The Contract
Luciana's POV
I step on the pedal accelerating the speed to my home, that's apparently the only name I can call it.
I blink continously trying to clear my vision that has been blurred by tears. I wipe my tears steadily, conscious I am on the road. Memories fleet pass my mind and a bitter smile creeps up its way to my lips.
His smile whenever he saw me,the days he ran his hand down my spine, the days we walked together.
"I love you,Luciana." Those word echo in my head. I shut my eyes tightly shaking my head wishing all of the memories would just wash away. I pull the gear to park. I unbuckle my seatbelt as fast as I can. My chest feels too tight to hold it in. I open the car door and I immediately open my mouth wide to take as much air as I can. The water in the car thankfully is filled to the brim. I open it quickly and I gulp it down, all of it. I stay there panting in the car alone as I have always been. Alone.
I close my eyes, rest my head on the car seat and take a long deep breath. I open my eyes after a while feeling less constricted.
I close my car door back and I continue the journey.
"You seem to be the slut here, you know?" I hear Richard's voice echo in my head.
An ear splitting headache hits me so hard, I tighten my grip on the steering wheel reminding myself that I can't stop here. The earlier I get home, the better for me. I really need space to clear my head, everything seems dazy.
I hold my head in my hands, my shoulders on the steering, everything seems blurry and my head almost wants to split into two. I hear a loud horn but my mind seems to be somewhere else. The horn sounds again, even louder than before. I lift my head angrily only to see a car coming towards me fast.
"Fuck."
Quickly, I place my hands on the steering despite the headache that threatens to split my head into two places. I drive to the left trying my best to avoid the car.
We both slide narrowly pass each other.
I hit the traffic light and my airbag pumps up, suffocating me and strengthening the pain of my headache. I open the car door and wait for the airbag to deflate. The airbag deflates and I come down laughing at myself. My car is bashed inside. The left light is completely shattered, the plate number is hanging down on one nail, I can see the other nail on the roadside, I am just too weak to go pick it up. I look back at the road and the other driver is gone. I hop back into my damaged car and I kickstart it. I can see eyes trail my car wondering who the owner of the car is, but that has completely nothing to do with me. After a long tiring drive, I finally arrive at the front of my gates. I horn resting my head on my car seat preparing for the torture that awaits me behind those gates. I can see cars that do not belong to us but I am way too tired to inquire about anymore. I wait for the security guard to open the gates and I drive in. I park at the empty space and the other nail holding the plate number falls off. I stare at it and I keep moving.
"Thank you so much." I hear voices in the living room, immediately I take a detour to the back. I am currently not in the mood to entertain any one guest,stranger,friend or even family. I really just want to be on my own right now. I throw my heels the moment I step my feet in the kitchen. My leg has long awaited the relief.
I walk up the staircase leading to my room, the voices still echoing in the background. At the footstep of my door, I see an envelope neatly thrown. I use my heels to kick the letter away. I fling my bags straight to my bed. I slide down on my door, a slight pain in my chest. The shadow of the envelope penetrates my door. I am so tired, I do not want to open the letter,but who knows it might just be a letter from Richard apologizing for all he did. I open the door quickly, grabbing it with joy,hope blooming in my heart. I shred the envelope holding the letter with happiness, I open it, my eyes scan the letter as I wipe my tears away.
The first thing that grabs my attention is the title marriage. I read lower, I am beginning to find my happiness again when I read lower and I see a name. It has no resemblance to Jack's name, my happiness deflates just like the airbag previously. To worsen situations, I see below everyone has signed the letter, all except me. I stare at the letter completely at a loss on what to do. A marriage contract to a man about whom I have absolutely no idea about right after taking a bitter bill of heartbreak was not how I saw my door going. I fling the paper on my desk and I slide down my door again. If only Regina was here, everything will be fine. Somehow, Regina would make things better. Remembering Regina brings another set of bitter memories to me. My phone rings and I have to shut my eyes to pick up the call, I am already tired of this bad day.
"Miss Luciana, this is Doc. Regina is on her deathbed and if you can't complete her payment, I am sorry but we are going to lose her." Goosebumps appear all over my body.
"No,no,n-" I stand up hurriedly and I sign the paper not paying meaning to the fact that I had sealed a life agreement with someone I had no idea who he was. I see the message of an alert on my phone and immediately I hurry to the hospital.