Chapter 55 His Gate
MIA
Slowly, I reached to push my door open. I stopped myself halfway, gulping as I braced myself again.
How come my door is open?
Someone....someone broke the locks.
I pushed the door a bit but what I saw made my heart drop again.
All my belongings were destroyed.
I covered my mouth with my palms as I walked in slowly, staring at my destroyed bed, my clothes torn and on the floor. My utensils, my books, my only frame.
It has Vicky's and Mom's pictures in it but it is broken.
I crouched down and took out the picture from the broken glass. My heart broke as I stared at the picture while standing up straight.
A tear rolled down my face as I trailed my fingers on the picture.
Vicky's bright smile made me want to see her and hug her.
I miss her so much.
I looked around me again, taking in my destroyed place.
Who could have done this?
Why would they do this?
All my belongings are destroyed.
More tears rolled down eyes but something struck me.
My heart rate increased at the thought.
What if....what if this was the boss's doing?
What if he is searching for me right now and he.....he came here before I did but couldn't find me?
This is the first place he would look for me.
I took terrified steps back at the thought.
"Don't you dare run away from me, white girl. I kill people who disobey my orders."
My heart dropped.
I ran out of my place with the picture still in my hand.
I descended the stairs hurriedly and headed out of the building. I saw a taxi approaching.
"Taxi!" I didn't know when I yelled, making me cover my mouth as I looked around.
His men could be anywhere.
God, Mia.
A taxi stopped in front of me and I instantly entered the backseat.
"Philips' street, please hurry," I said.
He drove away.
I looked behind me and then ahead, feeling my heart relaxing a bit.
I looked at the picture in my hand as we drove.
A tear rolled down my face again and I wiped it off.
I looked ahead as we drove past the familiar street.
I don't get it. He just found out his son isn't his and he still.....
He still has the chance to come after me?
What is his problem?
What does he want from me?
I let out a sigh, running my fingers through my hair.
I looked at the drive.
He looks like a middle-aged man and he is not driving fast like the previous one.
"Um... please can you hurry?"
He looked at me through the rearview mirror and averted his eyes.
"That will cost you extra bucks."
I looked at the money in my hand and then at him.
I decided to relax a bit and take his speed rate. Not long later, he pulled up on the opposite side of my mother's house.
My heart fluttered as I stared at the building through the windows.
I recalled placing the plants with Vicky. She loves plants so much.
There are a few plant pots outside the house and close to the porch.
God, I can't believe I am here.
I am really.....
"Are you going to sit here all day or give me my money and leave?" The driver snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Sorry," I said, counting out his money and giving it to him.
"Thanks," he said and I reached for the door but a movement at the house caught my eye.
George walked out of the house with a plant pot.
I became uneasy at the sight of him.
I watched as he walked towards the left balcony and placed the pot there.
"Dad!" Vicky's familiar voice took my attention. She is walking out of the house with a tiny flower pot in her hand.
"Vicky," I whispered, tears filling my eyes as she walked towards George.
He took the pot from her and placed it on the ground.
"Listen, girl, I don't have all day for this." The driver spoke up again.
"Don't you want to get off or do you want to go someplace else?"
I looked at the driver and then back at the house.
George picked up Vicky, making her chuckle happily and he smiled at her.
They both entered the house.
I lowered my gaze and moved my hand away from the door.
"Let's go, please," I said.
"That will cost you." He said, driving away.
I stared at the house with tears in my eyes as we drove past it.
I can't be there either.
I always forget about George. Seeing him now reminds me of a lot of things. I don't want any trouble between Mom and me.
And I don't want him touching me.
He never hesitates to attempt that.
HOURS LATER........
"That will be a hundred dollars." The local waitress said.
I took out some money and handed it to her.
"Thank you," she said, walking away with my used plate.
I let out a sigh as I rested my temples on my palms.
It has been hours and this is the second local restaurant I walked into.
I ate lunch at the first and waited for the house just thinking about where else to go.
I decided to leave because of the way the waiters were staring at me like I was a homeless person.
Which I am.
I do have a home but someone is after me.
That will be the first place he will search for me.
I just finished eating dinner and I am short of money.
At first, I thought this was a lot of money when Naomi placed it in my hand.
But it wasn't. I barely have a hundred remaining.
And it is getting dark.
I need to find a place to crash.
I am beginning to think leaving that mansion was a bad idea. I shouldn't have followed Naomi.
Now I feel like I am in very big trouble for leaving.
Sighing, I relaxed on the seat. My eyes landed on the picture on my table. I picked it up and stared at the only people I call family.
My mom and little sister.
Sometimes I wish things were different.
Dad was still with us and Vicky came from Dad and not George.
Mom would continue loving me and not hate me.
We will live like a happy family.
I wish that all the time.
But it can't happen, can it?
I put down the picture as Jay Jay came to my mind.
My best friend.
I wonder how he is doing right now?
He is too young to understand what is going on in his life. His father is not his real father.
God, I need to stop thinking about them.
If I don't stop, the next thing I would think of doing to going back to the mansion myself.
I shook my head. I can't go back.
This is freedom, Mia. You can't misuse this chance.
You really can't.
But where else will I go?
AN HOUR LATER.......
The darkness of the night was helped by the lights coming from the huge building in front of me.
I rubbed my arms as the cold wind hit my skin.
I am currently standing in front of Axel's wrought iron gate to his building.
I feel stupid standing here. This is the last place I should be but I spent another hour trying to think about someplace else to go to but I got nothing but Axel's place.
I just need him to help me with some money or something.
I don't know what else to do.
I let out a sigh as I recalled that day I found him in bed with that girl.
My heart tightened severely.
He sent me out and has been with her ever since.
God, what am I doing here?
I shouldn't be here.
She could still be in there with him.
I should leave.
I turned to walk away but the car lights hit my face as the car approached.
I shielded my eyes with my hand as I moved away. I sensed the car moving towards the gate but I didn't turn around.
"Mia?"
I froze at the sound of Axel's familiar voice.
"Mia, is that you?"
My heart raced.
It's him.
Slowly, I turned around.
He was standing outside the car, staring at me.
My heart raced faster as I stared at him.
He is dressed in a white shirt and black jeans, still as handsome as the last time I saw him.
I really missed him.
He left his car door open as he approached me, making my heart rate hit the highest speed.
His blue eyes rested on me in an unexplainable way.
"Oh fuck, it is you." He said, wrapping me in a hug.
I furrowed my brows.
I wasn't expecting that.
He tilted his body backward as he held my shoulders and stared at me.
He cupped my cheek as he stared at me with emotion.
"I have been looking everywhere for you, baby."
What?