I made way through the mall into this beautiful restaurant, I caught sight of an empty table near the windows and settled down. There were more people in each table, chatting, eating and laughing together giving no regards to table manners, while I stayed quiet.

I felt lonely, I felt sad. A drop of tears fell from the corner of my eyes I cleaned it instantly so that people won’t notice it.

Sorry I didn’t introduce myself..

My name is Chelsea Grimes, am 25 years old.

You see that surname of mine, I don’t know if it’s truly my surname, I was only told it’s my father’s name.

I’ve never for once set eyes on my parents, I was told when I was 12 years that my father killed my mum and was sentenced to life in prison that was why I was brought to a family house where I grew up and attended my secondary school and college.

According to my godmother, she said I was two months old when my mum committed suicide I don’t know if is true or lie, I grew up believing that.

Never for once have I set my eyes on my parents, I was told at the of 10 that my mum killed my dad and also committed suicide and that was the reason why I was brought to a family friend’s house where I grew up and pursued my education till college.

According to my godmother, she said I was two months old when my mum committed suicide I don’t know if is true or lie, I grew up believing that.

I left my godmother’s house after my college education, it wasn’t easy for me but I survived it.

Now I’m a graduate, you won’t believe if I tell you that I’ve worked in more than eight companies in just a year and half, but am repeatedly fired for the slightest of mistakes I make.

Hatred surrounds me everywhere I go no matter how hard I try to impress the or make them happy or see me as a good person, their reaction is always the same towards me “Hatred”.

Life is so unfair to me. I’ve heard of people being unlucky I never believed it until now. I’m just unlucky, am a bad luck.

Anywhere I enter disaster must happen there, nothing good comes out of me. I think it is because of this that people hate and don’t want to associate themselves with me or see me anywhere close to them.

I’m always lonely, no family, no husband, no boyfriend not even a common friend that will console me. Everyday I cried and wept regretting why I came to this world, I’ve never being happy all my life from my childhood till adulthood and I always have thoughts of ending it all by myself by committing suicide, but that thought is always followed by the thoughts of the mother I never knew, so I guess that’s the reason why am still alive.

Hmmm.Today at work, I mistakenly dropped the working files on my boss, and that was it. The next thing he did was to fire me upon all my pleads.

No one pleaded with the boss on my behalf because they couldn’t wait to get me out of the company. My boss threw me out of the company, I cried as a result of pain and frustration.

Where will I go from here? How will I get money to pay my house rent? These were the questions ringing in my head. Oh God, why did you bring me to this wicked world to suffer when you know very well nobody will like or accept me? I exclaimed in tears and agony looking up to God hoping maybe he will answer me.

Sometimes I wonder if am the only one going through all these pains infact am the only one, I’ve never see anyone suffering or being treated like me before.

The whole universe is against my existence I know that, God should just take my life so that I can rest cause I’m physically, spiritually, mentally and emotionally broken down.

I wonder if I still have tears in my system.

Life is just too strong when dealing with me but soft and smooth on others.

I left the company and came to this beautiful restaurant as soon as I sat down I looked everywhere, and there were a lot of people having fun with their families, partners and best friends while I sat there lonely thinking about my miserable life.

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks once again I knew what it was, of course my tears, the little ones that remained in my system I guess.

I buried my head in my palms and allowed the tears to flow out freely because I couldn’t stop it.

At this moment how I wish a sister or a friend I can go out with or lay my head on his or her shoulder at this point of my life it would’ve been good but unfortunately I’ve none. Am just alone here on earth.

And suddenly I heard this “Excuse me madam”, a tiny but nice voice came.

I cleaned my tears with my handkerchife and raised my head and behold a young beautiful and healthy girl standing before me. She’s actually a waitress.

I stared at her from head to toe, I wish I could have her as a friend or better still a sister I’d be the most happiest person on earth.

“Ma, are you ok?”, She asked

“Yes I am”, I replied and nodded, she stared at me for a while then swallowed her saliva.

“Ok, what can I offer you?”, She asked

“What do you guys have?”, I asked softly

“Everything”, she said

“Ok, give me what you think I’d like to eat and drink”, I said.

She nods and smiled at me exposing her beautiful white set of teeths before she left.

I actually did not come here to eat, I came here to think about my life but since this beautiful waitress is involved I think I’d manage to eat.

