MIA
I feel like I'm floating in midair, both excited and nervous, and I've been asking my fellow graduates to help me call the main gate to see if my parents have arrived. They're late, which is unusual because my parents never miss a social event, so I'm worried that something might have happened to them. My best friend Flora, who is the same height as me, has blonde hair, a slim figure, and a more generous build than I do, comes running towards me and gives me a hug, bringing me out of my worries and making me smile.
Flora and I are the same height and skin colour; both have blonde hair and slim figures—though she has a more generous bust, while my eyes are blue and hers are brown. "Mia Trump, you need to snap out of your reverie! Today's the day we've earned!" she encourages. "Flora, I'm worried. I've been calling their phones all morning, and they're not reachable. I just have a bad feeling," I reply. "Calm down, babe. I'm sure everything will be fine." Just as I'm about to respond, there's a sudden commotion at the entrance of the hallway. Two uniformed officers enter and call for Mia Jones. Shock keeps me rooted in place, but Flora gives me a steady shake, bringing me back to the present. "Officers, I'm Mia Trump. Is there anything I can help you with?" I manage to ask. Then I hear the words that crumble my world: "We need you to come with us to identify and collect a body we suspect to be your father's. Your mother is currently in a coma, and since you're their only child, we need you to accompany us." Before I can respond, my phone starts ringing uncontrollably. I nod in affirmation, my voice seeming to have abandoned me. I remove my graduation gown and leave with the officers in their patrol car. The body is identified as my father's lifeless form. My mother is indeed in a coma, and at the age of twenty-two, I became both a graduate and an orphan. I arrange the burial alone, with no concrete assistance from anyone except Flora and her family. My only uncle, who is my mother's only brother, sold everything and moved away, leaving me to handle the mess and grief by myself. He sold everything—including the house we lived in—and I still ponder how he obtained all the necessary documents in the first place. But this is not the time to reflect; I must focus on burying my father. As the few guests around me begin to leave, I go to my father's coffin and kiss it. "Goodbye, Papa." I watch as he is lowered into the earth, my eyes puffy and swollen from crying, leaving me completely exhausted but numb. Flora's dad is being transferred to another country for work, and she moves with them the following day, leaving me truly alone. Flora, of course, offers to stay, but I decline; time is precious and limited, and she should spend as much time as possible with her parents while they are alive. Different workers from my father's companies reached out to offer their condolences and, of course, reminded me that they hadn't been paid before my uncle sold the companies. I assured them all that I'd find a way to pay them. I have no idea how I'll manage that, considering my mother's medical bills cost millions of dollars. I've sold my jewellery, cars, and everything left of value, which could only cover her bills for two months. I need to find a job, but first, I need to find a place to live and find a job. I visited my mom at the hospital before finding a cheap run-down guest house; the building was dilapidated, with no hot water and shabby-looking altogether. I move my things in and start living there. I browse through my phone and search for companies with openings then send out my resume before going to bed without an appetite for anything to eat. I wake up as my phone continuously rings; I pick up the call, "Is this Miss Mia Trump?" "Yes, I am" "You've been selected for an interview at Kennedy Inc. by 7am tomorrow". I snap out of my drowsiness, and excitement envelopes me; Kennedy Inc. is the largest export firm in the States; there's, of course, a rumour that the CEO is a Mafia don, but with no proof, it's simply a rumour. The CEO is a Billionaire, handsome as sin and has beautiful blue eyes. I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the female voice on the phone clears her throat "Miss Mia? Are you with me? Will you be coming in tomorrow? "Yes, I will. Have a wonderful day". As I drop my phone, there's a sudden pounding on my very weak door, and I run to open it up to stop the person from breaking down the doorframe, but I'm stunned by the people at the door; they immediately push open the door. There are five huge men in my very tiny room, and one of them is presently skipping with someone while I'm tied up. In a chair. The person he's talking to has his back to us on the system but then the huge man addresses me. " Girl your father owed my boss 300 billion dollars which he scammed from him and is also responsible for the deaths of his parents and only sister; an arrangement has been drafted on how you're to repay my boss but your life is his from today henceforth and you'd be summoned by him anytime you're needed either in his bed or as his companion. Failure to comply will lead to the death of your mother before you're taken forcefully ". Do you have questions? "Are you sure you have the right person, my father could never"... (a heavy slap lands on my pretty face and I almost lose consciousness) You are expected to report to the club three times a week for nights, and your father's debt will slowly be deducted from your payments ". He places a document on my lap while he tells one of the men to untie me "Sign this" He puts a gun to my head and I shiver uncontrollably but quickly glance through the contrast and discover that I have been attached to the largest and most popular bar as a waitress but this club everyone knows is controlled by the Mafia yet I have no other option so I sign the contract, my fate is sealed. I give him the contract back, but his gun is still placed on my head; he lifts my chin and makes me face the system, and the strange man, whose back is still facing us, nods and goes offline. I have signed my life away and I know for a fact there are so many unknown surprises waiting for me.