Chapter 2: Wrecked Family
My lips were brutally assaulted, as I kept peeling them off in fury. Agitated by the harsh slap gifted by my mother, I barged out of the house, only to be followed by George.
I wriggled trying to free myself, but ended up brutally failing.
"Ada, enough of your erratic madness. Now listen to me, gulp down the breakfast and you will be working under George" her voice was stern, yet I could see the change in her expression, which I couldn't decipher.
"Working under what?" I shrieked.
"Not what, but whom. You are going to work under George, he is kind enough to recruit someone like you, so be grateful" she spat.
"Aww.. such a kind person I should say, does know great tricks to bed you forever" I spat back.
"Ada.." she raised her voice.
"Katty, calm down. If you revolt, she will rebel" and again he was the one to calm her down, like every damn time.
"Look Ada" he turned to me.
"I know you hate me, but you will have to work with me if you want to complete that semester at least to have a job and live on your own terms," he added.
"Keep that offer to yourself man, I rather starve than get back to university on your pity" I spat.
"Enough Ada, remember that you just can't keep living like a douche bag while living on my money. If you love really have some self-respect boast it when you will be able to afford a breakfast with your own money"
That was something expected from her, but George witnessing all of that made my blood boil. I hated myself at the moment, to be dependent on her.
"Katty, what is that? She is a kid" I heard George whisper.
"She needs to know George, she can't keep living like that. How irresponsible she could be to protest against the Dean and make such remarks against him" she raised her voice.
I am in no mood to say her the whole truth, as I am sure she'd find mistakes in me, like always. After all, it's her favourite thing to do.
She quickly spread Nutella on the bread and packed it in a foil, handing it over to George she pressed her lips against his, unable to digest the sight, and I stormed out of the room.
I had many questions, what work will I be doing under George? Will that have something to do with fossils or the stupid artifacts?
George settled royally on the back seat, as I sat beside his chauffeur. I could see my mother sighing in peace as our wheels rolled.
Plugging the earphones, I tried to avoid any sort of talk with George, as I closed my eyes, the tears I hide soo well, tried to betray me by slipping out and all I could do is to control myself without breaking down.
Why does things have to end up this way? Why do I have to end up in this wreck?
"Ada... Ada" with a slight tap on my shoulder, I was back in this world.
"Umm, you were asleep, so I had to" George explained the reason, why he had to wake me up.
"Where are we?" I asked getting down from the car.
"Wear this" he handed me over a mask.
I could only see dust around as we kept walking.
"My research team found out traces of rarest metals and gases around this place and the DNA samples of a few matches with the historical stories we read in books and right now we are working on…" and here comes the Archeology lessons.
I knew he would get me here. After all, that's the things about him that grabbed my mother's eye. Being a renowned author whose works are drawn from history, she immediately gelled with George, and the way they do historical discussions over the dinner table just spins my head.
I don't mind any of that, but what I absolutely hate is how she tries to get me into that field and even chose my undergrads in history, while my peers are into life and computer sciences. History was never my thing, the only history I wish to ever know is what I see in my daily dream.
"Ada, are you there?" George snapped opposite to my face.
"Ahaan…" I hummed.
"Did you even hear what I rambled until now?" he asked coughing in between.
"Umm…. Something about the place" I made a vague guess.
"Concentrate Ada, concentrate. Scoring marks here will help you sit for the semester" he urged.
"I never knew how would doing spending Government's income trying to find something sort of a possibility being considered social work, rather than using the same amount on creating employment on taking steps to eradicate poverty" I took a jab at him.
"This too will help Governments generate money, by finding the extracts they will be able to set up a museum or even scientific experiments which ill boost the revenue. It will give the much needed push. If not for the Archeologists, we would never be able to…"
"Great George, very great of you all. What am I supposed to do?" I asked in one go, not wanting him to continue any further in his speech about the greatness of Archeologists.
"Well you don't have much to do"
"Really?" I squealed.
"Ada, I am yet to say" he reprimanded me, making me bite my lips.
"The first thing is you need to maintain discipline in here, the gum is not allowed" he pointed at the gum, I kept chewing.
"What?? What does my gum even have to do?"
"It's indecency and this site is going to be tagged in Geographical Index, so cleanliness is a must. You are supposed to maintain that. Now coming to your work, you need to collect details from the team of Archeologists about their findings, along with reading the scripts. You are supposed to make notes of all of that… Manually" he uttered the last words.
And that's enough for me to understand that he has planned revenge on me.
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