Chapter 3( The Encounter)

All that happened yesterday was a blasts. I show somebody aside of Shainna my biggest weakness of mine. All my past problems, past emotions came back and I feel like it's killing me slowly again and again. But I need to moved forward and make something that can solve my past issues in my life. I wish, I can easily forget but I can never do that. I love my mom. My mom is I only have when I was young. Today, I got out of bed early to go to a church. I need to surrender all my problems to God. I need to tell him all of my sufferings and sadness. I want God to talk to him how I really miss my mother. Maybe I wish I can have some time to see her even my dreams. I really wish I can do better for my incoming interview in the big company like Hera Publishing. It will be a good opportunity to me, to be a famous writer through the help of a well known company. Hera Publishing is well known by hiring aspiring writers and they will help them to be good as a professional writers by providing free training for the employees. Many writers wanted to be part of Hera and I am one of them. But  I heard that is really difficult to be part of it because they choose the best of the best.

It will be honor if I will be part of Hera. I’m sure they will help me to enhance my skills and knowledge in writing. It would be better for me to be part of this company. I can use their popularity to published a book about my mother.

I decided to take a walk through the church and I just wear a simple outfit. I want time to reflect on my life, my past and the future. I want to surrender to God. I want to inform him all of my feelings and sufferings. When I reached my destination, I hurried inside of the church and sat near the entrance of it. I slowly closed my eyes and I can see a vision that the world expects me to be a better version of me, I hand over all my problems to God. I believe God will guide and help me to give justice to the death of my mother. I also want to get my dad home, I want to know where he is. Dad, I wish we can be together this time. I’m only five years old when my dad left us. My mom do her best to fulfill the duty of being my father and mother. I know it is not easy for her to raised me. A few of my tears fell on my face. I cry again. I Always crying about everything I remember in my life.

In the middle of my prayers, I heard loud noises outside the church which look like a commotion there. All the of us inside the church decided to check what is the commotion happening outside. The sound is so disturbing for us who praying seriously and we can’t concentrate. I hate the fact that I got distracted because of some unimportant business outside of the church.  When I go outside, I'm really taken aback by what I see. This is so immoral. What the heck is haopenning. I can’t imagined, I will witnessed  something like this in front of the church. I just wanted to talk to God and now I’m doing another sin by watching this immoral scene.

[Shocked] What the fuck, do you know what your doing outside the church? Killing each other? What the hell are you thinking? What an asshole are you?

I can’t help but to screamed from the top of my lungs. I don't know why I'm doing it, but I'm really upset. I just want to speak peacefully with God, but here I am meddling in other affairs because I am upset right now. Eventually, I realized what I did. I don’t know what I am doing cursing somebody in front of the church. Everyone is staring at me and some are shocked and disgusted. This is not fetch. I hate the attention  I receiving from them. I hate my self, I’m so careless. Imagine that I succeeded in cursing someone even  I'm  in front of the church. I wish someone will not record about this incident surely I will be received a lot of criticism from other people.

I hardly closed my eyes and pointed my finger to the men who are fighting in front of me, lifted my eyebrows and spoke to both of them. Behaving like an older woman, even I know we're the same age. I am trying to lift the situation here. I wish there is no footage of this scene , what will happen to me if it will reach to my future boss.

[Smile timidly] You two should never fight outside of the church. You should go home now and stop making a scene here. You disturbing all of us.

I've noticed a lot of people agree with what I'm saying. I feel proud so I stand straight. I feel I’m the heroin here. This is interesting and I want to know the reason why they are fighting.  Sometimes, it is good to exposed in this kind of situation, it can help me to be more realistic in writing my own stories. And I think it is a good idea to put in my story.

[Laughs]“ You’re cute.”  A man in white shirt  said. He pushed the other man and come closer to me.

I blushed, it's the first time I've received a compliment from a stranger. I could say he is taller than the other man with the black shirt. He has brown hair, brown eyes, a pointed nose and pinkish lips. I must say he has a kissable lips. He is perfectly and definitely a handsome, but looks like a gangster. The man in the black shirt is also definitely handsome but appears to be a distant man. I think he is cold. The way he looks at me give chills to my spine. I think he is not a friendly type. Take note he looks like a gangster too.

[Smirk] She's not cute. I think she looks retarded. Trying to be good but she’s the one who cursed in front of the church.

Everyone laughs on what he say. This is crazy, I feel attacked. I hate the guts of this man. How dare him say something like that. I rolled my eyes and because I am Akesha I will never be defeated.

[Glare]  I’m not retarded. Gangster, you seem more like a retard to me.

[Laughs] I'm sorry, miss, but I know I am too hot to be a retarded. Being retarded suits more to you.

He smiled and stepped aside while his put his hands to the pocket of his pants. I hate him so much. I don’t wanna see him again. I rolled my eyes again. He left already and I’m also ready to go home. The commotion stops and I’m ready to go but someone hold my shirt.

[Shocked] Omg. How dare you?

I’m clueless why the man in white shirt do that so I confront the man in the white shirt and before I can beat him he smile widely. As a matter of fact, I can beat him cause of pulling my shirt, but he's too cute to be beaten.

[Smiling] May I know your name, Miss Beautiful?

[Blushed] I’m Akesha. I’m not beautiful. Stop saying that. Awhile ago, someone called me retarded.

[Nodded] I’m Blair. Nice to meet you, Akesha. I hope to see you again. Don’t listen to that asshole you’re too beautiful to be called a retarded.

He turned his back and waved his hand to say goodbye. I smile and I also start to walk away to go to our house. The heck, why I even smiling. I'm supposed to be angry. They are the ones who distracted us from praying and one of them humiliated me in front of a lot of people. But I can't deny that they're both good-looking. I just remember my bucket list for my future husband and they're not qualified, so that's a big no for me.

Number 1

You must be a God Fearing.

Rule:

You must bring me to church every celebration of special occasions. And if possible I really wanted a man who I met personally in church.

They even fight in front of the church, so I conclude they do not qualify. And why I consider them to be qualified. No way! Specially the man in a black shirt. I'll kick him in his balls if we meet again.

I want to beat the shit out of him.

Maybe next time, I will teach him a lesson. I will make sure, I will give him a bad luck.

“Hmm… I really sounds like a antagonist.”

I should be the protagonist, not an antagonist. From this point forward, I will act like a girl.