Miss Celestine quickly hugged me and walked away without looking back. I wiped my tears as I watched her walk away.
This time facing the reality that I will be left alone with the arrogant boss of us.
"You're having a lot of dramas there. It's time to come here and be familiarized with my medication schedules."
I heard him. Yes, he was already instructing me to begin my work. I shrugged the idea of pitying myself, then walked upstairs where he was seated on his wheelchair staring at me. His eyes were too sharp looking at the prey.
This is the reality and I have to accept it.
When I was already standing in front of him, I waited for another instruction.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you push me towards my bedroom?" He nailed it again this time. This man is the cruelest I've ever met in my entire life. Not to mention my father who sold me, of course, he was the very reason why I'm here right now!
"I am sorry, Sir. It is just that I am not familiar with the things that I need to do. I was actually waiting for your next instruction." I said with respect, then slowly pushed his wheelchair towards his bedroom.
When we were already there, he pointed at the medicine box on the top of his bedside table. I walked slowly approaching the table and took the medicine box, then walked backwards towards him.
"Why can't you face me? Are you scared of me?"
Gosh, I didn't expect him to be this strict. Shouldn't he ask himself as to why I don't want to face him? Even if I wanted to disagree and argue with him, of course I know that I do not have the right. I cleared my throat and forced a fake smile before I turned around to face him.
"Here please show me how to do this." I said while staring at him, eye for an eye. This time I shouldn't be scared of him. Besides, he needs my service, obviously. I don't know what kind of mood swings he has, but I will try my best to bear with it as it is my duty. If I won't be able to hold it, then I think it would be easier to run away again as I did earlier from my buyer.
It took him three minutes to teach me everything that I must do before he finally let me go.
"You may leave. Take that mobile phone on top of the drawer. Take it wherever you go, because I will call you if I need you."
"Yes, Sir." I walked towards the drawer and took the mobile phone box. I was actually surprised to see that it was the latest model of the well-known brand of mobile phones. But I quickly retrieved the surprise thing because I don't want to be too obvious. It is just right for him to provide the latest mobile model to me because he just mentioned my lousy fashion, right?
Good thing that I took the luggage from the house of the Big Boss which contains brand new and signatured clothes, it will help me in my day-to-day appearance in front of my arrogant boss.
When I was already by the door, I had to turn around to close it. If I could only pull it backwards, then I should have done it, but I was scared to be corrected again so I did it the proper way, but I flushed when I caught him staring at me the moment I faced him.
I could feel that my face was feeling hot. Although I know that he has to keep an eye on me because I am his new caregiver, it still feels different.
So not add up my embarrassment. I quickly pulled the knob and closed the door, then walked as fast as I could towards my bedroom. I would go and check the mobile phone that he gave me as well as do some research on how to care for a lame, arrogant CEO!
Since I ran away from home, I didn't turn on my old mobile phone. It is my way of avoiding my family as well as the big boss. Who knows if they tracked my mobile phone?
I am not sure of what is happening between the big boss and my family right now, but I think I do not have the time to care about it anymore. I am so done with them. They have already made me feel that I am worthless, made me feel and see that my younger sister is more important and precious to them.
If ever the big boss gets angry and retrieves the money that they sold me for, then they are obliged to give it back. Not unless they spent it somewhere. As long as I recall, the enrollment for the university is yet to come, so for sure they still have the money.
Ah! I don't have to worry about them.
I took the pillow and covered my mouth before I screamed on the top of my lungs. It was the only way for me to release the tension that I am feeling in my heart. I felt so betrayed by my own parents. So unwanted. I am just an easy pull weed for them.
It made me wonder how parents give birth to their children when in the end they will only mistreat them. These are the realities that a lot of children are facing. Parents make their children their investments as well as insurance.
Although I know that I as a child is obliged to help my parents when I am able, it doesn't mean that they have to sell me just to give their other child a comfortable life. They should be the ones working their butts off to give their children a comfortable life and not to the expense of one for the other.
I do not hold any grudge against my younger sister, honestly. I love and care for her, but I couldn't stand the fact that I was told by my parents to a stranger just to give her the life that she wanted. I believe, and I do hope that she understands my decision to run away.
I will not forgive myself if something bad happens to her because of me betraying the contract that our parents made to the big boss. She is too young to be taken as a replacement for me. I pray that it will not happen, but if it will, I don't know, but I will never forgive myself.
One of these days I will find time to sneak peek at our house to check on her. Things may change if I see that she's going to be forced to replace me if there will be no other way for my parents to return the money back to the big boss.
I cried a lot, really. This time I am crying for myself. This will be my last tears for my parents. From now on, I should be tough and strong for myself. Running away from home means I must be independent in everything and there is no turning back.
With the contract that I signed with my employer here, I must face it, whatever the consequences may be. I chose to run away, so I must live with it.
Not long after I wiped my final tears, the mobile phone that Sir gave me rang.
I found out about his name when I read the contact information, it says 'Elu', real name, or nickname? I don't know, but maybe that's how to call him, Sir Elu.
I quickly slid to answer it before I upset him.
"Sir?"
"Quickly and come to my room…. Ah…!" After that our call ended. I am not sure, but I think I heard him hurt so I stood up and ran towards his bedroom.
"Sir, are you OK?" I approached him as fast as I could, although I don't know what to do because the picture that I am seeing right now is a man in deep pain. He is hurting somewhere that I don't know, and I can't even figure out how to help him. Suddenly, I felt scared. I cannot gauge the urgency of the matter if I must call 911 or not. However, it was my last resort, so I reached for the mobile phone that he gave me in my back pocket and was about to dial 911 when he grabbed my arm.
"Get my pain reliever in that medicine box! How could you forget a very simple instruction?!"
Well, he's got the time to yell at me when he is in that kind of situation which means he doesn't need 911. Because of fear, I ran towards the box and took the pain reliever that he showed me, took a bottle of water from the personal refrigerator and ran towards him. I took a seat behind him and helped him raise his head so that he could drink his medicine.
I was already shaking in fear, damn it!