Night came really fast. I couldn't sleep a bit. I miss Gladi. We agreed on meeting at the Airport but I can't get the refuse the fact that I am going to miss both him and Grandma Olivia. I began to remember what happened three years ago.
*Flashback *
I was in school when I received a text message from an unknown number that my parents have been admitted to the hospital. I was shocked. They were fine before I left for school. What could have happened? Confused, I called my chauffeur to pick me up. The Johansson family were the second richest family in Scotland. I waited patiently for the chauffeur to arrive. We went to the hospital and upon arrival there, I asked the receptionist where my parents were. "Mr. and Mrs. Johansson are in the operation theatre. It's on the 3rd floor."she explained.
I rushed there and patiently waited for the doctor to come out. After waiting for what seemed like hours,the door opened and the doctor came out. I bombarded questions on him
"Doc,how are my parents? What happened to them?Are they okay?"
"Miss, I'm sorry to break it to you. We tried but..."
"What do you mean Doc, no my parents are alright "I said
"We tried our best but we lost them. The accident was a deadly one though. I'm sorry "
No,I didn't want to believe it. My parents can't die. Tears welled up in my eyes as I saw their bodies. They looked almost unrecognisable. What happened?
"Mom,Dad,do you remember those times when we all have a small family time? On such occasions,you will take all the day off just to be with me and Gladi. Do you remember that you promised to stay with us and witness our weddings? Mom,Dad, I'm still young. I'm only 17. How can you leave me alone to cater for Gladi? Why? Why should leave us at this young age?"I asked, tears streaming down my cheeks.
I don't know how long I have been there but suddenly the doctor asked me to leave. When I told Gladilous about it, he also cried. The days that followed were full of consolation from friends and families. My father's brother, Uncle Timothy and his wife and daughter moved in to stay with us. I had a bad feeling about them but I just brushed it off. Unfortunately, after my parents funeral, Uncle Timothy and his wife started to show us their true colours. They treated Gladilous and I as servants. Uncle took over the Johansson business, built by my parents and on one rainy afternoon ,threw us out of the house. We had no where to go. No friend to turn to annoying house to stay in. Gladilous and I roamed the streets until we met Grandma Olivia.
The day we met her, she was coming from the market with lots of stuffs. She seemed to need help. So Gladilous and I decided to help her. We took the stuffs from her and helped her to her house. She thanked us and even asked who our parents were. I narrated everything to her and as kind as she was, took us in. She helped me secured a job in one of the Comic industries and catered for both Gladilous and I till I bought a home.