WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
Chapter 4
She finally untied the whole knots, brought out the key and slid one into the key whole and turned it twice, the door made a crack sound signifying that it has opened.
She held the door knob and pushed the door inwards with force but the door didn’t open, instead she hit her head on it.
“dmn bchy door” she cried, regaining herself again, she pushed the door, yanked it, shook it vigorously but the door didn’t open.
“no, no please door, not today, I really need to use the bathroom.” She cried.
“let me do it”
“its useless, you can’t open it”
“why not” I asked in surprise.
“because I am CURSED” she almost screamed the cursed path. “ok? whether you believe it or not, I AM ¢UR$ED” she screamed out as hot tears rolled down her cheeks, she slid down to the floor like a dying koala.
I turned to the door, pushed and pushed with all my might, but it didn’t make any attempt to open, I wondered where all my workouts went to, cause as long I’m concerned, this girl and everyone else are just bluffing about her being cur$ed.
“let it be, it will open in few minutes, that’s how it works when it wants to punish me” she said calmly. I sat down with her, we sat in silence until I remembered that I knew nothing about her, not even her name.
“so, tell me about yourself” I asked.
“I’m a cur$ed girl” she replied and I couldn’t hold back the laugh that crept to my lips, so I let it out.
“funny, I mean your name and other stuff” I explained.
She looked at me for a while.
“why are you even here Dave, why are you helping me” she asked.
“wow, you know my name”
“who doesn’t know you in Beverly hills and even beyond, you are famous” she said dryly.
“well then since you know me, it will only be fair if I know you too”
“you haven’t answered my question” she asked looking at me, and for the first time, I noticed her beauty, her glassy brown eyes that could pass for a brown diamond fixed perfectly in her almond-shaped eye lids, her lashes were really long and separate from each other, her nose pointed like pencil’s mouth, her lips full and pink, her heart-shaped face was pale but looking deeper, I saw how beautiful it is.
Her slender body was like an hour glass and her b©®bs stood firm like a loaded pistol ready to go off, her brunette hair if not for the chocolate and bird poop on it, would have flown to her hips in perfect harmony. She was a good definition of beauty. It took all my will power to restrain myself from kssing her.
“and neither have you answered mine” I said to her with my eyes fixed on hers.
She stared at me for a while as if calculating whether to tell me or not. Then finally she said.
“marichuiy”
“Ma..ri.. how do you pronounce it” I asked in confusion, that’s a rare name, in fact I don’t think I’ve heard it before, but coming from her perfect lips and belonging to a beauty like her, I’ve fallen in love with the name just like I’m falling for the owner.
“it’s pronounced, ma..ri..chu..wi, it’s a Mexican name” she said.
“are you a Mexican, you don’t look like a Mexican” I asked her.
“my maternal grandmother was a Mexican, and Marichuiy was her name, she died few days before my birth. So, my mum named me after her”. She explained.
“ok, cool” I said, we went silent. It was now getting dark but I still wanted to be with her and also make sure the door opens before I leave.
She stood up and walked to the left wall near the door, she reached her hand up and flipped on the light switch I hadn’t noticed was there, illuminating the whole green carpet grass yard and beyond with blue and white light.
The white light came from underneath the ground lighting the grasses up coupled with the sprinkles of water that came with it, watering the grasses and the roses.
While the blue light came from the rooftop shimmering through the drive way towards the tiled road.
“it’s beautiful” I breathed out while she chuckled.
“I know, I did it myself” she replied. Is she serious, how was she able to do such a thing? This is amazing, she is amazing.
“are you an electrician?” I found myself asking.
“what! No, haha. I haven’t even finished high school yet” she chuckled.
“then how were you able to do this?” I asked sheepishly.
“the internet…” of course, stupid me, how could I not think of that.
“well, when this whole cur$ed thing became out of hand, most people stopped helping me, so I had to learn how to take care of my self and do things my own way…” she trailed off. “I had to survive”.
I wanted to tell her again that she is not jinxed or cursed, which ever one it is, but I didn’t want to argue with her so I just leaned in and hugged her.
A ting of electricity flowed through my veins immediately I made body contact with her, and I think she felt it too cause she jerked away from me immediately.
