Chapter 93: Chapter 93

The sunlight coming through my half-opened window, hitting my bare face and causing me to awake. “Ah, shit” I groan, stretching my body. “This place is messed up!” I say as I’m looking at my house. Everything scattered, food wrappers everywhere, the shoes not placed like they used to, the fridge full opens, making the room temperature kind of cold. “Fuck!” I sigh, getting up from the couch. “I can’t believe this is happening to me” I mumble.

I make my way to the kitchen and about to shut the fridge door, instead of cleaning the mess, I grab an apple from the fridge and bite the apple little by little while processing my mind. “I think I have to call Ben and ask him for some help...” I say deep inside. I walk towards the living room and place my ass on the couch, making a good position for me before I grab the phone. “Fiuhhh…” I sigh, grabbing my phone and make my way to call Ben.

“Hello?” Ben answers. “Hi, babe, you awake?” I ask. “Yeah, I had my morning coffee now. What’s up?” He responds. “Mmm… I- I just” I sigh. “What happened?” He asks. “Umm, I need some help, my house now is like a crack ship, can you help me to clean everything up?” I demand. “Ah, sure… I’ll be there in 10 minutes” He says. “Great” I smile. “Do you want me to grab some food for you, or coffee?” He asks.

“N-no, I’m good. Just get in here ASAP” I chuckle. “Ugh right! Okay, I gotta go” He says. Ben about to hang up the phone but I stop him. “H-hey…” I call him. “Yeah?” He responds. “Umm, I was drunk last night, and I dreamt that cops came to my house and gave me an order paper” I chuckle. “Mmm, you have to dream of me instead, I mean… I’m the officer and arrested you in the dirtiest way” He laughs softly. “Oh, God, come on” I groan.

“I mean, last night felt real” I end, and I start to pick all the food wrappers on the floor. “It’s just a dream, nothing to be worry bout” He says. I heavily sigh and grabbing all the wrappers on the floor, cleaning all mess that I made last night. I make my way to the kitchen and throw all the wrappers into the trash. “Yeah, I know…” I sigh. “W-wait… what is that?” I make my way closer to the dining table.

“Oh, my God” I heavily breathe. “Hey, what’s going on?” He asks through the phone. “You have to come here now!” I respond in dismay. “Okay, I’ll be there, just stay cool, okay? I love you” He ends the phone. My body shaking, I throw my ass to the dining seat in dismay. “Shit, fuck, fuck!” I mumble. I’m waiting for Ben to come and he comes ten minutes after. “Hey, what’s happening?” He asks as he stormed into my house.

“How can you get in here? I don’t even-” I say. “I have your key, shit making you forgot everything” He responds. “So, what happened?” He asks. I give him the paper and sigh. “This is real? I mean, it’s a joke right?” He says. “This ain’t joke, look!” I reply as I point my index finger to the paper. “This thing has my name and this is an official sign and logo” I sigh. “I know… I could read, but-” He stutters.

“You think that someone pranked me shit like this, that’s impossible. I don’t have an enemy” I say. “What do you do?” He asks with a confused look. “It’s a long story” I sigh. “Okay, look. Please stay cool, I will call my friend and we’ll figure it out, okay?” He says, caressing my arm. “J-just don’t… please drive me to my parent’s house” I sigh, placing my hand on my head. “Shit! I-I can’t believe this happens to me” I start to cry.

“H-hey… babe, shhhh… I’m here! We’ll through this together, okay?” He cups my cheek, wiping all tears on my cheeks. “Okay…” I respond. “Alright, I’m gonna take you to your parents” He ends. We make our way outside, taking the paper with us, and get into the car after. Ben drives me to my parent’s house and it needs seven minutes to get in there. “He-hey” Ben grabs my hand and holds it tight.

I give him a look and tell nothing. “Everything is gonna be alright” He calms me down. “I’m scared!” I say in a low voice, my eyes keep looking at him. “I know… but we have to through this, okay? And find a solution” He ends. “Okay…” I say, weld up. Ben always by my side in these past few years, he comes when I’m in the lowest part of my life, he helps me up. “I’m fucking hate my life!” I mumble.

