"Thank you, Alfred," I said while fiddling the keys for my black Porsche Cayenne.
"My lady, here are the candles with a cricket lighter. Is this okay for the bouquet?" Butler Wong asked as he fastened his pace towards me.
"That's fine. Kindly put it at the trunk of my car," I instructed as I opened the trunk and unlocked my car.
I swiftly slid inside and started the engine. I adjusted the temperature to be a little warmer for it is cold tonight.
Shoot! I forgot my cap.
I lowered the glass window and called for Butler Wong.
"Yes, my lady," he answered.
"I forgot my black Versace cap," I replied, "It was hanged on the white standing coat rack in my room," I instructed.
"Right away, my lady." He nodded in response, and immediately went inside the manor.
After few minutes, he came back with my black cap and handed it to me.
"Thanks, Butler Wong." I reached for the cap and put it on my head.
"My pleasure. Have a safe drive, my lady. Take care," he replied.
I closed the glass window and buckled my seatbelt.
They opened the enormous black coated steel gate, as I stepped the clutch, and shifted the gear from neutral to the first gear.
I drove at slow speed until I passed through the gate. After that, I accelerated by stepping again on the clutch and added a little more gas.
I changed it to the second gear up until the third gear to increase my speed as I went to the main road.
The serene night was deafening. I played some music to entertain myself as I drove past the high-end street. I turned to the left, and the city lights and noises vividly faded. The tall creepy trees replaced the large infrastructures as I went farther from the central district.
At last, I arrived shortly.
I parked my car near the entrance and opened the trunk. I held the bouquet with the candles and the lighter as I went inside to meet my parents.
I knelt to their grave putting down the bouquet of lilies, and the candles in the glass that I had brought with me.
"How are you there, mom and dad?" I whispered, "I miss you both so damn much. I know you are happy in each other's arms again wherever you both are."
I caressed their memorial stones as I felt a lump in my throat. Suddenly, I felt the hotness at the back of my eyes as the tears started to pool on it and, streaked down to my cheeks.
"Mom, Dad, why did you leave me all alone here in this world?" I wiped the escaping tears while comforting my lonely self in the dark. "Why you did not take me with you? Sometimes, I just want to rest forever and not wake up, but I can not. Knowing that you both want me to live a long happy life, but this loneliness is just too miserable to handle."
I changed my position as I laid my head on the ground, imagining that I was embraced by my parents in bed, for I am having insomnia and I can not sleep.
Before, if I could not sleep, my dad will sing me a lullaby, and he will read a book for me until I fell asleep. He will then say that he was just imitating what my mom used to do before when I was a baby.
I don't know what's wrong with my system, but slowly I felt sleepy that my eyes were too heavy to open, and it fluttered shut and I fell fast asleep.
…
I woke up touching the dampness on my skin. It was a bizarre feeling as I realized that I slept in the cemetery again. The temperature was cold, as I held up my wristwatch to check the time.
It was four-thirty, in the morning.
Morning dews from the grasses and trees greeted me as they continuously drip on my cheeks.
Most people describe this as a refreshing good day, but somehow this minty atmosphere seems like a monotone hue for me.
Lifeless just like the dead people buried underground, even though I'm surrounded with life.
Restless, when it's supposed to appease the mind.
I sat down and rubbed my hazy crusty eyes to have a clearer view of my surroundings.
I shook off my head to let them fall, as I realized that I had a lot of leaves, dust, and twigs on my hair and clothes.
I brushed off briskly with my own bare hands the remaining dirt on my hair and jacket and rubbed off the specks of dust on my palms.
I stood up. I was about to pack my things and go home when suddenly I heard a rustling sound from a short distance.
Perhaps, I am not alone?
It was rare for people to come here. No one would visit here so early in the morning, especially that this was a very private part of the cemetery and the cleaners usually arrive here not earlier than eight.
I checked my watch again, and how time flies so fast. I did not notice. It was already five o'clock in the morning.
The sun was about to rise.
Due to curiosity, I followed where the sound was coming from, and my feet led me to the part of the cemetery where tall wild grasses are dominant in the field.
I pushed away from the annoying grasses and peeked on the other side of it.
My eyes widened with shock. I stepped back as I saw a familiar back of a young man with black hair leaning his back at the tree.
It looks like he was resting.
Is it possible?
I know it is not impossible to see again the guy who kept on haunting me in my dreams.
But could it really be…
Him?
I blinked a few times just to check if I am not just seeing things. Could it really be… "Doom?" I blurted out suddenly. I covered my mouth, as an instinctive response. I was hesitant to approach him because it seems to me that he was resting. I don't want to disturb him. I heaved a deep sigh as I stepped back and started retreating from my position. I gave a glance for one last time, but I was frozen on the spot and stared with wide eyes to find out that Doom was not there anymore. Where could he possibly go? I tilted my head side by side to check the surroundings. Did I wake him up? Was I too loud? "Looking for me?" someone spoke coldly behind my back as a hand tapped my shoulder. I jolted in response due to my reflexes as I gasped looking back at who it was. I was surprised by his sudden appearance. I almost had a mini heart attack!
