Chapter 16

               Zahaire's pov

It was weird that I've been calling Teon without him answering or returning my calls, I hope he was ok I thought worriedly as I put back my phone in my pocket. Hopefully he will see my text and reply because I have no other way of contacting him, I sighed and began taking up the large heavy stones from the riverbed again.

  "Ok, the truck is loaded. I'll go drop these off and come back," Ethan called out.

"Ok," Zavian yelled.

  I sat down to rest and took up my bottle of water taking a drink, still no call yet from the work agency and I was worried sick that Sharrie and Janay may not be able to pay all the bills. With a high stone wall and concrete houses and roofs, we'll be safer. The large iron gate will be kept locked at all times even when we all leave God's willing.

  My phone rang and I answered Teon excitedly. "Hello my friend, how are you?"

  "About to be divorced and homeless," he said sadly.

  "What?!" I ask him unsure if I'd heard right.

  "Someone videoed me coming out of a hotel with Diamond and send it to my wife, a friend of her's told her husband that it was Sharon and I truly believe it was her." He explained.

"Oh my Gosh, I can't believe. Is there any way to convince her otherwise?" I exclaimed then ask.

"None. My wife's attorney has went and gotten other footages from that hotel and another I took Diamond to, I'm ruined," he answered then told me.

  I sighed heavily and told him. "I'm so sorry about that Teon, wow!"

"A'right I'll catch you later my friend, I'm hanging in there," he said.

"Ok, hold tight and all the best," I told him.

"Oh geez," I murmured and got up as Ethan came back with the truck.



  Later that evening we ate hungrily, I was so tired as soon as I lay my head down I went deep into sleep and morning came too soon. Me and my brother work with Ethan and his brothers and cousins for two hours before we all got ready for our jobs, I was glad my work wasn't so pressing that day because I felt tired.

  I didn't work with the others that evening when I got home, I went through all the paper works my mother collected that day. Sometimes I had to call Ethan or a member of his family to confirm that all there information was accurate and after two weeks we went to the embassy on the dates we got.

By the time we all went I was convinced that we are an unlucky family, either that or someone was working in the government against us. Only my mother and little sister got there visas, my grandma cried non-stop in disbelief. I told my mom that I was happy she and my sister would be going, but I was sad that we all didn't get the chance to go also.

  My father was disappointed and said he will try again and that he will never stop trying. I smile at my mother on the day she and my sister was leaving, I'm glad she will finally be with my father after all the years they have been seperated. It was bittersweet and all I want was for us all to be happy, we all had our hopes up and now with nothing but to continue living and fighting to survive all I could do was pray that an opportunity would open somewhere for me.

  When Sharrie called that evening, I thought she was just calling me to find out how everything went with our mother, instead she was asking me make arrangements to pick her up from the airport. I was so shock that I sat down in the cement mixture by accident, I felt so weak Zavian had to pull me up and I went inside immediately to lie down.

  I cried for about an hour in utter distress, when I finally found the strength to get up and bathe Zavian and my grandma sat in our living room looking at me expectantly.

"Sharrie is being deported," I told them lowly.

They both began to cry and I ask them not to tell my mother, I didn't want her and my sister to be sad and I didn't want my father to feel any lesser than he may be feeling that we weren't able to come to him. It was another hard blow to the family and I went to work the following day with a terrible headache, there is no way Janay was going to be able to pay the mortgage and foot all the bills all at the same time. Teon had his situation and I can not look to him for help at this point in time.

Janay's pov

When Sharrie didn't come home at noon I got extremely worried and call her, after she explained what had happened I felt so sad that I could not continue working. I shut down my laptop and began to pace back and forth from the living room to the back patio, I think deeply if there was anything I could do as a wife- she was almost a citizen.

With a sadness so deep I pack her things and took them to the location they were keeping her at, I began to cry the moment I saw her. Her eyes were red and below them were swollen, I could only speak to her through a glass partition and then asked to leave shortly after being there.

  On the news that night Sharon was slapped with a large fine and the twins were taken from her custody and returned to the orphanage. Good for them I thought, they could rest their wondering vaginas. I wonder how they came to be like that at such a young age, they would be monitored and I hope they will come out better than how they are now.

  Sharon stood at losing the house and her car, I felt sorry for her and I turned off the television feeling terrible. I began seeking other online jobs that same night, I could not sleep all I could think about was all that had happen that day. I could always go and visit Sharrie but travelling costs and with my expense cut out for me right now I dare not even think about it.

  It had to be that same woman that Sharrie had got into a fight with, with all that is happening in the world people still finding time to hate each other. Instead of streching a helping hand they stretch their hands to destroy you, may the almighty sever those wicked hands and turn their minds around.

The morning resembled my mood with overcast skies, I searched in earnest for another online job that could help me with all the bills. The rain began to drizzle and then it began to pour, the temperature dropped and I pause from working to get my baby into warm clothing. I thought about Sharrie whose flight leaves in an hour and I wish something would arise for her to be allowed to stay.

  I sighed sadly, life was a mystery that one can only unravel daily, I already felt like I've lived a lifetime and all I want is just to relax. I feel tired and wonder what my life would have been if things had been different. Now I have a mini me to take care of and I felt burden though I didn't want to be, how am I going to be successful and independent when I can't even take care of my responsibilities by myself.

  My thoughts cause my head to begin to throb and I took a deep breath and shut them off. "I can do this, I have to," I said loudly.

  It snowed heavily the following week and my job slowed, talk about bad timing of nature but I comfort myself with reading whilst hoping for for things to turn in my favor. I began to read 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁, the cover looked kind of simple but that was the catch, by the time I reach the second chapter I was cursing the author. Why did she always write books that tread so deep upon my emotions, the story was unfinished so I messaged her asking her to update and to my surprise she responds that she would soon.

While I could not sleep I began reading a book she hasn't updated in a while titled 𝗪𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗙𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗧𝗼𝗼, it made me wonder for the umpteenth time if the author had been through a lot of challenges in her lifetime why she wrote these kinds of stories. I felt motivated by what she writes and I steal myself and messaged her again.

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𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. (𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.)

A͜͡u͜͡t͜͡h͜͡o͜͡u͜͡r͜͡
𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐧, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐍𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 💛👑

I read her reply over and over, I smiled and with that I went to sleep feeling hopeful.

To be continued...