Ch-7
Luciana started driving towards her home. She passed through high buildings, roads, companies, restaurants, churches, and many others. Along with them was a play school.
Luciana thought about sitting in the park which was in front of the play school for a while. She doesn't know what to do. After all, she was free.
Entering the park, she found herself an empty bench and settled in it. Taking out a drink, she was about to drink it. Her eyes fell on a woman giving pamphlets to everyone passing through her side. She could see the sweat trickling down from her forehead as she worked hard. Luciana looked at the drink in her hand. Offering it wouldn't bring any harm to her.
Walking to her with the drink, "Isn't it a hard day?" Luciana asked with a kind smile.
"Yeah…Every day is hard but keeping the consistency of work is the hardest. I am supposed to give away all these fliers to everyone before the day ends," the woman said with a tired smile, not even understanding why she was rambling her worries to a stranger.
"Well, I can help you by taking one. You can have this," Luciana said before walking away with the flier.
She didn't wait for the woman to reject her drink. She just shoved the drink in her hands and walked away.
Even Luciana did odd jobs like distributing fliers, to just have one meal in a day. She wasn't pitying that woman but herself, who was once her or maybe who will be her again all over.
People do everything to have a better life or to have some food. We humans need three things to live in any situation. Those are food, roof, and clothes. When we have these things we look for luxury. Oh, wait… after corona, we got to add another thing. We need food, clothes, a roof, and health. After we have these we want other luxuries.
The woman looked around for Luciana to atleast thank her. But before the woman could thank her, Luciana was just out of her sight. She genuinely thanked Luciana in her heart, she really needs a drink during this tiring period. Not everyone is kind. Everything wasn't free here.
Seeing the woman distributing fliers, Luciana couldn't stay there anymore. She had some beers in her stock. Maybe she shall just drink it along with her friend returning home.
Luciana could see a few parents playing with their children. Even she played with her parents in her childhood, in fact, three months ago too.
But then she was just cast out of the house. These scenes burned her eyes. She could no longer stay in the park. Maybe this was the reason the park was built just beside the school, so parents can have their family time while taking their children out. Even if children run away from school they will come only here to play. She didn't even look at the flier in her hand, she kept it in the paper bag which contained food, and drove away.
Today has been hectic for her. Maybe she should sleep along with her friend.
Aye!
Dragging her body to her house. She changed her dress into a comfy oversized tank top and shorts. Tying her hair into a bun she lay on her bed switching on the fan.
She started analyzing the things that happened in the morning.
The Accident.
The accident itself reminded that mannerless guy.
Uff… that arrogant jerk. She cursed feeling annoyed at the memory of him.
But in fact, it was their fault in the accident and not his. He got every right to be angry at them but they just put on an act and made him feel embarrassed.
She was sure he wouldn't pay for anything but for some reason, he paid all the bills and even got the same company bike Evelynn was using but the current model. She liked it. In fact, Luciana was prepared to apologize to him, but his and his driver's attitude made her hell mad.
Hopefully, she won't meet him anytime in her life ever again. She even did a small prayer that she shouldn't meet him to God.
Then her thoughts went to the cafe. In her fight with Mr. Johnson, she didn't stay there long.
She knew Mr. Johnson was afraid of his wife. But she wasn't sure if Mrs.Johnson knew about him or not. If she knew about him and still was silent, then the result would be negative to Luciana's expectations. But if it's a positive result, Luciana won't need to enjoy his misery, she will just make sure to make him feel low and that's enough.
Even if the result comes negative, his wife by now will have a seed of doubt. His life would be turned to hell with constant reminders of her tortures and treatment. Anyhow his wife was a most pitiful person here.
She also remembered seeing the same kid, whom she met in the accident saw at the cafe, as she was leaving. Did that mean the arrogant man, back from the accident, was there too?
Maybe or Maybe not.
Forget it. It doesn't matter.
She forced herself as she lifted her hand and tried to keep it on her stomach but the wounded part of her hand around the elbow made contact with her tummy, making her wince in pain. That reminded her… she can't take alcohol till she has completely recovered.
Fuck her life man.
She took the food bag and decided to go to Evelynn's room.
As if Evelynn knew she was about to call her, she knocked on her door.