Not long she came with a tray, she had chicken sandwich, fries, a glass of milk, a bottled water and a drinking cup. She place it before me and I smiled.

It seems she knows what I like.

“Here we are; am sure you’d like this, oh I forgot to add maionese, let me go get it”, she said turning to leave

“No, no, don’t worry I don’t like maionese”, i Said

“What about kechtup?”, She asked

“Same thing”,

“Ok, I’ll go back to work now, if you need anything come over to that small bar over there”, she pointed at my right and I nod then she left.

I take a bite from the chicken sandwich and sipped the milk, gosh this was so good but the pain and sadness in my heart wouldn’t let me eat.

I close my eyes thinking about my life, I didn’t know how long I spent that way in tears until someone tapped me gently on my shoulder. I opened my eyes, my dress had wet with my tears.

I quickly cleaned my face with my handkerchife then look up to see who tapped me only to behold this handsome guy.

He’s such a pretty angel on earth, he looks so gentle and innocent. His brown wavy hair and blue eyes makes me feel like staring at him for eternity

“Can I join you?”, He asked.

I nod slowly still staring at him

“What’s wrong with you? Have been watching you from my table for some minutes, what’s the matter?”, He asked. His voice sounds like that of an angel.

Am sure he’s an angel but wait a minute, did he say he has been watching me from his table? How come I didn’t see him when I looked around?

“I’m fine”, I managed to say after long stared then look away.

He chuckled and turned my face to his

“You are not, it’s written all over you. Your heart is heavy I can see the pain in your eyes, you need a comforter. You need someone that will stay and console you in times like this. You are emotionally down I can see it in your eyes”, he said softly as tears poured out of my eyes like water.

I never knew I still have such tears in my system.

“Please stop crying you are too beautiful for this”, he said and hug me.

Have I ever hugged someone before? The one and only person I’ve hugged was my godmother. Since she passed away two to three years ago I’ve never hugged anybody.

I felt a bit relieved as he pace my back gently, he seems caring. We stayed like that for God knows how long, I slowly disengaged from the hug and bend my head. He raised my head and stared into my eyes.

“You need some rest, come let me take you home”, he said taking my hand

“I need to pay my bills”, I said

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve taken care of it. The waitress that serves you minutes ago is my kid sister”, he said

OMG! I can’t believe this! They must be good people in their family.

“Ok”, I murmured standing up

He guided me to his Porsche, the car is too beautiful. I’ve never own a car talk more of driving one though I’ve a driving license.

He opened the front door for me, I entered and he close it then went to the driver’s seat.

“Where do you live?”, He asked

“I live in Harley here, the fourth Street adjacent the cultural theatre”, I said and he nods.

I wake up to find myself on a very soft bed in a beautiful room, I look around and noticed I wasn’t in my room.

Did he brings me to his house? I thought as I climbed down from the bed.

I walked through the hallway slowly, I came down from the stairs and there he was watching a movie. I quietly went to meet him.

“Hello”, I said, he turned to me and smiled.

I don’t even know his name I forgot to ask him.

“You’re awake, come sit beside me”, he said tapping the couch he was sitting, I went and sat beside him.

“Where are we?”, I asked

“In my house of course”, he smiled warmly

“Ok and your kid sister the waitress, does she stays with you?”, I asked

“Sometimes she does but she mostly stay with her boyfriend, the room I kept you is her room”, he said and I nod.

The house is nice and he has a beautiful living room. I just realized how cute he is, I feel like touching his brown hair.

“Let me get you something to drink”, he stands up

“No, am fine I mean am ok”, I said

He look at me with his sexy eyes, I look away because I was kind of shy, I guess he notices cause he takes his glance off me.

“Why did you bring me to your house?”, I asked, he smiled and sat beside me

“Before I got to your house you were already asleep I didn’t want to disturb you that’s why I brought you here. Well am sorry for that if…..”,

“It’s okay you don’t have to apologize beside am not angry”, I cut him short

“Really?”, He asked and I nod

OK, so what’s your name? I forgot to ask you”, he said

“My name is Chelsea Grimes and you?”,

“Am Chris Adams, am 28 years old and you?”,

“Am 25 years”, he stared at me strangely for some moments.

“Why were you crying today at the restaurant?”, His voice sounds like that of a child’s own.