“Hey, don’t say that, you make everything worse” Ben says. I heavily sigh and I remove my gaze from him, I lean myself on the car seat and I point my gaze to the driveway. “Okay, we’re here!” He says, turning off the engine. We out of the car and we make our way to my parent’s house. “Is anybody here, hello?” I say as I’m getting in. “There’s nobody here, where are they?” I whisper. “Mom? Dad?” I highly raise my voice as I’m calling them.

My mom suddenly comes from our backyard “Hey, what do you up to this morning? It just 8 AM” She hums as she washes her hands at the sink. I sit at the dining table and give the paper to my mom after. “What is it?” She asks. “J-just read it” I respond in stutters. “Oh, God… you’re in trouble” She whispers. “I’m gonna call your dad” My mom leaves, she taking the paper with her. “Oh God, really?” I sigh. “Hey, stay cool… we’ll settle it” Ben says, he's caressing my hair.

“Your dad will be home soon” My mom sighs. “We’re gonna talk after this! Don’t go anywhere. You’re in trouble Maia!” My mom shook her head, she pissed off. My mom mad at me, none of her kids ever done shit as I have ever done. My dad will mad at me, either. He always proud of me since I was a kid, I was his pride. My dad coming and he took my grandmother with him. He shook his head when he sees me, my mom grabs my hand and pull me to the living room.

“What happened?” My dad asks, all of us sitting on the couch in the living room. I explained him everything I’ve been through last night. “I thought I was dreaming…” I sigh. “Jesus Christ!” My dad sighs. “How could you not tell us!” My mom exclaims. “I don’t know if it’s gonna end like this” I shrug. “Oh God, Jesus!” My mom groans. “Maia…” My mom sighs. “I’m gonna call our family lawyer” My dad left the living room and he pissed off.

I was gambling in Vegas and a little bit drunk. I won more than five rounds and I had $70.000 in my pocket that night. I drowned and drowned into the game and thank God I’ve always won until my last game. Poor me, I drink a lot that night, making me gone crazy, I don’t even clearly remember the scene. My mental was unstable that night because I broke up with Lena and I have to accept shit happens in my life.

At 3 AM, a stranger guy comes from the next table, he’s making his way to my spot and watch the game. Vegas was my distraction spot, that place thrilled me, I make out with a cute stripper named, Vanessa. And waste all my time drinking and gambling when I was there. The stranger man who watched me joined the game, he's slide to the hot seat and sat opposite me, giving me a dirty smirk before he played the game.

We played the game for 15 minutes before he told everyone that I cheated. He doesn’t even have any proof. I’m so mad that night and unconscious, I don’t know if that night was my lucky day or not. I up from my hot gambling seat angrily and I doused him with a bottle of liquor. “This woman is sick!” He shouted as he up from the hot seat and pointed me with his index finger. “Am I?” I scoffed with a raised brow.

“You must think before you said that I cheated!” I exclaimed. “Don’t fuck with me, dude!” I shouted. Everyone in that room watched us, the crowd grew. “This woman is insane!” The man said. “Oh, shut up” I scoffed. “You shut up! You fucking bitch!” He shouted, and he spat after. I quickly grab a gun from my bag and pointed the gun at him. Everyone screaming, they’re hiding under the table, some of them hide behind the casino machine.

“Oh, now you a pussy!” I laughed of loud. “Look, I don’t wanna make any more trouble here” He lowered his voice. “You’re bold in the past of few minutes, what happened? You scared…?” I chuckled. “You scared, huh?” I laughed softly. “I…I’m” He started, but before that, I pull the gun trigger and shoot the casino’s diamond lamp above his head. The lamp cracked into pieces, leaving all the pieces of glass on the floor, and scratched that man.

I was drunk and out of control, I’m not felt guilty that night. I felt like all burden in my chest suddenly fly and gone. I grab my bag and run before the security guards come, I left that suffering man in pain, everyone in there clearly saw me out of the casino, but they tell nothing because I had a gun in my hand. I can shoot all of them if I wanted to and I can shoot that man too, but I didn’t. I may be out of control, but I’m not a bad person.