Sixteen

I awoke sweaty because I forgot to turn on the air conditioner. That's why my body was drenched in sweat. When I opened my eyes, I noticed Gianna wasn't sleeping on top of me anymore. I assumed she was eating in the kitchen. So I got up to stand, but I noticed Gianna's belongings had vanished.
And I noticed that my clothes were neatly folded close to the couch. I abruptly stood up, even though I was naked. Because Gianna was just in the kitchen, I assumed. I didn't even see her shadow. There was only one thing on my mind at this point, and she left without saying goodbye again.

I sighed in anger because Gianna fooled me again. I shook my head. So I just decided to go back to the living room. When I arrived, I found Lance standing stunned.
"What's up with your looks, Marcus?" He exclaimed, terrified at the sight of me.
"Why is there something wrong with the way I look?" I asked him.
"Why are you naked walking here inside your house?" is his question.
"Is it forbidden? This is my house, "I replied.
"Get dressed," he said as he walked away from me.
I was left laughing in the living room of the house. I went into the bedroom and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I'm going into the office today. I will let Gianna live her life first. I'm going to rest for now because I'm so tired from what we did last night.
I smiled. Because my obsession with Gianna was cured, even though she just did that thing to avoid me again. I have already started taking a bath. Two minutes later, I came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist.
I took another towel to wipe my wet hair. as I rummaged for something to wear to the office. I had never seen my clothes to wear yet when my phone suddenly ring on the bed.
I looked at it, and Thompson called.
“Marcus, I've already redeemed Gianna's house. What am I going to do next?" He asked me.
"Send someone there to evict them and also papers to prove that their house was redeemed by the bank," I said.
"What?" was his question.
“Don't ask me any more questions, Thompson, just do what I tell you to do. " I told him.
"All right," he says, and then hangs up the phone.
I'm still lying on my bed. I don't want to go to the office today. My fever had not gone away and my body was still in pain. I was just shaken by the thought of what happened to Marcus and me again.
I got my hair cut because I was fooling myself again. I got out of bed and went out of my room. I go straight to the kitchen. The house is very quiet because, until now, Auntie has not come home.
I came out of the balcony carrying a glass of water. I noticed that someone was standing outside the house. I approached the gate and opened it.
"Good morning, ma'am," a man in his thirties greeted me. I nodded.
He had a paper given to me. I accepted it and read it. My eyes watered because of what I read. It is stated in the said paper that the house where my Auntie and I lives is mortgaged to the bank. Since my aunt could not pay the monthly fee, the bank is taking over this house.
Does my aunt know this so she doesn't come home anymore? But why can’t she tell me everything?
"How much is the mortgage on this house in the bank?" I asked the man.
"2 million, ma'am," replied the man.
It was as if I was going to stumble over what I heard the man say. Where can I get such a large amount? How am I now? Where will I live with this?
"The bank only gives you two days, to pack." said the man.
He told me nothing else other than packing. I faintly walked into the house carrying the paper I was holding. Once I was inside the house I went into the room and picked up my phone to call my aunt, but I can't contact her. I call it a few times but was out of coverage area. So I just called Pia.
"Hello, Pia?" I told her on the other line.
"Gianna, what happened to your voice? Do you have a problem?" she asked me.
I don't want to talk anymore because I feel like I'm going to cry over what happened. So I just texted her.
I went inside my room and started packing. My aunt will take care of the things she left here. I never thought she would be able to keep it a secret from me. I heard a car stop at the house, I knew it was Pia because I told her my address over a text message. There was a rattle indicating that she had entered the house. A minute later I heard her voice calling my name.
I left the room to face Pia. I found her sitting in the living room. She stood up to see me once and hug me. I hugged her back as well.
"That's okay, Winter's house is spacious for you. She's also worried but can't leave the office because she's busy," said Pia.
"You should pack your things so we can leave." She said.
I nodded and went back inside the room.
When I returned to the living room, I was carrying two suitcases. I placed it near Pia's seat and returned what was left inside. An hour later I was inside Pia's car. She was already driving home to Winter's house.
"Where were you last night?" Pia asked.
I suddenly fell silent because I was at Marcus' house. Marcus and I were doing nasty things and then Pia called so I didn't answer.
"I'm sorry, Pia, I fell asleep early." I lied.
She nodded and drove fast.
I was already in the office. Leaning back in a swivel chair. While carrying a ball pen in my other hand. Thompson hasn't called me yet. What has already happened? I hope that when Gianna has no place to live, she will come home voluntarily and beg me to help her. I smiled at the thought of the two of us living under one roof. The door suddenly opened and Thompson entered.
He sat in front of me and looked at me.
"How's what I'm asking you to do, Thompson?" I asked him.
"I've done it, and Gianna has left with a woman," he said to me.
My forehead furrowed.
"Is she her aunt?" I will ask.
"I don't think so, because the person I asked said that her aunt hadn't been home for about a week," Thompson replied.
I nodded.
"Where is she right now?" I will ask.
"She took a car with the woman and they leave their house right away," Thompson replied.
"How did you do it?" I asked again.
"I ordered someone to go to her house this morning and pretend to be a banker. I made a notice and sent it to that person to give to Gianna the letter I made," he replied.
"I thought you bought the house so the bank wouldn't get it but why did you send her away?" he asked me.
"Thompson I just did that so she would come to me and ask for help." my answer. "
But I don't think she will ask for your help because the woman she was with earlier will help her herself." he answered me.
I was out of breath. I don't know what that woman wants.
"Why do you insist on one woman? When in fact you’ve got them all anytime? " my mind suddenly asked. I closed my eyes. I’m going crazy if I’ll never stop thinking about Gianna.
"I'm leaving, Marcus," he says to me.
I nodded. An hour later I was still sitting in the office. Why didn't I think of asking for Gianna's number so that I could call her and say hello?
I was at Winter's house. I said goodbye to Pia for a moment to go out.
"I'm leaving first, Pia," I said.
She nodded. I was already outside Winter's house and waiting for a taxi. A minute ago someone taxing stopped in front of me.
I was already in a taxi on my way to a place that only I knew. The car I was riding in stopped an hour later. I got off after I paid the driver. When the driver left, I passed a small road full of green grass on each side. It has a relaxing atmosphere and the place is quiet. I've been here before when I'm sad and devastated.
I have reached the creek. I sat on the rocky shore with my two feet dangling to reach the water. I let the sandals I was wearing get wet. I want to breathe first in what I am going through. I remember once again someone I will never forget, even though he is happy in his life now with his wife and four children. I smiled bitterly, I hope that the time will come when I will be happy then. It hurts to think that leaving me then brought him the happiness he had seen in another woman. It hurts to think that the relationship that ends is that only he knows and decides.
 
