Chapter 26: Twenty Six

Chapter Twenty Six

Jennifer stormed into her room and swung open the wardrobe. She paused for a moment for no reason, but she soon gathered all the clothes onto the bed. She sighted a tire bag and picked it.

With anger in her system, she dumped all the clothes into it, not even bothering to arrange. What time did she have anyway, if at all she wanted to do that.

After all the crumpled clothes had been forcefully dumped into the bag, Jennifer zipped it up and smiled. This was it, she was finally leaving the crazy guy’s house. The guy who wanted her out of his house so bad, he couldn’t tell her straight up, but decided to consult a psychic who advised him to force her to remember shit she obviously couldn’t remember.

Feeling the anger rising again, Jennifer closed her eyes and grabbed her wedding ring. She stared at it for a while, kissed it and dipped it into the pocket of her clothes she did not bother changing. She felt an item in her pocket, brought it out, only to see it was the card given to her by Charles. Remembering suddenly the details of the long night, she suddenly smiled again. It was low-key a fun night.

'Well, this should help.' She thought as she put it back into the card back into her pockets.

She checked round for anything else she might need. The shoe she had on was okay, she didn't need more. It made extra load if she took more shoes.

Remembering she had once seen some amounts of money in a drawer before, she opened it and took it.

She sighted the framed picture of Mark's sister and suddenly felt the urge to apologize to it.

"Sorry, but you know how your brother is. I just can’t live with him anymore. So I’ll just need to take some of these to survive out there."

The picture just looked back at her.

"Well, I guess we are cool here."

She grabbed the handle of the bag, dipped part of the money into the small part of the bag and the rest went into her second pocket and she walked out of the room not looking back for once.

As she entered into the living room, there was no sign of Mark yet. She sort of wanted him to know she was leaving, but at the same time, she frowned at the idea. He certainly didn’t deserve to know. Besides, it was more likely that he would throw a one person party once he discovered she was gone.

Luckily for her, the door was not locked, which was odd, but it was in her favour anyways. She stepped outside to face the cool breeze that made the night more amazing.

Jennifer shuddered as the cool air penetrated her skin, but she soon adjusted to it. As she prepared to move, Candy's house came to her sight. She felt she shouldn't go and tell her about her leaving, Candy will just draw her back. Most probably discourage her from leaving.

She looked from left to right, all she saw was nothing but black tarred road shining in the dark, a good effect of the full moon. She decided to walk towards her left, not that she knew the way, but she felt going left was more reasonable.

As she walked down the street, cool breeze still penetrating her skin, she wondered what Francis was doing at the moment. Definitely not walking to  destination unknown.  His head was probably stuck in a paperwork or something. Or maybe he was very busy, busy looking for her.

She re-held her bag and walked a little bit faster, studying her environment as she walked. There was nothing much to be seen, just the same old bungalows, cars packed by the side of the road, trees dancing, dogs barking and weird movements in some houses who still had their lights on. Jennifer just decided to think, reminding herself that it was probably not safe for a woman to be out at such hour alone.

After few thoughts here and there and a sort of more rapid walk, Jennifer looked round and realized she had approached the noisy part of Hamesia. People were moving around like it wasn't 3:00am or whatever the time was. High buildings with neon boards had lights flashing here and there. In the midst of these buildings were stores filled partly with people. Jennifer was amused at how they acted like it was a normal thing to be doing business in the middle of the night.

Though it did look like it was dirty business that was the order of the night. Jennifer had sighted two young boys sniffing some white powder, their eyes turning red already. A few more eye trips and she had sighted three more groups of people doing a very similar thing.

She clutched the handle of her tire bag tightly and moved on. After a little distance and making sure there was no powder sniffing group nearby, she decided walking into one of the tall buildings which had a Motel sign on it.

She climbed the stairs, hoping they didn't charge much. Heck, she did not even know how their money system worked.

As she entered, the red carpet and ladies with thick makeup behind the desk, triggered something in her head. Jennifer frowned as she tried to place where she had seen a similar thing, but nothing came. But then it was weird seeing people with so much makeup on at such a time.

As usual, she gave up trying to remember anything since she was beginning to have a head ache and she walked to one of the ladies.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The lady flashed her a smile.

"I need a room. For a day." Jennifer felt she should add a day or two more, but for some reason, she left it at a day.

"That would be 2 hames."

Jennifer was surprised, it sounded cheap. But of course, she couldn't argue, she needed this accommodation, cheap or not. She took out the notes from her pocket and handed the lady the one that had the amount written on it.

The lady took it from her and handed her her room keys.

"Do enjoy your stay." The lady flashed her another smile.

Jennifer asked for direction on how  to get her room. The lady told her and made sure to repeat it.

Jennifer got  the room with no issue. As she put the key inside it fitting, she heard a grunt, a sexual one.

Jennifer shrugged and  entered, already exhausted from the climbing of  the steps. They were not that many, but still, she was tired.

Jennifer dropped her bag on the floor, scanning the room for any strange thing, like a certain blue eyes staring at her. It sounded ridiculous, but crazy things happen.

She sat on the queen sized bed that was dressed in blue and surveyed  her surrounding. The room was fairly big and simple. Big for the money that was paid. Jennifer loved the vanilla-ish  smell the room emanated and the fact that there was window facing the bed, it meant she could just stare out without having to get off the bed. She sighted the bathroom door and decided it was high time she bathed.

As she stood up, she heard the grunt that came earlier, this time, it was louder and longer.

'Yes. Oh.'

'Please. Hmm.'

Jennifer shook her head.

It was going to be a long night or day or whatever.