I was awake earlier than usual, and yeah, I successfully skipped dinner, again. I didn't bother to go out, as I knew I had to face that bastard. I started scrolling through my phone. When it was time, I made my way to get fresh up. After getting fresh, I made my way to the restaurant, and once again I was stopped. "If you don't have breakfast, expect my presence in your restaurant. I don't give a dam about the media or any paparazzi. Trust me." This only made me halt my steps and suppress my bursting because I don't have the energy for any fucking thing. "Once in your life, can't you let go other than bothering me, like seriously? Can't you give me a dam break from you?" "Every word I meant it. Now it's your decision, and breakfast is ready."
Yeah, of course, I gave up; his threat worked. As I took my seat, he joined me for breakfast. I started having the same. It was a long time before I tasted his cooking; he had improved a lot. This was mouthwatering. On the other hand, till now, my skills have not improved, and I am working in a restaurant. How the hell did I survive these many years based on only takeout and David's cooking? Yeah, strange.
Joshua added more to my plate. My mouth was stuffed; I could only stare at him. "Well, you look skinny, so eat more." I felt ashamed. The statement was blunt. This bastard. "I am not; don't fucking call me that." "Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Then you wouldn't argue back." "Hey, fuck off, ok. Don't fucking call me skinny." "I am not teasing or insulting. It's the truth, Gray. Join the gym; rest assured; you will pick up your weight." "Why the heck am I going to listen to you when I am not skinny? Mind your dam business." "Are you not worried?" "Of what?" "If a strong wind blows, how the hell are you going to survive? Have you thought about it?" "Oh, shut up; I fucking mean it." "Well, I will take care of your food intake; can't you take my advice?" "Like hell, I would. Get lost. None have complained till now, especially my customers. "They were after lust, and yeah, why the hell do they care about your body? Maybe they had a sight problem too." "You know if I want to finish this breakfast, take a break from spitting shitty things." "OK, carry on. Think over it." "God, shut the hell up, for fuck's sake." "Gezz, fine, finish your food." By gulping down my food, I stormed out of the flat. This bastard always gets on my nerves.
I made my way to the restaurant. Damn, I had too much, and my stomach was feeling heavy. After reaching the restaurant, I was waiting for David. David was on time; he gave me ingredients, and I started chopping them. He was preparing my breakfast when I stopped him and informed him that I already had. Of course, David was shocked but didn't question me further, which was fucking strange. Strange things are happening these days. Once again, I wanted to point out one fucking bastard, but I was holding back. There was no evidence to back up my acquisition, and it was not going to make any difference. Only draining my energy. 'Skinny' whenever I remember that word, something ignites in me to chop that bastard. I was showing my anger toward vegetables, which resulted in getting different shapes. David started giving me intensive stares, which made me concentrate on veggies and their shapes. David prefers perfection, especially in cooking.
Today, the restaurant was not busy. David took half a day's leave, as he had a plan. After finishing my work, I was resting. My cell started ringing. I checked my phone; it was from an unknown number. I was not giving a dam because most of the calls would be from unknowns, but it was an international number. That only made me pause for a few seconds before attending. "Hi Gray, it's your dad." Automatically, without wasting a second, I disconnected. Nerve of this guy. The cell kept ringing. I guess he was dialing my number back-to-back. I gave up and answered the call.
"Gray, before disconnecting, hear me out. Your mom. She is counting her final days. She is suffering from cancer, and her last wish is to see you and apologize for everything. If she were stable, we would be apologizing in person wherever you were, but she is not able to move. Half of her body is paralyzed. I, I told her it was not a good idea for what we had done to you, but she told me to give it a try. It's her last wish, and I couldn't neglect it. You know how much I love her. I have already booked a flight ticket for you and shared it with you. It's up to you, Gray, whether to fulfill her wish or not. I am not going to force you, but please give it some thought, as it's her last wish. I was going to ask how you are doing, but my questions only agitate your fury toward us. I am sorry for everything, Gray. Please visit her one last time. Goodbye and take care."
The call was disconnected. After what they had done to me, after hearing that she was suffering from cancer, I felt a pang in my heart. Everything was washed away at that instant and replaced by sorrow. I had cursed and was furious, but I never wished for their deaths. What the hell was I supposed to do? Why the hell am I thinking about this? She is fucking dying. I immediately hailed a taxi to my flat. On the way, I checked my cell, and indeed, he had booked the flight ticket for me. After grabbing a few clothes and other necessary items, I was at the airport in no time.