"Seeing things? What do you mean?"My forehead creased because he was spouting nonsense."Alfred was the one who fetched you, my lady," he replied."Fetched where?" I questioned."We were a little worried because you did not come home immediately after visiting your parents," he explained, "Alfred checked on you on the cemetery, and he found you passed out on the ground.""That's absurd! Are you saying that I have lost my mind?" I exasperated."I'm sorry. It's not like that please calm down, my lady," he apologized, "Do you want some coffee?""No, it's alright." I dismissed him and climbed the stairs towards my room.What's happening? Was it only a dream?No, it's real.He's real.I opened the sliding glass doors of the balcony and went outside to get some fresh air."It's been so long since I have felt so alive. I wish I can see you again, Doom," I whispered with a sigh."Seems like your wish was granted."I tilted my head sideward, and I s
“The national police are looking for you,” he paused as he raised his right arm showing the home phone. “…on the phone. They said it was an emergency,” he added. His expression clearly says that it was bad news. He gave me the phone in a flash as soon as I extended my arm, and held out my hand. I put the phone on my ear as I uttered the word, “Hello.” “Good day, this is Officer Green from the office of the National Police Department,” the police officer greeted me, “May I speak with Miss Lily Emerson?” I dismissed Butler Wong using my hand for privacy, and I cleared my throat. “Speaking,” I replied in a calm tone, “What is this all about?” “We are deeply sorry for disturbing you in your humble abode, but we must inform you that three prisoners were involved in a dawn jailbreak today,” he explained slowly the i
I could not count how many times he muttered curses before he vanished into thin air. Meanwhile, here I am left dumbfounded on what had just happened earlier. My mind was debating whether we really did it or not. Technically, yes we sure did. But it was the fault of our recklessness so in my opinion it was not counted. I was sitting on the floor, my body was stupefied for a brief time. I touched the cut on my lip, as I flinched in pain. When we lose balance and stumbled towards each other, my body went sideward. I don’t know what had gotten into him, but he was able to catch me with his arms This resulted in the two of us falling straight to the hard ground, while I was on top of him. The impact was stronger than we have calculated. With the event happening so fast, all I could remember was his lips parted a lit
I think I am fated to die today in the hands of my wicked aunt. I whimpered in pain, as I fell to the ground clutching the knife stabbed on my chest. I shut my eyes closed tightly, as I embraced my doom. Doom? Doom, I remembered Doom. Will he be able to save me this time again? Or maybe, I guess it's already too late for me. The blood was nonstop dripping from my chest. I supposed I will die from blood loss in five minutes according to one article that I have read. Suddenly, a familiar feeling crept into my veins. I can no longer hear the insane cackles of my aunt. The blood stopped gushing from my wound. It felt like time froze again, and it only means one thing. “D-doom…” I faintly whispered under my breath. “Open your eyes. It's not yet your time.” Did I
“You’re safe now, my lady,” Butler Wong said and greeted me with a smile. “Where am I?” I asked as I roamed my eyes on the surroundings. I saw the commotion outside the door. I see, I am in the hospital. Doctors and nurses were busy saving people's lives. “Hospital, my lady,” he replied. I returned my gaze to my butler who was smiling at me the whole time. This was the first time that I noticed it, but he was kind of creepy. “Butler Wong, where have you been the whole time last night?” I asked suspiciously but I did not make it too obvious. “What do you mean, my lady?” His smile never faded from his lips. “I won’t say it twice. You know what I mean,” I said coldly. “By any chance, do you suspect me, my lady?” he asked as his smile was wiped off from his face. “Is there any reason for me to suspect you, butler Wong?” I retorted his question. I crossed my arms, not taking my eyes off him as
After few days, I slowly regained my strength and got discharged from the hospital. I was permitted to take a few days of rest from the house before going back to school. Currently, I’m just hanging out with myself In my room. Enjoying the scent of my beloved books, the aroma of my hot coffee, and the wonderful bliss of the serene ambiance of today's weather. I opened the glass doors of my balcony and was greeted by the rushing uninvited guests called the treacherous breezy winds that usually appear during the season of the rainy days. I love the cold feather-like kisses of the wind as it lightly brushes through my blonde hair and the tips of my porcelain skin. It was refreshing, the ultimate paradise, and my very own haven. The rhythm of the raindrops echoed in my ears like a mellifluous melody that made me dance like I'm grooving in my favorite sonata.
“My lady? Are you alright?” my butler said on the door as he immediately rushed towards the balcony, and helped me get up. “Yes, how did you get here so fast, butler Wong?" I said as I’m trying to adjust my wobbling knees and balance in standing. “I was about to knock when I heard a gunshot so I immediately checked on you,” he explained. “Did they catch the culprit?” I asked as I heaved a long deep sigh, and wiped the sweat on my forehead. “They are still tracing where the sound came from. That person didn’t even bother to use a silencer,” he analyzed as he realized something, “Should I escort you to your room, my lady?” he added. “Thank you,” I uttered as he started to escort me towards my bed. “Don’t worry too much, my lady. We will do our best to catch that person, and make him atone for his crimes.” “Alright. Kindly close and lock the glass door of my balcony,” I ordered him while tucking myself in bed. “Right ahead