 The dreams that we developed together were fulfilled by another woman. So here I am right now, my life has become miserable because of what he did. I allowed myself to get involved with an old man billionaire with a children. I don't know what that old man can give me if I let myself drown in his strong personality. So now I'm avoiding him again after I did the mistakes a second time around. I don't want to get to the point where the old man's children will get angry at me because they will think that I am chasing their father for money.
because I know it’s hard to get along with rich individuals. They are really in the habit of insulting the poor.
I know not all rich people have bad habits but they all generalize because some have a bad attitude. I remember Harley. I hope it will allow me to stay at her house temporarily.

The anger I felt for my aunt erupted. We have been together for a long time but she still managed to lie to me. I wish she could have told me that the house was mortgaged to the bank to find a way to redeem it. It was an enormous amount, I do not know where she used the money maybe after she mortgaged the house in the bank she didn’t pay the monthly fee until she can have the house back. That’s why she is nowhere to be found right now because she felt ashamed of what she has done. I shook my head at the thought of why my Aunt turned that way. I’ll need to save more money to buy my own house.
I don't want to just live in Harley's house because I felt embarrassed. We don't know each other very well yet but for now, I was very thankful for her kindness. It suddenly misted so I thought of going home before the rain reached me here. I stood up and shook the back of my pants. I was walking off to reach the highway. As I look around the surroundings I saw the clouds were getting dark indicating that rain coming. When I was next to the highway I waited for a taxi. A minute ago a taxi stopped in front of me. I opened the door and entered. When I entered, heavy rain fell.
The cold weather along with the cooling I feel due to the power of the taxi’s air condition. I looked out the window. The size of the raindrops that drip on the paved road. I was amazed because even better the raindrops flow freely over the road. Fortunately, rain gives life to crops around the world. But my life seems meaningless to the person I loved the most.
We passed a group of young children playing in the rain. I can see that their happiness is very short-lived. They all smiled genuinely upon knowing that the rain drops on theirs. With each smile they made I felt sad because not once in my life had I experienced being a child. Because of the hardship, I was going through without a parent to take care of me, I never thought of playing in the rain like the children I saw.