Chapter 22 Ways To Kill
MIA
My heart pounded and my hands became sweaty as I took more steps ahead.
A little cry from Jay Jay stopped me in my tracks.
I let out a sigh as I stared at another taxi stopping at the other side of the road.
I looked at the money again.
Jay Jay cried again.
I let out a sigh, turning to him.
He is looking at me and crying.
"Hey, I am here," I said, walking back to him.
I sat down and picked him up.
I hugged him a bit tightly.
"I am here, buddy." I kissed his temples and placed him on the table.
He hit the iPad screen repeatedly with his hands.
"I can leave you here. It is not safe. I just have to find another opportunity to run away from your ruthless dad."
He looked at me.
"No offense. You are better than him." I said, pinching his cheek.
He cried a bit.
I withdrew my fingers from his cheek, chuckling.
"Besides, if I leave, I have no friends out there waiting for me. I don't even know where my grandparents' Villa is. I haven't even met them. My dad always talks about them and their villa."
I let out a sigh.
I reached for Jay Jay's hair, caressing it gently.
"You are my one and only little friend. And my shield in this situation I am in."
I looked at the money.
I will just give it back to April.
I can't leave Jay Jay.
He saved my life.
Placing him at risk will be a very terrible and ungrateful thing to do.
"You got my back, right?"
He looked at me.
I smiled.
He moved his toy to his mouth again.
I kissed my teeth.
"You are hungry, right?"
He kept putting his toy in his mouth.
"Let's get you inside then."
NIGHT HOURS.....
MIA'S ROOM......
I walked out of the bathroom in my nightgown and Jay Jay in my hands wrapped up in a towel.
He looks funny.
I just finished bathing him and now, he is fresh and clean and will soon be ready for bed.
Aren't you, Jay Jay?
I placed him on the bed and walked towards the closet.
I took out his lotion, powder, and blue onesie.
I walked towards him and placed the things on the bed.
Something caught my eye at the nightstand.
It was a pink shopping bag.
I furrowed my brows, walking towards it.
I picked it up.
It was pretty heavy.
"What do we have here, Jay Jay?" I walked back to Jay Jay as I checked what was in the bag.
I took out a yellow dress.
"Oh."
I placed it on the bed and took out another dress.
Are these......
I turned the bag upside down and more dresses fell on the bed.
Are these for me?
Jay Jay crawled towards the clothes.
"Do you think they are for me?"
Jay Jay sat down, grabbing one of the dresses.
"They can't be for you though. You are a boy and still tiny."
He moved the dress up and down, letting out a happy sound.
I chuckled, looking at the dresses.
Coco must have brought them in.
They are all new.
Did she buy them for me or something?
Jay Jay made another sound, claiming my attention.
I reached for him and picked him up.
"Let's get you dressed for the night, buddy," I said, walking around the bed.
He grabbed my hair, making me chuckle.
"Enough playing,"
He reached for my nose, making a sound.
I chuckled more.
Time went by and I was done with everything.
I have picked him up and headed out of the room.
I need to fix him some cereal and also get hot water for later in the night.
It is past eleven and thankfully, this little friend of mine is still awake.
It feels safe going out of my room with him.
I believe no one will try anything with me once they see Jay Jay in my arms.
It has been hours since the company where I almost gained my freedom.
I don't regret giving it up for my little friend but what April said kept repeating in my head.
What if the boss wakes up one day and decides to kill me?
What if that one day is tomorrow?
I let out a sigh, descending the stairs.
I will take it.
If tomorrow is my last day, I will take it.
At least I spent my last days with my little friend.
I got to the kitchen and walked towards the counter. I saw the kettle on the stove and I picked it up.
There was enough water.
I opened it and looked inside.
I can't tell if it is clean.
I moved towards the sink and disposed of all the water.
I filled in new water and placed it on the stove.
I turned on the gas to medium heat before standing on my toes and grabbing a bowl and a tiny spoon from the shelf.
I walked towards the other counter at the end of the kitchen and placed the bowl on it.
I placed Jay Jay on the countertop and stood on my toes as I reached for the cupboard, opened it, and took out Jay Jay's cereal pack.
I placed it close to the bowl and closed the cupboard.
Jay Jay grabbed the pack, making me chuckle.
"Patience, buddy."
I took it from his grip and opened it.
"You can't eat it without making it, okay?"
I poured some amount into the bowl and picked up a tiny portion with the spoon.
I moved it towards his mouth.
He opened his mouth instantly, took it in and his mouth moved.
I chuckled.
You have no teeth, buddy.
I picked him up and walked towards the stove.
The water is ready.
I turned off the gas cooker, picked up the kettle, and walked back to the bowl.
I placed the kettle on the other side of the bowl and placed Jay Jay where I picked him up from.
I handed him the spoon to distract him before picking up the kettle and pouring some water into the cereals.
Satisfied with the amount of water, I put down the kettle.
I looked at Jay Jay.
He is busy licking the spoon.
I smiled.
I was about to take the spoon from him when I felt a presence behind me.
A gasp escaped my lips as I turned around and I locked eyes with icy blue ones, looking down at me.
My heart dropped.
Jay Jay's dad, the boss.
He is shirtless and towering over me with his muscular energy, making my heart pound faster.
His eyes were glued on mine as I thought of the worst.
Is he......
Is he here to chop my head off?
Terror washed over me at the thought.
I placed my hand on the counter behind me, begging to disappear into it.
He kept staring at me.
He is so intimidating.
"I.....I came to....I was making....making cereal for Jay Jay. I...I mean Lil Kai," I stuttered breathlessly.
He didn't say a word but kept staring at me.
I held the side of my nightgown with my shaky hand.
Why is he.....why is he staring at me like that?
Could.... could he be thinking about ways to kill me?
Next, he began reaching for my face with his knuckle rings-filled tattooed hand, making my entire world stop.
Oh God.