Irony and Happiness
Chapter 1
The dull grey morning reflected Serena perfectly. The
previous night was still a shock for her.
"Why me?" she asked softly for herself. She was lying on
her comfortable bed, all worn out from crying yesterday.
A commotion of some kind brought her out of her thoughts
and she leaned her head against the door to hear what
it was all about.
A voice of her mother and some neighbours drifted upstairs
to her.
"I need....now!"
"I'm sorry sir, but....didn't know this was going to
happen...My husband.." Here a faint sob could be heard.
Something is wrong, thought Serena as she hurried down
the stairs to the main room.
A crowd of people greeted her sight. Anger built up
inside Serena as she looked at the crowd of people. From
the way they talked loudly and the quick waving of hands,
they were not here to console her mother. How could they be
so insensitive? she thought, clenching her fists at her side.
"What do you all want!" she demanded, getting everyone's
attention effectively.
"Serena, go to your room!" Jillian ordered, not wanting her
daughter to be mixed up in this. "This is none
of your business."
A fat and bald man in his thirties stepped in forward from
the crowd and leered at Serena's
18 year old and very developed body, visible underneath the thin
cotton dress, and said,
"Maybe you can help your
Mother, Serena! Seems like your family owns a lot of
money after those people who killed your dad also took
all the money in the bank. Just broke into the safe
by smashing it to bits."
"Yeah!" someone else in the crowd yelled out. "I want my
money now! I stored a lot of money in your father's
bank."
"Shut up Lemmen!" someone else called out. "You ain't got
much lost! Probably just $100. Now me, I lost about
$1000!"
Serena looked at her mother helplessly. How is the family
going to continue living if they are in debt like this?
Jilian's usually composed face was now pale and
trembling. Lines had already stitched themselves on her
face. Dark circles under her eyes looked like ugly
bruises. She still didn't know how to get enough money
to return to the angry and demanding people who used to
look like friends.
"Please! My husband just died. Give me some sympathy and
time for me to get all the money!" Jillian pleaded.
After several pleas and implorations, the crowd finally
agreed to give Jillian and Serena 5 days to get all the
money and went home.
As soon as the crowds left, Jillian sank down onto the
nearby chair and sighed.
"Mother," Serena said hesitantly, "how are we going
to get that much money? I think we own those people
about $9000 dollars!"
"I don't know Serena," Jilian said wearily. "I just don't
know."
_______________________________________________
"What?" the cold voice lashed out at the 2 kneeling
figures on the floor dressed in all black. The person's
face was hidden in the shadow of the large room's many
furniture. The only distinctive thing about the person
is that he's a man and obviously very rich judging from
the things in the room. Clean and spotless, the whole
room reeked with money. Different shelves were
filled with books both ancient and new. Matching silver
carpets and drapes covered the floor and window. The
furniture was all a color of deep brown.
One of the kneeling figures, the bolder one,
looked up at the man and
spoke, "Master! Forgive us! It was an accident. We had
never intended to kill that foolish old man. He got in
the way! If he had just given us the money and left, then
none of this would have happened."
There was a silence, then, "Did I give you permission to
steal?" The single sentence carried a deeper meaning within
and the figure fell silent. Sweat could be seen appearing
on his forehead.
"I do not tolerate failures or disobedience," the voice
continued. "I'm afraid I'll have to let you go."
This time, it was the silent person who spoke. With his
head still bent, he pleaded, "Please Master! Have mercy!"
"I will give you some money so you can survive on that for
a while," the voice ignored the plea, "Now leave me!"
The two figures stood up and slowly walked out the door.
As soon as the two figures left, the man came out of the
shadow and sighed.
"I'm sorry Napheha and Zoites. You have served me well,
but this mistake will not be forgiven and forgotten."
The man then walked over to the window. The piercing
blue eyes gazed out into the night and stood
by the window, his silky black hair blew in dissarray by the
wind. A single thought ran through his head. What about
the family of the dead man?
