Different emotions were dashing through me. Anger, frustration, self pity, hatred and many more that I can't put a name to. This made me depressed and I stood firm on the same spot.
Nostalgia hit me hard as I silently wished my mum was here to make my dad see reasons. I wished she was here to console and encourage me. I missed my mother more at that very moment.
I heard Bella leaving but I couldn't care less. I have seen her talking to her mum on the phone on multiple occasions. The expression of great happiness on her face was similar to that of those kids running and playing in the park with their mums.
No one understands the void I feel in my life. Some think that since I'm a twenty seven years old man, why should I be wailing for my mom's presence? Poor folks think I'm lucky enough to have my dad with me but what they didn't know was that he wasn't there. He literally died with his wife that night and now he wants to take the only thing that keeps me sane from me.
"It has been a while since we saw you at home, Carter. You shouldn't look like that after all this while."
Pamela, the head of all the workers in our mansion said. Pamela was the closest to my mother as she had been working in Dixon's mansion ever since mum and dad got married. She was my nanny and after my mom's death, she meant more than a nanny to me.
"This place isn't home to me. Not anymore."
I said painfully. My mom died in this same house. Dad and I grew apart in this house too. I avoided my home because it became too painful to walk around the corridors. But what can I do? Every part of the house reminds me of my happy childhood with my parents, therefore I couldn't detach myself completely from the mansion. A mansion that soothes the pain inflicted on me by its now cold and empty walls.
"Stop spewing nonsense and get yourself to the shower. You reek of alcohol."
Pamela whacked me on my head.
"Aaahh. That hurts."
I screamed in pain, rubbing my hand on the spot.
She smiled knowingly and said
"Sometimes we might get hurt by the actions of the people we call family but if we check thoroughly, we will discover that the actions were taken out of their love to see us in a better place."
I stared at her confusingly. Was she trying to make me better when she whacked me? Or was she referring to another issue?
"Give it a try and all will be better. Your mum didn't give birth to a loser, did she?"
Pamela added and left, leaving me to my thoughts. After a while, I proceeded to my wing in the mansion to take care of myself and also get some rest. I will be needing all the energy I can accumulate to fight Bella and finally get rid of her.
Yes, I was confused but I couldn't let anyone see that…I need to be my normal self to win this battle and I don't need to compete to kick Bella out of my life. I went to bed that night, hoping desperately to wake up as my normal self, not this emotional wreck I became tonight.
What better way to be me than attending a party. I don't keep many friends and I only party with a selected few…maybe I can call those selected few my friends. There are requirements needed to hold that position in my life.
One, he or she must be exceptionally rich. Like me.
Two. What is the point of being rich if class won't be part of the whole package? Therefore he or she must be classy.
Lastly, he or she must be a party animal…like me…
Money, class and sense of partying.
Lest I forget, he or she must be good looking to crown the three other requirements.
"Hi buddy."
Daniel's voice called out to me. The sound of his voice made me remember that I had dialled his number on my cell phone. I could barely hear him clearly not with the loud music blaring out from my phone along with his voice.
"Hey Dude. You must be having fun without me."
I replied, accusing him of leaving me out of the fun. He defended himself, saying he had called me a million times to inform me about the party but I was unreachable. I gave him a made up excuse for my unavailability.
"If I'm missing out on a Friday night party, I don't want to miss tomorrow's party."
I said and Daniel laughed loudly. He was obviously drunk.
"Come on man….. There is an all day party tomorrow. I will text you the details. I got to go."
Daniel replied sloppily. I could hear him groaning softly probably in response to a kiss from one of his hot chicks. He didn't wait to hear my bye before he ended the call and I closed my eyes, waiting for sleep to engulf me.
Funny how the day was turned against me and all I could think of was a party. I just had to brace myself for the war which would be easy for me. Just like I said earlier, there won't be any competition because I see no reason to compete. Bella would do whatever she could think of but I don't care. Her goody two shoes would never get Lithe Technologies.
Tomorrow is another day for me to showcase myself and own the spotlight. Carter Dixon… California sweetheart.