The Wedding Night

“Life’s most persistent question is, ‘what are you doing for others?”

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Melody POV

“Come get up melody. Are you going to be on that bed sulking all day?” Lorena yelled at me and pull the bed cover off me.

“Leave me alone Lorena!” I yelled and pull the cover over me.

“Stop acting and get off the bed Mel. It’s been three days already.”

Yeah, it has been for three days. Three days since I insulted my boss over the fact that I didn’t get the project I worked my ass off to get. It was mine, not the freaking Cassandra’s.

“My life is over Lorena, ” I removed the bedcover and sat up on the bed.

“Your life isn’t over Mel, you have hope and I, ” Lorena smiled brightly and tried to encouraged me but she didn’t try enough.

“You can say that again when we start living on the streets, ” I replied to her and stood up from the bed, and then entered into the bathroom. When I looked into the mirror, I screamed out loud.

“Who in the world am I looking at?” I asked my reflection but it was Lorena who replied to me from the bedroom.

“You are looking at yourself, honey. Get some bathe melody, you stink”

I smelled my clothes and nearly threw up. My clothes smell like rotten eggs and my face, don’t let me get started on my face. I looked like one of the demons in hell. My face looked ugly and there were bags under my eyes creating a purple color. Even my hair didn’t stand out. My once long black beautiful hair turned into a bird’s nest.

Damn you Lorena for not telling me that I looked like a freaking demon.

After washing all the dirt away, I walked into the bedroom with a frown on my face but the warm smile on my daughter’s made me change my countenance.

“Good to see that you are no longer sulking, ” Lorena scoffed and stick out her tongue.

“Eww that’s is disgusting, how old are you again?”

“I’m 28 years old, and thank you very much for asking madam melody.”

“Whatever, ” I said and sat on the bed.

“Mummy, I want ice cream.” Hope clapped and jumped as she seems excited to get ice cream.

Why are kids not considerate? Here I am thinking about how to get money so we could continue staying in the motel but my daughter wants ice cream.

“You ruin everything, ” my inner mind said to me.

I ruined everything because I insulted my boss, and called him names. Without giving my daughter an answer, I took the pillow from the bed and began to punch it.

“Aunty Lorena, why is mummy acting weird?” My daughter asked as she watched me punch the bed.

“Mummy recently loosed her job because she is….” Lorena stared at me and when she saw my glaring eyes, she couldn’t finish her sentence.

“What is a job?” A confused Hope asked and I groaned out in frustration.

“A job is what grown-ups do to survive and make money, ” Lorena explained the best way a child could understand.

“So mummy lost her job?” Hope asked and Lorena nodded. “Sorry mummy, ” hope went to me and touched my hand. “I’ll get you another job, ” hope promised and hugged me.

“Thank you, sweetheart, ” I smiled and hugged my naive daughter who doesn’t know anything but at least she was helpful.

“You know what sweetheart, let’s go get ice cream, ” I announced and she jumped.

“Yay!” She jumped and began to dance around the room.

A few minutes later, Lorena, Hope, and I headed out of the motel into the ice cream shop down by the street. Hope got a vanilla flavor while Lorena got a strawberry flavor and I got a banana flavor. We were all having a good time in the ice cream shop but, my mind was somewhere else.

I was thinking of what was going to happen to my small family if I didn’t get a new job. The money we stole from madam samosa was all going to finish too and we needed money to keep staying in the motel.

What are you going to do Melody

The noise from the table opposite us broke me out of my thought as police cuffed a man who looked like a drug addict with his tattoos and nose piercing.

“You can just arrest me, I’ve been in mecianda for years, ” the drug addict man tried to protest.

“What are they arguing about?” I whispered asked Lorena who seemed to have listened to all the conversation.

“I think he is an illegal immigrant, ” Lorena whispered back.

“Illegal?” I asked and suddenly something came to my mind. My daughter and Lorena doesn’t have a national ID to prove them as a citizen of mecianda.

“We have to leave now!” I signal to Lorena who got what I was saying.

Lorena nodded and took Hope outside the shop while I followed behind. When we got outside, I took hope into my arms and we began to run. I had no idea of what we were running from but, I knew if those policemen catches up with us then it was all going to be over.

After running for some minutes, we stopped and took the time to regain our breath.

“T-that was,” Lorena stuttered as she struggles to breathe. “What was that Mel?”

“It is what you think.”

“Mummy, you were cool.” Hope gave me a thumb up as I put her down.

“What is going to happen to me when those officers find out that I have no identification. That I’m an illegal immigrant?” I could see Lorena’s hand shaking as she spoke so I quickly grab her hand to stop her from panicking.

“Stop panicking Lorena, it all going to be fine. I’ll make sure you get an identification”

“When? Is it until I get arrested? Why don’t you tell me that mecianda wasn’t safe?” Lorena yelled.

Oh, I didn’t see that coming. Illegal living all over the world was punishable by law but in mecianda, it was seen as a great criminal offense. I didn’t think about it when we left Italy but now that I remembered, I have no idea what to do for Lorena to continue staying in mecianda as a citizen of the country. The question was what I was going to do to make sure everything works out.

“Hey, ” Lorena snapped a finger on my face. “What are you thinking of? I just asked you a question.”

“Yeah, ” I scratched my hair and tried to force a smile on my face. ” I just zoned out a little bit. Do not worry Lorena, I am going to make sure that you don’t get arrest because of your identification.”

“How are you going to do that?” She asked with her hands folded.

I smiled and didn’t give her a reply instead I took hope’s hand and began to walk towards the motel while Lorena shouted after me requesting an answer.

“Hey! I’m talking to you, ” Lorena shouted as we walked through the street but still I gave no reply.

I had just the perfect plan to get my job back and also to get Lorena and Hope a new identification. This plan was going to be so great and I know I shouldn’t go with the plan but, this was the only option left for me and I was going to make sure the plan works out perfectly.