Xo Novel
10
Gianna’s POV
IT’S been an hour since the party started, and I was sitting at the garden all by myself.
I wasn’t comfortable right there at the dinner hall. Everyone were busy chatting, drinking, and dancing slowly to the background music. Greg even left me to go have a dance with some high class lady.
I just sat on a bench looking at the sky full of stars and a dull crescent moon.
“I am so lonely and sad I miss my family, I wonder why they left me at the orphanage in the first place”, I began muttering to myself.
“Was I some sort of burden to them? Because that is exactly what Aunt Christa always said, back at her house.
“Why Me?”.
I was still talking when I felt the presence of another being and I turned around to see Clems.
“Why are you here all alone Gina?”, he asked.
I swallowed hard, then began stuttering.
“I… I…”, I trailed off, not knowing what to say to him.
I barely know him, and I wanted him to leave already.
What if he is just like Greg? I got scared of him immediately.
“Are you feeling so lonely?”, he asked so politely that I couldn’t help but nodded.
“Ah! You don’t have to be, you gonna get used to it sooner”, he replied looking at the sky.
“Who is Greg to you?”, I asked and he looked into my eyes briefly just for a moment.
“You will get to know with time, but am sorry I can’t spill the beans”, he answered and sat down on the bench beside me, I was looking at him.
“I’m not like Greg, I don’t lay hands on women”, he spoke more and I was awed, how did he get to know?
“What? Are you surprised? His friends and I know what crime he committed”, he said, looking so sad, sadder than I was.
He was as an handsome too, but Greg, that beast was more handsome than he was though.
“E… excuse me…, have we met before?”, I couldn’t help but ask. He really looked so familiar.
“Ah! I am a popular male model, you must have seen me in magazines and the newspapers”, he brightly smiled and that was it, I instantly recognized him.
“You… you came to the bar, I remember now”, I said excitedly, brightening up for the first time in weeks.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“I did?”, he asked, looking surprised but it felt like he knew and remember he did, but was just feigning.
“Yes, I remember”, I continued feeding him with facts, “you came to Aunt Christa’s bar and you gave me some money too, because I was so upset with Aunt Christa, she had refused giving me money to fix my broken footwear that fateful day, but you gave me so much money then and I was so happy and gave you a red small heart in return for your kind gesture”, I spoke as fast as I could, rushing my wordings as though I was being pursued by someone.
“Really?”, he asked genuinely surprised and seemed happy this time.
“How could I have forgotten? That was the time I felt a strong attachment with you”, he mumbled his last sentence which was somewhat inaudible to me.
“Sorry? Did you say something?”, I asked timidly as he shook his head.
We talked and talked, like we had known each other for ages.
He was a humourous guy, and I laughed so hard at his funny chattings.
Somewhere in the corner of my heart, I began wishing he was my buyer.
Even though Aunt Christa was gonna force me but as long as he keeps me happy like this, I will be happy.
As long as he doesn’t treat me like I’m a property or a worthless puppet which he can control or try in any way, or put fear in me, I will be so glad.
I just don’t understand why Greg will treat me like the way he does. As for the much I knew, I have never tried to offend him.
Have I? I Know you guys will say something else.
Maybe it’s my fate.
Maybe I am destined to be unhappy in this life.
Maybe I did something wrong in my past life and this is my punishment.
If my parents could abandon me, then anything is possible in my life.