_______________________________
The night was as silent as it can be. Everyone had gone to bed at
this hour: midnight. Serena packed her few belongings into an old bag and then sat
down to write a farewell letter to her mother.
Dear Mother,
When you get this letter, I don't know where I'll be. Please do
not look for me because I'll be far, far away from our
village of Fella. I assure you, mother, that I'm not gone for
my own good, but for the good of the family. We need to get
enough money, or we'll never satisfy those awful neighbours. I
am going to try my luck somewhere far away from Fella and hopefully
be able to work to earn enough money to pay off our debts.
Maybe I'll go to a big city, somewhere in England! You know I've always wanted
to explore and see a city. How fascinating it would be for me. Please
do not worry for my safety, for I shall take care of myself. I don't want
to be a burden to you. If all goes well, an amount of money will be sent
to you by the 5th day to pay off our debts. Wish me luck, and please
take good care of your self.
Your devoted daughter,
Serena Princely
Folding the note and putting it on her dresser, Serena stood up and picked up her
small suitcase and walked out the door of her house. The cool night wind blew at
her, as though urging her to go back to the safety of her room. For a moment, Serena
hesitated, unsure of her decision. But then, an inner voice reminded her of
the worry on Jillian's face, and the angry expressions on her neighbors face.
Determination striked at Serena and she slowly trudged along the the sidewalk leading
her to her future, whatever it helds.
The direction Serena took was south. She had no idea that at that moment, a handsome,
lonely man with piercing blue eyes also walked along the sidewalk. But this man was
at the sidewalk of Monna, city of England. She also had no idea that Monna is about 300km
south of the village of Fella...
end of chpt1
So? How was this chapter everyone? I want to give big thanks to all the people who
have reviewed me with such nice comments. It is because of you guys that I decided
to write and post this chapter a week ahead. I didn't know I can write like this! This
might be one of the few times that I write and post one chapter a day for 2 days! Well,
please email or review me and tell me what you think!
Chapter 1
The dull grey morning reflected Serena perfectly. The
previous night was still a shock for her.
"Why me?" she asked softly for herself. She was lying on
her comfortable bed, all worn out from crying yesterday.
A commotion of some kind brought her out of her thoughts
and she leaned her head against the door to hear what
it was all about.
A voice of her mother and some neighbours drifted upstairs
to her.
"I need....now!"
"I'm sorry sir, but....didn't know this was going to
happen...My husband.." Here a faint sob could be heard.
Something is wrong, thought Serena as she hurried down
the stairs to the main room.
A crowd of people greeted her sight. Anger built up
inside Serena as she looked at the crowd of people. From
the way they talked loudly and the quick waving of hands,
they were not here to console her mother. How could they be
so insensitive? she thought, clenching her fists at her side.
"What do you all want!" she demanded, getting everyone's
attention effectively.
"Serena, go to your room!" Jillian ordered, not wanting her
daughter to be mixed up in this. "This is none
of your business."
A fat and bald man in his thirties stepped in forward from
the crowd and leered at Serena's
18 year old and very developed body, visible underneath the thin
cotton dress, and said,
"Maybe you can help your
Mother, Serena! Seems like your family owns a lot of
money after those people who killed your dad also took
all the money in the bank. Just broke into the safe
by smashing it to bits."
"Yeah!" someone else in the crowd yelled out. "I want my
money now! I stored a lot of money in your father's
bank."
"Shut up Lemmen!" someone else called out. "You ain't got
much lost! Probably just $100. Now me, I lost about
$1000!"
Serena looked at her mother helplessly. How is the family
going to continue living if they are in debt like this?
Jilian's usually composed face was now pale and
trembling. Lines had already stitched themselves on her
face. Dark circles under her eyes looked like ugly
bruises. She still didn't know how to get enough money
to return to the angry and demanding people who used to
look like friends.
"Please! My husband just died. Give me some sympathy and
time for me to get all the money!" Jillian pleaded.
