My Secret Santa! #2

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#1

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It was too hard for me to make a living..

I wasn't the one working in cute coffee shops..

I wasn't the one who worked at pretty flower boutiques..

I was the one.. who worked as a cleaning person in a small restaurant..

A waitress for time being..

It was no place for impeccables..

It was a den to all illegitimate deeds..

I had no roof.. and they provided me that..!

What else would you expect me to do..!!

I wasn't gifted with that..

At first it was forced on me... and then it became a habit. When i left the orphanage.. i had no education that could get me anywhere..!

I was weak, and i knew it. It wasn't much of a problem though. The real problem was everyone around me knew that too. I always wished to live an independent life.. but i never planned on what expense..! I searched jobs all around at first.. just to get rejected, get suspected at, or got insulted. And i ended up here. The place where i shouldn't be..!

Every day when i worked myself to death, the only thing i could was his smile.. everytime he would lend a helping hand with whatever i had to do..! Was that his kindness..? Even after years.. i still could the faint traces of his enthralling face.. his pale appearance, his shy skin. His loving curved eyes.. thats the thing i the most.. i had never ed him more than today.. when i literally got hit by the owner's son for not working up to his expectations and not paying much attention to the customers and being a reason for the disappointment.

I knew i couldn't do it. It was too much for a single human to do..! But could i complain? No. I wouldn't dare to utter a word other than sorry. Even if i didn't really say it.. my eyes never ed my human mind.

Would i have felt safe if he was around? Would i cry this often if he was around..? I had no answers. Maybe yes.. maybe no.

Why only him..? Why am i reminded of him everytime anything turns out on me..! Maybe because he was my only family..? He cared like a mom.. shielded like a father, fooled along with me like a brother and taught me things like an elder sister..! I knew only one human in this world who was perfect.. and that him.. without any single doubt. I always wished i could meet him again. Just once god..! Before i die...

One fine day when things were pretty normal. I began my day cleaning the restaurant with the other guy who helped me out. I was in the kitchen when i could see a lot of movement.. things were being shifted from the kitchen to god knows where..! I never knew the kitchen store had that of heavy stuffed things.. as we were never allowed to enter. I let it go.. as i had nothing much to bother about. Things picked up their pace and in a minute or so i could feel things were not okay..

A large number of people back and forth.. untill i could hear sirens at a point.. and i stopped at the very place i was..! What the hell was going around. Just the sound terrified every soul present there which lead to a chaotic situation and a runaway for some.. and in no time we were dragged by some cops into the vehicles. A lot of media who had their eyes open to the insane things that were going on. I didn't know where it ends.. but i knew i was at a loss.

We reached the place in heavy groups and i could feel myself trapped. I knew something was up. I should have never accepted this job. Even though i had no idea what their actual business was, i could still tell it would get me down unknowingly. After being in that place for 3 long days with those criminal heads.. i was taken to the investigation. Where i could tell i was forced to accept i was into drug smuggling.. i kept denying and that made the officer more angry. It was impossible of a human to work at that place for more than a year.. and be innocent all alone when others had already confessed.

They thought maybe torture could get me to speak.. but i didn't want to agree to things i never did, despite of the unbearable pain i had to go through.

I was never under such circumstances before.. it was so safe as a child. Maybe be alone yet far from this cruel world. What should i do..? Should i just say yes and end this? But i won't take the blame of destroying lives when i actually did nothing.

That went on for a few days till the owner got caught. And he confessed his crimes.. and i was thrown out of the police station knowing i was innocent. The real world wasn't like they tell us in stories. I went back to the place where i used to work.. just to get my things back. But the place was sealed.. ofcourse..! My brain had nothing that knew things are the way they are.

I had lost all my memories of him.. everything. My belongings and the comfort they gave..were locked up inside those rooms. Disheartned of the fact, i walked down to the back door. To find some of my things lying careless near the trashcan of the restaurant. I picked up the brown ripped old bag and let the other things go.

Where was i planning on leaving? 'I dont know' would be a really worst answer, yet i had to choose it. Maybe i'd get lost in this dark world without any traces left. All i was living on the streets for next 2 days untill on the third, the shop i rested my things before.. opened and the owner asked me to leave.

It was almost long past midnight.. maybe dawn as long as i .. hunger had taken over my senses and the bruises still hurt.. yet i had nothing that was called a plan. I was sitting near a post box thinking of what could i do next.. as i had to plan according to my capabilities and not according to what i had wished life for.

"Hey girl, give that bag here.."

I could here a man say..

"It has nothing that i can give you..!"

I answered back.. stiff as i knew the answer to his question.

''I'll decide that..!"

He answered back as he took a step ahead..

"Didn't you hear me? It has nothing you can take. I'm broke."

I had a clear idea he wanted money by the way he looked.. he seemed like a drunkard.. maybe a bit worse than that..

"If not that.. i'll take you with me."

His words made me lose all my sane thoughts. Where would he take me? What is going on? I could sense the trouble i was getting into. Without a second thought i moved my body a little so as to hold on to my bag a little tighter.. and my feet turned towards the street as i decided to make a run. I could hear him follow me as i found places to hide along every corner..

My chest felt heavy even though i knew it wasn't much of a distance i've covered.. i couldn't breathe even.. i knew i had to do something before he gets to me. I found a heap on unwanted heavy boxes on the by which lead to a small store.. and i hid there for a moment.. risking my life trusting those.

I could hear his footsteps.. as he could no longer see me, he got mad..!

"Hey girl, once i find... you're dead. Mark my words!"

He said.. but i was in no state to get up.. my eyes had started giving up.. my heart raced at uncontrolled speed.. i knew it was a bad idea to run.. but then again.. i had no option.

I could hear a pair a footsteps get closer to me and i tried to shake my already tired senses to get ready for a defense.. maybe weak.. but yes! The footsteps ed by, maybe he walked a bit further to the shop to find me..

"Excuse me, Do you want something?"

An unknown voice asked..

"Yes.. did you see a girl around here? She actually ran away with my bag.."

He stated. All i could hear was the faint sound of them speaking at a distance. For a moment i felt as if I would really die. I couldn't see things anymore.. everything went black.. yet i tried to hold myself back from falling down and getting noticed.

"No no.. i dont think i saw someone..!"

And the steps continued to walk ahead. I was safe now.. atleast for today. I settled down at the very place yet i could hear a faint sound of someone walking around me.

"Are you here miss..? Can you come out? He is gone."

And i was high on alert. My sagged body stiffened again. I couldn't collect the energy to speak even. And the next thing i was i was in deep sleep.

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