Recap :
After the incident with Jeremy's cheek and an accidental slap. Momo reached out online to him to apologize. She was also planning to meet him in person to apologize properly and also to pick up her uniform that they got together from the store in the city.
Momo switched off her cameras and logged out of her computer. She turned it off after transferring some of her earnings to her ATM account. Some of those she invested in cryptocurrencies. She bought some BCH to add to her asset holdings and placed some in another wallet which offered high APY%. She thought that a few more coins wouldn't hurt her earnings.
She then sent some fiat to her younger sister and her mother. They were living somewhere in the province. Although they really don't talk much, she couldn't totally cut them off from her life, and sending money is the least that she could do. She wanted to take them with her but her mother wouldn't budge. So she was forced to live a life of her own and in her own.
While sitting on top of her computer chair, she reached out for her undergarments on top of her monitor and from the floor. After dressing up in her underwear, she rolled herself towards the window of her apartment which was overlooking the streets and an intersection. She also picked up the cup of tea from her computer table and she sipped from it. It was as cold as the room and she stared into the cup. And then she watched the streets as they began to fall asleep.
After a few minutes of gazing into the dead road, she collapsed onto her bed and got under her sheets. With a lot on her mind, she tried to close her eyes and practiced the breathing technique she learned from the internet that claimed to help people fall asleep faster.
The breathing exercise goes, you slowly count as 1-2, 1-2. At the 1 count, you slowly but deeply inhale, and at two, you slowly exhale. As you do that, you should try to clear your mind from anything. If you want to, you can try to imagine the color black, to signify nothingness or you can imagine the number 1 and number two as you count in your mind.
Maybe the exercise helps, or maybe it was the exhaustion from her "show" that sent Momo fast asleep.
Momo and her little sister were sitting down in front of the table while her mother was preparing for their dinner. Momo stood up to help set the table and got plates and utensils. She placed them carefully on the table.
"Here's the soup. Careful, it's hot."
Her mother said as she brought a pot onto the table.
"Yey, mush-oom! Mush--oom!"
Her little sister exclaimed.
It was like time has stopped and everything stood still when the door flung open violently. Her mother's boyfriend came into the doorway with an almost empty bottle of liquor in his hand. He was so drunk that Momo could smell him wreaking alcohol from a few steps away.
He sat in front of the table and grabbed the pot and tried to sip from it. It was hot and he was angered since it burnt his tongue. He angrily screamed at the mother and it was followed by a slap to her face. The kids ran on the corner and they were crying shouting for their mother's name.
He ripped their mother's clothes and forced himself inside her.
The mother was crying and being him repeatedly, "not in front of my kids, please" and the pleads were drowned by sorrowful sobbing.
Momo got up and tried to pull the man away from her mother, he swatted her away with the back of his hand. He then grabbed her by the neck,
"What are you trying to do? You can't hurt me, you're weak. You're a useless piece of sh!t."
She fell down to the floor and hurt her head.
After a few minutes, he dragged Momo and put her on the couch. He stripped her naked and ran his hands all over her.
"You're feisty, that's all. But you're weak. If only you weren't then you can prevent this from happening."
He forced his hand into her. And what he did to his mother, he did to her. All the while, behind the sobs, behind the tears, and behind her eyes, she swore inside her mind that from then on forward, she will become somebody who's strong enough to protect herself.
Momo woke up from the nightmare with tears in her eyes. She was not crying, she was not sobbing, there were just tears in her eyes.
Hi gorgeous!
As they say, every person is a book. We all have our own stories, we all have our own backgrounds. And as we are told not to judge a book by its cover the same we shall avoid for us humans.
We don't know what a person endured, what a person had to go through in life, we don't know where a person is in terms of the whole world, the least we could do is to just be kind or be respectful at the very least. Just like my very dear friend who's just so kind and generous, plus, she's the really wise, Mary the Wise, @immaryandmerry . Thank you for the usual support! :)
Anyhow, I would like to tell you that I appreciate you reading this one and that you did not judge it by the title itself. Here's a toast to us, to the betterment of everything, and as always ...
Cheers!!!
Series : The (Not So) Perfect World of Jeremy
Episode : 019
Title : A Fleeting Dream
Published : 04-Oct-2021
Author : © RB
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img 1 : https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-50887893
My eyes were teary upon reading as a memory of the past visit me. I thought I've overcome it but I guess it will always be there. To haunt me every now and then when triggered. There's no pain, no anger no hate just tears. I feel her and so much more.