After several pleas and implorations, the crowd finally
agreed to give Jillian and Serena 5 days to get all the
money and went home.
As soon as the crowds left, Jillian sank down onto the
nearby chair and sighed.
"Mother," Serena said hesitantly, "how are we going
to get that much money? I think we own those people
about $9000 dollars!"
"I don't know Serena," Jilian said wearily. "I just don't
know."
_______________________________________________
"What?" the cold voice lashed out at the 2 kneeling
figures on the floor dressed in all black. The person's
face was hidden in the shadow of the large room's many
furniture. The only distinctive thing about the person
is that he's a man and obviously very rich judging from
the things in the room. Clean and spotless, the whole
room reeked with money. Different shelves were
filled with books both ancient and new. Matching silver
carpets and drapes covered the floor and window. The
furniture was all a color of deep brown.
One of the kneeling figures, the bolder one,
looked up at the man and
spoke, "Master! Forgive us! It was an accident. We had
never intended to kill that foolish old man. He got in
the way! If he had just given us the money and left, then
none of this would have happened."
There was a silence, then, "Did I give you permission to
steal?" The single sentence carried a deeper meaning within
and the figure fell silent. Sweat could be seen appearing
on his forehead.
"I do not tolerate failures or disobedience," the voice
continued. "I'm afraid I'll have to let you go."
This time, it was the silent person who spoke. With his
head still bent, he pleaded, "Please Master! Have mercy!"
"I will give you some money so you can survive on that for
a while," the voice ignored the plea, "Now leave me!"
The two figures stood up and slowly walked out the door.
As soon as the two figures left, the man came out of the
shadow and sighed.
"I'm sorry Napheha and Zoites. You have served me well,
but this mistake will not be forgiven and forgotten."
The man then walked over to the window. The piercing
blue eyes gazed out into the night and stood
by the window, his silky black hair blew in dissarray by the
wind. A single thought ran through his head. What about
the family of the dead man?
_______________________________
The night was as silent as it can be. Everyone had gone to bed at
this hour: midnight. Serena packed her few belongings into an old bag and then sat
down to write a farewell letter to her mother.
Dear Mother,
When you get this letter, I don't know where I'll be. Please do
not look for me because I'll be far, far away from our
village of Fella. I assure you, mother, that I'm not gone for
my own good, but for the good of the family. We need to get
enough money, or we'll never satisfy those awful neighbours. I
am going to try my luck somewhere far away from Fella and hopefully
be able to work to earn enough money to pay off our debts.
Maybe I'll go to a big city, somewhere in England! You know I've always wanted
to explore and see a city. How fascinating it would be for me. Please
do not worry for my safety, for I shall take care of myself. I don't want
to be a burden to you. If all goes well, an amount of money will be sent
to you by the 5th day to pay off our debts. Wish me luck, and please
take good care of your self.
Your devoted daughter,
Serena Princely
Folding the note and putting it on her dresser, Serena stood up and picked up her
small suitcase and walked out the door of her house. The cool night wind blew at
her, as though urging her to go back to the safety of her room. For a moment, Serena
hesitated, unsure of her decision. But then, an inner voice reminded her of
the worry on Jillian's face, and the angry expressions on her neighbors face.
Determination striked at Serena and she slowly trudged along the the sidewalk leading
her to her future, whatever it helds.
The direction Serena took was south. She had no idea that at that moment, a handsome,
lonely man with piercing blue eyes also walked along the sidewalk. But this man was
at the sidewalk of Monna, city of England. She also had no idea that Monna is about 300km
south of the village of Fella...
end of chpt1
So? How was this chapter everyone? I want to give big thanks to all the people who
have reviewed me with such nice comments. It is because of you guys that I decided
to write and post this chapter a week ahead. I didn't know I can write like this! This
might be one of the few times that I write and post one chapter a day for 2 days! Well,
please email or review me and tell me what you think!