With a racing heart, Daniel scrolled through the message photos of his ex-girlfriend Shelly and one of the popular boys on campus, Micheal Meyers kissing. The photos popped up one after another.
Daniel didn’t know much about Micheal except that he was one of those rich guys who roam around the campus in groups now and then in their expensive running cars. It looked like Shelly had successfully gotten taken away by the cars. And from the look on Micheal and Shelly’s faces, they appeared to be enjoying each other's company. Two people in love displaying the love they had for each other.
Congratulatory messages from the other students began flooding the chats. They all kept tagging Shelly, who kept responding with loving emojis. He took a long, hard look at her reaction.
He couldn't believe that was the same girl he spent the previous night pouring his heart into. The same girl that reciprocated his love.
Craig noticed his long tense face as he looked over at his bed. He could tell he was reading the chat messages, so he walked over to the bed and asked for his phone back.
"Just a second, and I'll be done," Daniel said, his voice shivering slightly.
"You don't have to read those messages," Craig said as he sat next to him.
"It's fine, it's not ..., it's okay."
Despite his best efforts to hide it, the two friends could tell he was in pain due to his broken voice.
"Forget about her! I've always despised that slut, but you two...", Max, the other roommate, spoke up.
"Shut up, Max!" Craig retorted.
"No, he is correct. Many people warned me, including my aunt, but I ignored you all." Daniel sighed deeply, “It’s all over now.”
Hearing this, the two friends were rather relieved as they noticed that Daniel meant what he said, so they quickly changed the topic.
"Is it true you were fired from Biopharm?" Max inquired, sounding more concerned. For him, losing a job was much more serious than losing a woman.
"Yes, I was set up by that supervisor," Daniel gnashed his teeth, his fist tightened at the mention of the man.
"What? How? I thought he was helping you with the BP prototype?" exclaimed in shock.
Daniel took several deep breaths as he narrated the ordeal telling the two how the supervisor plotted against him bit by bit, and eventually got him fired without giving him the chance to even prove his innocence.
"I just knew something was fishy the second he became nice to you," Max grunted, clenching his fist angrily.
"Hindsight boy, just shut up!." Craig rolled his eyes at Max before he tried to comfort Daniel, who was still scrolling through the messages from time to time.
The photos of Shelly and Micheal kept popping up, distracting Daniel from the conversation. The new relationship appeared to be the next big thing and interested every student on campus.
"This bitch!" Max spat out irritably as he too went through the chats. Although breaking up didn’t mean the end of the world, he knew these annoying photos could still act as a knife that stabbed deep into his friend’s heart.
"Can you guys ignore the useless chats," Craig kept insisting. He really wanted to get his phone back and delete the app once and for all now.
Daniel, however, continued to fix his gaze on the screen as if obligated to read every message. It was painful doing so, but he needed that pain to keep him alert. He needed to learn his lesson! And most important of all, he needed it to distract him from this bad feeling he has just had.
Most of the girls in the chats were envious of Shelly and kept wishing it was them. Daniel laughed with disdain as he watched how happy Shelly looked. She had obviously forgotten about him in less than twenty-four hours. Look! She had already found his replacement!
Was he that easily replaceable? Was he just a data boy for her to use as she saw fit? He kept asking himself questions even when he knew the answers.
"Daniel, please stop and hand me back my phone," Craig requested, sighing hopelessly. "It's getting late, and I'm hungry. I need it to order a pizza."
Before Daniel could respond, a new message from their class coordinator popped up in the group. It was a link to the successful scholarship applicants for the following semester.
“Wait a minute, the scholarship ...” Without hesitation, Daniel quickly opened it and began looking for his name. Craig shrugged understandingly.
Because of his bad day, Daniel had completely forgotten about the scholarship list. He went through it from the top to the bottom, searching for his name. However, he couldn't find his name; instead, his class's scholarship slot had a new name on it, and it was Shelly's new boyfriend, Michael Meyers.
Daniel now knew where that bad feeling had come from. Misfortunes never come singly, and here came even worse news!
He froze in his stupor; his heart beating to the rhythm of his rigid breath. The scholarship program was his last card. It was the only way he was able to afford university as well as support his aunt. And now, after getting fired from his job, he had no way of paying his fees the following semester.
Craig, who had been waiting for his phone, saw Daniel’s face turn pale within seconds. He immediately snatched Max’s phone to see what was wrong.
Max was about to yell but soon realized something was wrong and stopped.
"What the fuck, Max spat furiously as soon as he saw the result, “Since when is Micheal one of the best students?”
"Holy shit … like seriously,?" Craig murmured in disbelief as he glanced carefully at his friend.
"Here's your phone, thanks," As the last boot seemed to have finally fallen to the floor, Daniel said, finding himself rather calm, dead calm. He handed the phone back to Craig without making eye contact. He then rolled back into bed and pulled the sheets over his head.
No job, no girlfriend, no money, no scholarship.
Everything vanished in the blink of an eye in one day, and it was his birthday today. He didn't want to cry, instead, he wanted to laugh at his pathetic life.
