Fallen Angel
Chapter 5
The day came. The day that felt like it was redemption day. The day that hopefully brought scarce rapture. The day I finally meet the topic of my brooding and rumination. The day I get to meet Stacey.
Stacey was the name of the lady from the resort. We arranged that we were going to meet at her house by 7 pm for dinner.
I took a good observation of my wardrobe and chose to put on a crew neck sweater and a pair of jean trousers. As much as I didn't like fashion, I hated skinny jeans, they seem to portray less of someone's inner self.
I took a cab and informed the driver about the address given to me by Stacey.
Shortly, the cab squeaked to a halt at my destination and I paid him.
I alighted from the car and gawked at the beauty of the building in front of me.
It had huge gates which point that an elite owns the house. It was professionally erected and had a nice painting.
I was still admiring the beauty of the building and wondered how much money was put into this.
"Are you mister el-el tor-el kade?" A young Asian woman asked stuttering because of the inhuman nature of my name.
"Yes I am" I answered confidently
"You may go in sir" she gestured nicely and I proceeded into the building.
We entered the elevator and I guessed we went to the 10th floor.
After exiting the elevator, there I met Stacey putting on a very admirable attire and talking to a man who I presume was a waif. Her countenance was so ravishing and beautiful. The redness of her gown brought chills to my body. The nothingness of ugliness was rampant in her outfit.
She immediately noticed my presence and ran towards me in haste.
"Oh, you made it," she said hugging me
"Have a sit" she ushered and we both sat opposite each other at the table.
I sat a bit nervous, observing the room we were in.
It had good interior designs and looks like a bar.
The flashing lights of different colors were giving me a pleasant feeling.
"You like this place?" Stacey asked with a smile noticing my endless gaping.
"Yes, I do" I simply replied.
Then, another lady putting in black chef attire came with a silver tray in her hand containing food.
She served the food on our table and left. We both opened the food at the same time and started eating. The dish was so mouthwatering and sumptuous.
The foods on the table were all American dishes.
I never really had a favorite dish but these chefs are making me wanna choose.
"So tell me about you" Stacey blurted out and dropped her cutleries.
"Uhm, I'm Hermit or you can call me Kad," I said uneasily
"Hmm, I guess I knew that already"
I kept mute hoping she would drop this uneasy conversation.
But what's the point of a meeting, it's to converse! then why I'm I finding it so difficult?
"What kind of movies do you like?" She asked purposefully
"Uhm, action movies" I replied even though I wanted to say anime but I felt it would be too embarrassing.
"That's nice," she said and picked up her phone.
"Yep, there's an action movie that's gonna be shown in the cinema at the city's metropolis" she announced
"Uhm, do you like Keanu Reeves?" She asked
"Of course!" I said with confidence, regardless that I haven't heard the name before.
"Then you wouldn't want to miss this one"
We finished the meal and went straight to the cinema.
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The movie was an interesting one.
"But not as interesting as my anime," I thought unapologetically.
Soon, we were out of the cinema and Stacey just wouldn't stop talking about how weird I am.
"So you can't even eat popcorn and concentrate on the movie" she jeered playfully
"You can't serve two masters at the same time" I defended myself and we both laughed gleefully.
Then, I noticed she had her hand in mine, I loved the feeling.
The evening was surreal and looked as if it was dark already, and I felt troubled because I never told anyone about my whereabouts and hope it won't culminate in a problem. But the relieving voice of Stacey was a blessing at that moment.
"I hope you had a great day?" She asked as we treaded slowly along the way.
"Of course I did, what about you?"
"Merely seeing you makes my day" she flattered and I grinned.
Not long after that, her chauffeur arrived and took us to her abode.
We got there in 25 minutes, as the driver was a skilled one and handled the wheels professionally.
As soon as we alighted at the parking lot, we met a guy who seem like he was on an appointment.
"Hey, Stacey baby, where have you been?" he asked sounding like a pretender. He advanced towards Stacey for a hug but Stacey pushed him immediately.
I couldn't think of anything other than calming Stacey down even though I don't know the guy.
"Calm down Stacey," I said
"He's the Bryan" she blurted out
What?!. Bryan was the guy Stacey told me cheated on her and here he was trying to be a softhearted Messiah.
"So you are now moving with other guys huh?" He taunted
"You started this!" Stacey retorted
"What kind of a commoner is this?" He sneered at me and I felt embarrassed.
"Don't call him a commoner !" Stacey defended evasively
"What if I do? what are you gonna do? I guess tell your mum to cancel the contract " he said proudly
At that point, I could no longer understand what was going on.
Before I knew it I felt a little fist on my face and I didn't flinch at all.
I turned my face towards Bryan, visibly annoyed.
"What you gonna do commoner"
"Bryan!!" Stacey cried trying to fight for me.
I no longer hesitated and decide to retaliate.
I gave him a hard blow on his jaw.
He fell to the ground immediately, placing his hand on his jaw.
"What have you done" Stacey cried ruefully
"I fought for myself" I answered stupidly
"Do you know who he is? his family would kill you"
I felt embarrassed and bowed my head to the ground as if it was the cause of my unfortunate predicament.
Rushing in were the parents of Stacey. Probably, one of the house workers had reported the scene.
"Oh my God, my Bryan" Stacey's mom sympathized soothing his jaw.
"He was trying to kill me until Stacey arrived, he's a murderer" Bryan lied struggling to mutter.
"Young man, I would get you arrested now" Stacey's father yelled in horror which sent streams of fear to my limbs.
In a frantic movement, I ran out of the building and straight to Mrs. Becky's apartment.
I don't know why I even decided to talk to her at the resort in the first place.
My profound rapture has turned into my unending misery.
What if Stacey's father had a way to track me? What if Bryan lied that I was an assassin? What if I was charged to court and sent to prison for attempted murder? These were the questions going through my mind as I knocked on the door of Mrs. Becky's house.
"Who's there?" I heard Naomi asked from inside.
"It's Hermit" I replied
She opened the door and did not comment at all. The house was quiet as everyone ought to have slept off by now.
I got in, entered my room, and droop into my bed. I kept on brooding on my ordeal and how things would be.
It was a very nasty day but I must say it was worth it.
I tried calling Stacey but she wouldn't pick up. My mind was easing up a bit and I thought what Stacey's dad said was an empty threat, perhaps he said it just to pacify Bryan. I wonder what they love in him.
Things were about to change to normal before the thought of Mephistopheles and Leviathan popped up.