Eviction

"Can I have a hundred thousand?, hundred thousand....?"

"Yes" his voiced spiked to a max with every hand that raised to his negotiation skill. The South garden was filled with exclusive and honorable personnel. My eyes went in contact with people I knew not about, certain many showed up, most to witness as the Black family crumbled on its knees, others visit to share compassion with exchanged of on or two conversations, while some exchanged looks with murmurs that could barely skipped my ears. In all few were present with the intention of purchasing the Black assets which were auctioned by the bank.

The debts grew each passing day, it felt like the grumbling weight that stiffened on the back with no relief. The family doctor was called to check on mom after the news of dad's embezzlement was revealed to her, her stomach refused to digest any food, within the walls of her room she locked herself for days. Just like me she refused to digest that her husband was the man all hands was pointing at, accusing of fraud. 'I know the man they're accusing, he isn't the type, he would never cheat anyone' she had said with running eyes. Beth was sent away as I feared she wouldn't be able to take the news and the environment was too harsh for her, it was best to have her away while I tried to tackle matters.

"Two hundred thousand dollars" a slim woman raised on her legs with crooked grin on her face, her eyes left the auctioneer face to the far corner of the garden where mom and I settled in view of the auction. "Two hundred thousand dollars for the earrings" she claimed eyeing at us once again with devious smile. The M. earrings was designed by dad in flaunt of his affection to mom. It was a big success that year, only one of it kind was made, dad didn't want anyone to have the same designs with mom. Many placed in orders for the earrings but got nothing, I still remember the board arguing it way to dad's ears, in convinced to make a large batch of the M. earrings as orders were in for it, yet their words couldn't bridged to the heart.

Sure it was the first to be auctioned. The Black assets being auctioned made a rampant top for the medias, every mini media made a hit from it. News channels swam it views on the Black family, stroking the family for clown.

And people didn't let down the expectations, certain nor wanted to miss out on it.

"Two hundred thousand, going once, going twice"

"Five hundred thousand" a card was lifted at the mid of the crowded audience, set on his side was a just fit lady wrapped on his body. "Awwe, thanks hon" she said smooching her lips on his hairy jaw.

A hard hit slammed my heart in sight of my mom's pain, her dancing fingers and silenced lips were masked of her stroking pain of witnessing her love token being sold in front of her and could do nothing. Her lashes blinked in seconds evading the tears that tended to bridged out.

I rested my hands on her, greeting her eyes I sent my head west and east, assuring her not to worry and everything was going to be fine.

After a long debate, the woman who had stood on her feet earlier won the earrings on the price of one million. With constant rise and fall of the prices , the mansion was empty.

"Hi love" that luscious voiced slag the garden to a blossom, stretching her legs in our path. Samantha, her slim body laid fine in the purple silk with tiny sliver beads strap, gracing her feet was the sliver heel sandals.

A quick sting bruised my heart in sight of him beside her. Their beautiful teeth which I so desired to break were skying out to the open, leaning of shoulders and tight of fingers. Was that too fast for them?, the greeting of hands and lean of head was quite the haste, guess the heart was only making a fool of itself. Grabbing a view from another direction I stole a breathe in and out, talking the heart to rest that wished it wasn't burdened by his presence.

"Love, I just came by to see how you're doing. It must be hard on you" her brown eyes that reflected her father's image showed sincerity to her words, she picked a seat beside mom, felt her hands on hers with layoff smile, "aunt, you don't have to worry am certain uncle is going to be fine, and this...I know your family will eventually rise back". You can say she is much nicer than her father,her father might have forsaken family but she still valves family even if we sometimes don't get along.

Quick as a fox she framed her hands on his arm, on seeing us exchange stares. "I hope you don't mind me bringing him along?" Of course I mind, how hell do I not mind?, how could she even think I won't be bothered by it. He was my fiance for three years, we shared a deep relationship even if it was only valued by me, yet it sign as a stab in me. She as my cousin aware of that yet stole him. "Phew" I sighed coming the head, I tried not to think about it or get into another topic.

"You see, I felt bored to come alone so I brought him along, plus he insisted to accompany me." She gave a isn't that sweet of him smile. " Cous, I know you were engaged to Steve but now he's mine as he should have been from start." Was I taken by her words?, not one bit. It was no secret that she wanted him too but at that time he chose me over her. It was one of the best moments in my life, that movie plot where two girls fight over a man and he chooses the one he loves, the feeling of being choose over an option enlightened my heart. Like a royalty I was honored and adored with the sky, little did I know the winds will come flagging me to the ground.

"Why should I mind, cous, if you didn't mind snatching your cousin's fiance and parading with him everywhere like a trophy, then I feel no grief" I contemptuously said, digesting the satisfaction of her nails digging in Steve's arm and the awkward chuckled delight a flat smile to my lips. "Good to know you don't mind. Do you remember when we used to fight over toys?, back then you always got the best of everything" her lips frown with sucked in air "anyway why bring up old topic, you don't even remember" her hands laid off Steve to her laps, her lips pouted for a while, thinking of what to say. It felt like there was more to her visit.

"Oh..., I'm taking over your position in the company. The new design director is me" she proudly said , holding her breath like she expected a reaction of me. She cocked her brows at me ,"you.." she tailed out shoving her eyes at me.

Her father have been trying for years to have her in that position, so it wasn't a pop quiz to me.

"I hope you live to the position, don't let the company down cous"

"I won't. My family and I will be sure not to repeat others mistake" ruffles of my dress was in my hands, I squeezed my pain of her indirect insult in my face, enduring it with a copy smile.

"Another thing, Steve and I are getting marry in two months. So it will be nice to have you at the ceremony, after all you're my favorite cous. It won't be fun without you there, I'll be sure to send you the invitation" without seeing I could tell my eyes had become red, the burning sensation hit in and out. I watched her leave after her last sentence "And cous, do not be embarrass to come to me if ever the need arise. I'll more than willing to give arms".

At the end of the day, the Black mansion was sold to the highest bidder. A mysterious being that did not show up at the event,a worker of his or hers front the price to which could not be challenged.

"I heard your cous was here to share her condolences" my feet jumped on the sudden voice, I turned to see violet at the door. One thing was for sure, she definitely loved starling the hell out of people, specially me.

"I didn't know you had a funeral. I would have brought flowers" rolling my eyes a her insensitive humor and continued folding my clothes in the suitcases. The mansion was not ours, we had till the next dawn to leave, the new owner was moving in so we were told. "Listen did she came along with him?" The dress fell out of my grasp, turning to her ,I gave her a hard look she always like to double check things she knows of. "You know the answer" I said plainly with a sigh.

"Did it hurt?, When you saw her with him?" Who wouldn't be hurt to see her cousin in the arms of her ex-fiance?, even a person with no heart will feel hurt by the scene.

"I never liked him from the start, something about him felt off" yeah you did, I thought through. She wasn't in pull with him from the start, she had said he was a male gold digger, an ass licker. She was against our engagement, she would splash words at him every opportunity she got. I thought it just her character of not liking people, I didn't know she was right about him. Sometimes it best to listen to your close ones thoughts.

"It best he's out of your life. Now it her problem, it will be late for her to realize what he is" she said reaching her hands for my shoulders. She was right, he was her problem and I was free. My priority was my family and where we were going to stay.

Where was I gonna find a place to stay with my family?.