Morning came and brought a reminder of the hell he had experienced the day before. Daniel had stayed up awake the whole night while his roommates slept, he lay awake, wallowing in his misery silently, and only dozing off near dawn.Craig and Max had tried to cheer him up, and Max even sang happy birthday to him, to try and cheer him up but he hid beneath his brackets in his thoughts. Craig, who had a deeper understanding, decided to give him space and dragged Max out with him for pizza. When they returned, they found him still under his bracket and decided to leave him alone, The bracket had been his shield during the night, but with the sound of birds, he couldn’t hide forever. He had more important things in mind to worry about, his aunt’s health problem, money, and so on. Besides, he didn't want to hear Craig and Matt’s sympathy or words of encouragement, at least, not right now. Such never yielded or amounted to anything, especially when his life was wrapped around poverty May
He originally expected to receive funding and support from BioPharm if his PB prototype had been approved, but the presentation turned out to be a nightmare. He had thought of looking for help from his friends’ family yesterday when he was lying in bed but dropped that idea within seconds. He knew Craig’s family sold jewelry as well as herbs, and Matt’s family focused on mines in the country. None of their family seemed to be specializing in Biomedical Engineering. So why would they fund him? Just as he was thinking hard, a knock at his door jolted him out of his reverie."Yes?""May I enter?" Carol asked merrily.He quickly packed the pieces as they were not ready for use. And, giving false hope to his aunt was the last thing on his agenda. He opened the door, and Carol walked in with a big smile on her face, hiding something behind her. "Here is my birthday boy?""My! Is that a gift for your dear nephew?" Daniel asked, sounding mischievous and excited. "Open it!" Carol beamed w
Irritated, George pushed on the trolley again, this time with great force, sending her tumbling to the ground. He was not going to put up with such arrogance from a nobody of low status.Carol landed hard, but she was not one to lie on the ground and be spat at. She attempted to stand, but the little strength she had betrayed her as her body slumped back to the ground. She coughed loudly and held her chest.George moved, not wanting her to cough on his expensive shoes. The woman was sick but defiant.She kept coughing, the push somehow triggered a cough which irritated George and made him feel uneasy, so he looked around to make sure no one was passing by. He took a piece of paper and threw it in her lap."Sell me the house, you need the money to pay for your nephew's tuition," he said.Carol coughed, her gaze fixed on the paper, then up at him."That paper contains the names of the students chosen for the scholarship for next semester," he explained. "And, if you look through it, Dan
Daniel thanked his neighbor and walked into the house, deep in thought, trying to control his rage. Only the photos were going to reveal who the man was.His main concern was finding the bank book, so he went straight to his aunt's bedroom. He stood at the doorway, with an idea of where to begin. Carol's room was well-kept, and there wasn't much to go through, so he started with her wardrobe, then her drawers on the dressing mirror, but he couldn't find anything. He quickly looked everywhere but the bank book was nowhere to be found.He paused, pondering his next step. He had practically turned the room upside down, but he couldn't find it. The only item left was the bed. Out of options, he flipped it, not wanting to leave any stones unturned but found nothing.Hope was eluding him, the bank book was his last hope. He walked out of the bedroom, tripping over the items he had thrown around, frustration evident on his face. He needed to find the book fast and get to the bank fast.He wa
It was from the hospital, pressing him for payment before time went out. Daniel had expected it, so he wasn’t very surprised.After hanging up the phone, he quickly picked it up again and called Craig. Had Craig said ‘no’, it would be two hundred percent harder for him to solve the problem.Just as Daniel was waiting for Craig, a thought suddenly struck him as he looked down at the relic and bank book he was holding. Although the family enemies had never recognized the family relic, he couldn’t leave the house just like that holding it in the open air, could he? And he definitely had to remove the button from the drawers. The gold in the hidden wooden box was safer there but it needed a portable switch. And for the relic, he went into his room and glued a football sticker on its surface before wearing it around his neck, making it appear as if it was a football team necklace.The family enemies were after the relic and in their perception,THAT THING was embedded in the house, so he
Daniel kept staring at the photo, trying to figure out who the man resembled, but the faces eluded him. He was certain the ugly face looked familiar. A knock on the door jolted him out of his reverie.It was the doctor; they exchanged pleasantries before getting right to business. Carol needed to be taken in for surgery. The longer they waited, the worse she would become."Doctor, I understand. I'll prepare the remaining funds," he assured."Please hurry, because if you do not make payments, we will be unable to continue treating her," the doctor explained."I understand, just give me an hour."The doctor nodded as Daniel bolted from the room, carrying the house contract with him. He had thought about the cards in his hands the entire night. So far, the enemies believed they were the ones pulling the strings.He planned to change that, and it was time for the Lanes to start playing their cards. He was going to sell the house to the enemies, and use the money to pay for his aunt's surg
Not wanting to get his friend involved or put him in danger, he smiled and thanked him for the second time. What was important was that he now had the faces and names of his enemies. But the last name he expected on the list was the man that stole his scholarship and his girlfriend.He went back to his new apartment, pissed but more determined than ever. The anger he was feeling gave him a new lease to deal with the Meyers. He was going to leave them rotting on the streets just like they had his aunt.He looked at his watch. He only had two days left to move the gold before they came barking. With some of the money he was left with, he bought two huge boxes and headed to the house with a hired moving van.The guards stationed at the house moved closer to the house the moment they noticed the van. Their gaze fixed on whatever the movers were carrying out of the house.Daniel ignored them and went straight to the study room, locked it, and opened the gold enclosure. He still had two da
Shelly kept her eyes wide open, watching and enjoying Daniel's reaction. She could see his fists clenched. His cheeks were flushed. He was on the verge of exploding.Daniel had his gaze locked with hers. She was one of the few people he had forgotten to add to his list of people that he was going to make beg on their knees. One day she was going to pay for treating him like garbage and throwing him out when he looked no longer useful, he thought to himself.Michael was also enjoying the public display of their affection. He wrapped his hands around Shelly's waist, causing her to giggle loudly. The other female students were envious as they continued to film. The new lovebirds were entertaining to watch and were not lacking in giving out gossip content. Daniel cast a glance around, watching. Everyone seemed to be enjoying and encouraging their stupidity, causing him more rage.Before he could move, an arm grabbed him. He turned to find Craig's sister, Catherine, smiling. "Hello, Danie