I stared at her while she stared anywhere else but me, I couldn’t really tell but I think I saw her blush. She suddenly looked up at me and asked.
“what’s the time please?” I looked at my watch to check, that was a huge distraction that stopped me from kssing her. Wow it’s already late.
“7 pm” I replied but she didn’t seem to look satisfied.
“7 pm what?” she asked again.
“oh, um 7:00 pm” I replied. She took a deep breath with a sad expression and slowly turned to the door. She fixed the key in the key hole and turned and the door made the same crack sound it made before.
She took another deep breath and whispered a little loudly. “here goes nothing” then she turned the door knob and pushed it inside and the door paved way slowly like the gate of doom. She took a sigh of relief and turned to me.
“wanna come in” she asked with a little smile.
“just for few minutes” I said, I couldn’t say no, not after seeing that cute smile.
She walked in and held the door for me as if the door was gonna close on my face if she didn’t hold it. I chuckled a little as I walked in.
I was expecting to see an oldfashioned sitting room or perhaps a bizarre thrashed sitting room, with things scattered everywhere since everything around her always end up in disastrous state.
But I was shocked and surprised at the interior of this kind of old-fashioned house.
The blue, gold and a touch of red coloured interior design hit my eyes as soon as I walked in.
The two smaller cushions, which could only contain one person, which stood by the left were blue in colour, the other two cushions, the same size which stood by the right were gold in colour, while the 6’1 couch which stood majestically and directly opposite the door 12 feet away, was gold in colour.
In the centre of this majestic cushions and couch stood a very proud 16 thick, 20 inch glass table, which had a huge gold rose flower carved on it, its four legs were painted in blue colour with one red strip on each of the legs, a bowl of rubber fruits sat on the table.
Underneath the proud table laid a thick blue and red rug with tiny gold roses on it, the rug stretched out towards the cushions and couch but didn’t get beyond them for beyond them laid blinding white marble tiles.
Few feet away from the blue cushions, right on the flowered designed wall laid a 10-inch coloured television with a remote control on top of it.
Underneath it stood a medium sized fireplace with woods in it but no fire. I was finally done with my admiration and I breathed out a “wow” she chuckled a little.
“what were you expecting?” she asked as she handed me a glass of water which I didn’t realize she had left the sitting room to get.
“something different” I answered as I took a sip from the glass.
“in what way” she asked again.
“I really can’t explain” I answered as I dropped the glass on the glass table. I looked around the walls and noticed pictures of her and her mother in parks, school, gymnastic centres, and a lot more, when she was a little younger, probably at the age of 5-14, she was a gorgeous child. I guess she and her mum are pretty close.
I noticed there was only 1 picture she took with her dad, in a gymnastic game centre together with another little girl which looks extremely familiar but I couldn’t place where I’ve seen her before.
I guess she and her dad weren’t close. But then I remembered I hadn’t even asked about her parents, I just thought it through, she said something about surviving and no one helping her, that could only mean…
“where are your parents?” I asked as if it’s the most important thing in the world right now.
I had to mutter an apology for raising my voice a little too high. But she didn’t say anything, she just stared at me with dark expression but deep into her eyes, I could see nothing but sadness.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, she still fixed her eyes on me without blinking, I figured she didn’t wanna talk about it and that she was fighting not to kill me right now for asking her that. If I don’t do something, she might have a nervous breakdown.
“um, it’s ok if you don’t wanna tell…” she caught me off with her eyes still fixed on me.
“my dad left my mum for a total party bch of a friend she once had” she breathed out with trembling lips, her face turning hot red from both anger and tears which streamed down from where they’ve been hiding for two hours now.
WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
With her legs curled in the couch and her once diamond brown eyes now looking like dark brown night mare, she looked like she was determined to kill her father anywhere she sees him.
“and your mum” I asked. And I regretted it immediately the question came out of my mouth. Her dark brown nightmare eyes soften immediately only for them to change to complete black, invisible fire filled in them, anger and a little hatred.
She stared directly into my eyes and for a moment I shivered.
“she brought that book, she brought that box, she gave me those things that cursed my life. And then she left me” she spat out with venom in her voice and I almost jumped out of my skin.
WHAT A JOURNEY: Chapter 1 – 20
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