back to the day he gave it to me.
Everything going on the my uncles house became clearer to me. I now understand his son's behaviour but I could not excuse him, so I decided to stay out of his way at all cause.
I guess I was just deceiving myself because the next day his mum returned and insisted I eat breakfast on the dining table.
No more eating in your room and beading rats in there she said. so the house help now has the job of calling me once the food is served. You will think they care about me.
It became clear I had lost the number in my rush to get my uncle the help he needed so I just have to wait for him to return from the hospital, or it could be in his room
So I made a mental note to steal into my uncle's room later and check around praying they have not to tidy up lose paper
I wonder how my uncle is faring, I tried to get any news about him from his wife and son but all I get is mind your business, so I stopped trying.
I heard a knock on my door and I turned around to answer and I saw the housekeeper pop in her head, with disdain on her face which; I returned immediately.
"Yes what do you want?" I asked not bothering with pleasantries, she sent me a disapproving look and I just struggled her off. who did she think she, is my mother?
"You are wanted at the table," she said and turned to leave, but I stopped her by placing my hands on her shoulders.
Then with a very controlled angry voice, I said "Next time you are been sent to my room drop the attitude at the sitting door." she looks shocked, then I added "Do I make myself clear"
She shuddered and nodded vigorously they scrambled out of my room. Good, there is to a level what I can take I told myself smiling.
I then shuddered when I think of what the witch and her son will do to me when this gets to them, I quickly planned a defence, lies I know, but I am in a tight corner here
I quickly made myself decent and leave my room for the dining room, the instant I entered I discovered we had company.
Emperor Sabastine's friend was sitting closes to the witch, you will wonder why I called her that, and why I decided not to talk about all the evil she and her son had done to me.
That is because I want to forget it ever happened. I know you will say I am in self denier, but can you give me a better way to handle this mess.
So Emperor is sitting close to the witch; with her son sitting at the far end, so I sat not closed to any of them on the long dining table
So the seductress finally decides to grace us with her presence" that was the witch talking, I looked at her sharply.
"No mum that is according her too much grace she so lacked." I looked from Mom to son, this two will never live me alone, I do not know what their problem is.
"You mean the cheap booty call." something in me snapped and I found myself responding