Chapter 1 - Christmas Is Back
Christmas is tomorrow; it is a holiday and a magnificent day to occupy in joy with the loved ones but for me, the day I can't wait to end.
Eight years ago, I came to this country to start a new beginning of my life. I was 16 years old back then, the glorious time for teenagers but me, that was the hardest time.
I was an average student with many daydreams, but my loved ones destroyed those with their bare hands.
I used to think the family was everything to a person, but that incident broke me completely. An accusation that endured everything from me.
"Savannah, are you listening?"
I looked up and saw my boss standing right in front of me. I stood up; "Huh! Yes, sorry. What were you saying? I was thinking about something."
"Savannah, are you okay? You seemed lost in your world," he asked.
I am been working for him for the last two years. He was my senior back in high school as well as an excellent friend. The sole person who knows everything about me (well currently for sure).
"Yeah, absolutely! The deadline is coming soon, so I was thinking; I will come tomorrow to complete the sketches.", I didn't want to disturb him with my problems right now.
"I know the deadline is coming soon, but work is practically accomplished; you don't need to come tomorrow. Take some rest. I know why you don't want to stay at home."
"I...I just.", he cut me off; "You can't stay isolated from everyone.
I associate with you for seven years; Savannah, doesn't think I don't know that you feel lonely, but because of the past incident, you don't want to connect with others in life." he stated.
"Don't worry! I will be okay; moreover, Alex, don't you have an event to attend the day after tomorrow? Did you get your suit? It was supposed to be delivered today.
And, Mr Wilmar is going to attend this event, it is a good opportunity to convince him to invest in the plantation project. "
"Obviously! It is the vastest project of this year, there is no way I am going to overlook it. Anyways, the reason I came for. Did you bring Christmas gifts for everyone? Tomorrow is Eve.
", he asked.
"Indeed. All the gifts will be there by eight today. Thus, we have to offer those presents, the day after tomorrow. Don't worry I will stay back to receive those packets by myself.
I will leave after it.", I replied.
"Alright! It's already seven and I was heading home. I thought I would give you a ride, but since you are going to stay. Fine then. Bye! See you on Monday."
He turned back and closed the door behind him. That's Alex Blake, my boss and one of the top businessmen. He established this company, three years ago.
I was working in a printing press back then when we meet again. He was stunned to see me like that and then he offered me this job as his personal secretary.
I worked hard to prove this job wasn't a result of being a friend of the CEO of the company. Being an introvert, it required six months for me to gain the trust of my colleagues.
I never thought my life would take me at this point.
"Hello? Charlie... the boxes have arrived?"
"Yes, ma'am," Charlie replied.
"Alright, I am coming!"; and disconnected the phone. I took my overcoat and went towards the elevator to go downstairs. It's 7.25 p.m. now. The delivery came on time.
I walked out of the elevator and went towards the front gate. The delivery van was standing, and two people were keeping the boxes in the lobby.
I stood there until they are done with all the boxes. I requested Charlie to assist me to bring the boxes upstairs.
It required me two hours and so to unpack and then again repack and place them in their desks. It was virtually 10 o'clock. It was time for me to go home. An uninhabited house.
I went towards my car and drove back home.
I reached home. It was a deadly dark corridor; I turned on my phone flash to reach out for keys and gently open the door. The whole house was sacred silence.
I flip on the lights and took a place over the leathery couch and exhale a deep breath. It is a two-storey house; quite big for a person.
The first floor includes the kitchen and dining area, and the second floor is the bedrooms. There are two-bedroom and each look divine. I went to my room to take a quick shower.
Honestly, indicating my house is quite empty. My friends visit me sometimes so there is a decent bed in the other two rooms. You know in the rare case of a potential emergency.
Huh! I am quite bored staying like this. But I can't take a risk in it.
The fireworks have started. On every Christmas' Eve, the neighbours lit up some firework. I used to enjoy them a lot but now those fireworks remind me of someone.
Someone who undoubtedly becomes a nightmare for me now. Five years ago, when I abandoned my house because of her. That was the last time I saw my father.
He told me that day," You don't realise the cruel truth of this world. People need to kneel in front of it and who doesn't, happiness never come to him."
I don't know whether he was telling me to not go, leaving him alone or indirectly notifying me to vacate the house for his and my sake. His words still echo in my ears.
I am not the person I present myself as. This white-collar job is not me, but then again this is not my future. Within few months, I have to turn to my predicted future; but I don't want it.
I was a bird who was captured in a cage called society rules and values. A bird whose wings were cut off every time it tried flying a bit like a free bird.
This makes me wonder, was Alex correct? Am I insecure to allow an unknown person to enter my life? I know Alex was making fun when he said he won't be surprised if I died.
But he won't mention it anywhere.
Have I become a timid person? Maybe I should try having a roommate? Maybe it can bring a change in my life in a good way? Alright! Tomorrow I will publish it for advertisement. Let's see.
It's not like I will find a roommate so quickly. And since it's Christmas, tomorrow I will be visiting a local orphanage for a change. That's it. Tomorrow is Orphanage Visit Day.
Sometimes past haunt us to such merely extend that we forget to live in the present. Time is known as the greatest healer but for some people, it becomes the rope that is hanging in the neck.
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