My only mission

Julia POV:

My hands were cuffed, and my legs were tied to the bedpost on four sides. The whole room was pitchy, and when I tried to scream, I realised my mouth was also plastered. I don’t know where I am, and within seconds the room door opened and the light was turned on. But the light was only turned on in the room where my bed was located. I could see a silhouette coming towards me.

“How are you, darling?” I heard a voice that was so cold and deep that it sent a shiver down my spine. I started struggling and moving my head in both directions, indicating to him that I couldn’t speak.

    “Oh. You can’t speak. I forgot about your plaster,” he said, coming to me. I looked at his face, but a demon mask covered it. He removed the plaster and went back only after running his fingers through my face. I didn’t feel angered or disgusted by his touch, but I felt warmth.

     “Who are you?”  I questioned him.

“I am your, ahh, leave it; you don’t need to know about me,” he answered.

“Why did you tie me up here?” I questioned him, looking at my hands and legs, which were tied with rope.

“Because I want to play with you,” he answered.

“Buzz, buzz,” my alarm started buzzing, breaking my dream and sleeping. I opened my eyes and looked around. I couldn't find anyone. Then I looked around, only to realise I was in my room. I even looked at my hands and legs, but they are also free and not tied. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

“What a scary dream it is,” I thought to myself, and I stayed like that.

“Good morning, angel.” I heard my mom’s voice, and I immediately forgot about the dream of hearing her voice.

“Good morning, mom. How is dad?” I wished her back with a smile on my face. She came to me and sat beside me. I got up and kept my head in her lap. She ran her hand on my head with love and said,

    “Dad is fine. What’s my angel doing?” she questioned.

“Waiting for her mom so she can get up to see the most beautiful and gorgeous smile of my life,” I answered, opening my eyes.

“You have a sweet tongue,” mom said, and I smiled.

“Oh, she is telling the truth. Indeed, your smiling face looks so beautiful. We both heard my dad’s voice, and I stood up, getting up from my mom. I ran to my dad, hugged him tightly, and kissed him on the cheek.

     “Good morning dad.  "I missed you,” I wished him.

“You saw him last night and hugged him like this at that time. How can you miss him?” Mom questioned.

“It's been more than 6 hours since I have seen him, momma." How can’t I miss him?” I questioned myself by keeping both hands on my waist.

“She is jealous of us, princess. Let her be, and why don't you hear me? Go to college like everyone else and concentrate on your studies," my dad tried to persuade me.

“Dad, I will go to college and study too,” I replied, and hearing my words, there was a twinkle in his eyes.

“Are you telling the truth, princess? Wifey, have you heard what she said just now?” He said it in an exciting voice. Before mom could say anything, I took dad’s hands in mine and took him to the bed. I made him sit on the bed beside Mom, and I sat on the floor in front of them and took their hands into mine, looked directly into their eyes, and said,

“I will definitely go to college and pursue my higher studies, and I will reach my dream too. But first, let me complete the mission that is in front of me right now. After this, I will definitely go to college and study.”

“Listen to us, princess,” dad requested.

“Dad, please don’t bring up this topic again,” I said, and I went from there to freshen up.

“How do I change her mind?” I could hear my dad questioning my mom. I don’t know what my mom said as I turned on the shower and stood under it. Tears started flowing down my face.

“Whatever happens, I won’t take a step back until I complete what I wanted to,” I strongly decided, and I came out completing my bath. By the time I came out, my mom and dad were not in the room, but a dress was waiting for me on the bed. I smiled upon seeing it and wore it. It was blue jeans and a white top that reached my thighs. I applied cold cream and lip gloss, tied my hair in a ponytail, and walked out, taking my bag and phone with me. My mom prepared breakfast and packed me a lunch box. We three had our breakfast together with some random chitchat, and after kissing them both on the cheeks, I left home for work.

I didn't introduce myself, right? I am Julia Parker, and I am 19 years old. I am the only daughter of my parents, and I am an apple in their eyes. We don’t have any relatives or friends; their whole world is only me. I am from a below-middle-class family, and currently, I am doing three jobs per day. I am still trying for 4th, and I have a mission to complete. My day starts with sleeping on my mother’s lap and ends with sharing everything that happened with my dad. I never felt sad for not having any friends because my parents are my best friends, my siblings, my life, and everything. A smile on their lips can make me forget all the troubles I am going through, and for that smile, I am ready to do anything, even if it costs my life. I too had my dreams for my care.

But for now, I only have to complete this mission.