Micah

This was the fifth time I was calling him, I bit my finger and paced around the room. He must be so mad. Being drunk was no excuse and I had to take responsibility for my actions.

Honestly I was happy he didn't pick I didn't know what I was going to say, I would apologize but I doubt he would accept it. But then again maybe he didn't pick because he didn't know who was calling, I had his number but he didn't have mine.

I hoped my actions wouldn't affect the contract.

Not that the contract was the only thing I cared about. I sincerely felt bad about my actions.

****

The day was nearly over, it was early evening. I stood by the window of the coffee shop watching the sunset, I briefly remembered when Zion and I used to watch the sunset. No!! I didn't have time to be thinking about Zion, I hadn't spoken to Mr Lyon today and after today I only had four more days left.

I was pulled out of my trance by Amahale who tapped me on my shoulder, I turned to her smiling but unfortunately she didn't return the smile, she had a troubled look on her face.

"Are you okay?" I had to ask, she looked too pale for a black girl.

She shook her head pulling out her phone from her apron.

"Haven't you heard?" She asked smoothly, the sunlight from the glass widows shone on her honey brown skin making the beauty of her skin glow.

I wondered why I never got a lead on online news?"

"What?"

She showed me a picture on her phone, it was graphic, a lady with several shootings on her body, blood was everywhere, I gasped as I stared at it.

"This!! 'Camille Brie Condo, a very popular A-list actress was found dead early hours of the morning close to a lake, suspicions are that she was robbed seeing that her car and other belongings are gone'. ". Amahale said sadly as I bit my lips, how could humans be so Savage.

" That's not all," Amahale informed as I blinked at her.

There's more?

"Test were carried on her and discovered she was three weeks pregnant!" My jaws dropped, those savages had taken the life of both mother and child, my throat itched just thinking about it?

"There's more, I read that she was just coming back from the house of CEO of trust bank before her murder. A lot of hate comments are flooding the Internet." She took a minute to read my expression.

"What time was it?" I bit my fingers.

"It was discovered today but it took place around ten pm yesterday" she folded her arm. We were still at the pub by ten pm.

I imagined how Mr Lyon must feel reading all those comments plus the video. I wished I never persuaded him to leave the house.

If Ms Camille was coming from Mr Lyon's house, she couldn't meet up with him. Maybe if he had stayed home, she could have stayed longer at his house and avoided death.

"I have to leave!" I pulled my apron off, judging by Mr Lyon's character and pride he might not have anyone to be with him. I had to stay with him, that might just get him to change his mind.

"Where to?" Amahale caught my apron.

"An asshole might need me now, I'll work tomorrow's shift!" I screamed running out the door.

****

I couldn't believe it, it was late, freezing. Mr Lyon's house was so far away, I had to take two buses and yet I was denied entry.

I smiled at Simeon with my hands at my back.

"Simeon please, does Mr Lyon know it's me?" I asked

"He doesn't care who it is, he said no one should be allowed. I got in trouble the last two times for letting you in?" My shoulders dropped had I come here for nothing.

"Besides the paparazzi have been here since morning, they just left few minutes ago." He informed as I sighed loudly, I didn't want to leave before apologising.

"OK then, I guess I'll leave," I turned my back and began walking away, I really hoped he'd call me back but when he didn't I walked back to him.

"Can you tell Mr Lyon it's Micah?" I inquired with twitched lips.

"I don't think it'll be much different." Simeon said raising a phone to his ear.

He spoke a few minutes on the phone before letting me pass. I was relieved, if that didn't work I was planning to climb the fences which I might have broken my ribs in the process because they were enormous.

The house usually looked dull and bland but today it was really noticeable. I started thinking of what to say when I got inside.

I pushed the door open, I had never seen a time when Mr Lyon left his door open. My eyes scanned through the living room, Mr Lyon was sitting on the rug with a liquor bottle in his hands.

I rushed to him snatching the bottle out of his hand.

"I can hold my liquor." he muttered standing up from the rug.

"Have you eaten?" Why did I ask him that? I guess it's because he looked horrible, his skin was pale, his green eyes were exhausted, not swollen, exhausted.

"I've been thinking," Mr Lyon walked to the dining room as I walked behind him.

"The person I hate most in this world is you." He stated, opening the fridge and getting some water. I took a step backwards.

What?

No one had ever told me they hated me, maybe they did but they didn't tell me.

"Yet I keep wanting to see you face," he paused for a few seconds avoiding eye contact.

"This contract.... It's a stupid excuse to keep seeing your face. You can't change my mind." I was quiet until he finally looked into my eye's, he looked so weak and I'm not used to seeing Mr Lyon like this.

"Let's just end the contract! You go your separate ways with your family. I won't collect the money!"

I thought about it briefly but it wouldn't work out. My whole family was unemployed, we couldn't even afford a one room apartment for now.

I shook my head as he widened his eyes. "I don't intend to part ways with you until a change you mind." I said boldly as I stuck my chest out and stood my tallest but he still dwarfed me.

"But I have a request." Most people would have taken Mr Lyon's offer, most people had better chances than me.