After checking in, I was on the plane. And my thoughts were lingering on Ed's words. Would jealousy have that power where it blindfolds the person's eye? His hatred toward me is acceptable when I get into a relationship with someone. So, there was no value in friendship? I had helped him so many times; yeah, I didn't expect anything in return then. But when he had the chance, he could have tried to return the favor that he had taken from me. It was the time when I needed it the most. Where the hell was he? Why the hell does he need to start over now? And again, his question about Joshua. The risk I was willing to take with Joshua was something that I was not willing to take with anyone. Why? For one person, we try to break every boundary, ignore every expectation and other things, go beyond limits, and do everything that is even impossible, at least to dream too, but the same person ends up betraying us. Why the hell do we indulge everything in the wrong person? Trusting is not a crime; why do we trust the wrong one? Why not the right one? Betrayal hit us so hard that moving on or thinking of any other relationship will be a big no, no. That was the case with me. I will see to it, ending everything with only fucking nothing more or less.
I reached my destination, and it was an island. My dad was waiting for me. He immediately hugged me tightly, and I was thinking of escaping these shitty things. But I end up hugging him back. He was going through so many things, and I could only try to soothe him through these gestures. It was so foreign to me, at least with him. We didn't speak the whole way. After an hour of our ride, the car was parked. I got out of my car. The house was medium, neither big nor small, and in front, we could view the sea. The view was amazing, and I fell in love with this house.
My dad gestured for me to move, and I was following him. As we entered, I started checking the house, and they were doing great. They have utilized five million at their best. I thought of checking everything, but my main preference was my mom. I sat on the couch, and in front of me, my dad took his seat.
I was about to inquire about further details about my mom when I spotted her carrying the tray of juice. Looking intact means looking damn fucking good. I was shocked to see her that way. She placed the tray of juice in front of me and took her seat beside my dad. I was not getting what was going on, so I was expecting some answers. My dad spoke, "Have the juice, Gray; you must be exhausted." "What was going on? She looks fucking fine." "Watch your words, Gray; I will explain everything. Relax, will you?" "Well, I wanted to; trust me, but you guys are not letting me; that's the fucking problem." My mom took her seat beside me and handed me the juice. I was exhausted from running here and there, and for sure, I started to sip the drinks.
Encouraging them to go on. My dad. "Gray, we need money. Whatever we had, we kind of spent, and we left with nothing." "How the hell did you guys spend $5 million in five years? Of course, who is beside you? This woman is expensive, and still, you let her spend everything. After knowing what the hell your situation was, "Gray, don't blame her. If you want to, please blame me. I spoiled her too much." "Of course, yes. Why the hell did you call me overhear by lying? For fuck's sake, what the hell are you guys expecting? My life has not improved; it's fucking the same if you miss any details." "We know Gray, and you can still help us." "How? Are you fucking thinking that I am going to clear your debt, if any, once again? No, never mark my words." "No, Gray, it's not the case. Calm down; I will explain everything." "Who in the right mind calmed down? Are you serious? What the hell are you guys fucking planning this time?" "We will explain everything. Please calm down."
I was fuming; they were up to something. I should have fucking given a thought before coming over here. By saying pathetic words, he trapped me. What the hell was I supposed to do now? I wanted to run from here, and the only question was, would they let me? I gulped down my juice and waited for them to finish whatever they wanted to. Once again, my dad spoke. "Gray, we came across a guy from Dubai. He is a billionaire. He is hunting a new face. You know how they are. We showed your photos to him, and he was impressed and, in an instant, took a liking to you.
That only made me push myself into a state of shock. I was getting where this was going, and my legs started shaking. "He had given us the advance and remaining after taking you with him." "What the hell are you talking about? Taking me fucking where? Are you getting what you are sprouting?" "We know Gray, and we are sorry. We did everything. I even started working, but nothing worked out, and leading a life over here was very costly. This is a small island, but still, we couldn't afford it and soon ran out of everything we had. They are on their way to take you, and we are sorry for everything. Please forgive us." Immediately, I tried to run from this place, but I felt dizzy. The next thing I knew, I collapsed on the ground.