WEB OF MISTAKES
Sleeping Jessica lay on the chair in her office, carelessly sleeping.
The office desk was in a mess. Just a glance at her, one would
know she was so exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes,
unsteady breathing. Even in her sleep, she looked worried.
“Hello, Jess.” said Richmond coming into the room without
knocking. Richmond, about 26 or 27, the only child of his parents, a
young handsome man. With dark wide eyes, he shook Jessica,
calling her name for the second time.
“Jessica, come on get up!”
Jessica opened her sleepy eyes, groaned and sighed. What she
hated most was someone waking her up when she was fast
alseep and tired. She shut her eyes again.
Right now, she was dreaming, getting married to a rich, handsome
guy. Her wedding dress, long as the whole of Chicago. She was
about to kiss her groom.
“Jess, get up now!”^commanded Richmond. Not with a soft tone,
but with a harsh tone and he said it loud enough as if to blow out
her ear drums.
Annoyed, Jessica forced herself to sit down on her swivel chair,
resting her back on it.
Frowning, she managed to say something.
“What’s your problem, Rich?” her voice sounded sleepy.
“I should be asking you that question.”
“Is that what you think?” she threw back at him, her voice back to
“Come on Jess. You’ve been acting funny lately, always working.
Girl you need a break.”
Jessica thought about what he just said. “I guess so. I’ll take a
3month leave and when I’m back, I’ll be good as new. Hope that
attack doesn’t come again.” she concluded sadly.
“It won’t.” Richmond assured her. He smiled. “Sounds great! I
want us to have dinner today.”
“Don’t think I can.”
He insisted. “I have a friend I want you to meet. I’ll pick you up by
8. You can go home now.”
“I’m not going!”
Richmond had to be kidding, thought Jessica. She’d known him to
be a stubborn man who did all he wanted and one who made
people dance to his tunes.
But he was one of a kind. His type of men was rare. Richmond
seemed to care a lot about her recently and wouldn’t want any
harm come to her. She tried to figure it out, but couldn’t. She gave
up, thinking he was playing his usual nice guy for something in
return. That she didn’t know and couldn’t guess.
**** **** **** ****
“Mum, I’m home” Jessica called out to her mother as she arrived
home by 2p.m.
“Oh, goodness gracious!” exclaimed Beauty Jack, “Jessica, is this
“Yes mum,” replied Jessica reaching out to her mum for an
embrace. Not just a side hug or a brief hug, a tight and close hug.
Jessica was planning to make up for the days she hadn’t been
around her mum. Both had missed each other a lot. She felt at
home embracing her mum. She grinned.
“Good that you’re here. I was planning to drop by at the hospital to
see you. I’m making your favourite.”
“Thanks mum. I am going to be with you for today. I really missed
“I missed you too. Oh my! Jessica, have you been eating lately?”
Beauty questioned, scanning her daughter.
“Yes,” replied Jessica, softly scrutinizing herself, “I do eat mum,
“You look pale darling. Go upstairs and freshen up, rest and come
back for lunch.”
“Alright mum,” said Jessica placing a tender kiss on Mrs Beauty’s
On getting to the bedroom, Jessica threw her handbag and other
things on the bed, stepped out of her working clothes, slipped into
a white cotton towel and headed for the bathroom.
She had missed this so badly, turning the shower and sinking
herself into the bath tub made her come alive again. It was as if
she had been dead before. Relaxing, Jessica took a breath and
smiled to herself. She smiled ‘cuz she had done thungs she
thought she would do. Staying away from home, her mum and her
brother for the past one week was something she had never
dreamt of and now she had done it. She considered herself brave
and bracing up to face other challenges.
As she lay in the bath tub, thoughts of what happened the other
night came flashing in her head as lightening flashes in the sky.
She could see him, all dressed in back, his face covered. Blood
streaked down his hands, it spread to his body and legs. His was
of walking wasn’t steady, he was staggering moving towards her.
Pointing the dagger at her b—–s, he opened his mouth and he
revealed a set of teeth stained with blood, no trace of any white
color, the normal color of one’s teeth.
Trembling, Jessica couldn’t do a thing. She tried screaming,
wanting to shout for help, but she lost her voice. She opened her
mouth, but no sound came out.
He moved closer, held her hand and stabbed her at the chest.
“Nooo!!!” screamed Jessica.
She opened her eyes, felt her chest, no blood, no injuries, no cut,
nothing. It was then she realized that she dozed while taking her
bath. She turned off the shower, immediately went to the room,
wore a silk night dress and ran to her mum.
Coincidentally, Mrs Beauty was on her way to Jessica’s room to
konw what was wrong when she heard her scream.
“Mum, mum. I’m scared” said the frightened Jessica.
Giving her a puzzled look, Mrs Beauty replied, “Come with me.
You’ll sit, while you let me get you a cip of coffee to calm yourself
down. Then we can talk about it.”
Mrs Beauty helped Jessica into the living room, sat her down and
went to get two cups of coffee. She handed one to Jessica, sat
beside her and patted her gently.
“Jess, what’s wrong, why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?”
asked Mrs Beauty, so concerned.
“I had–” Jessica was about to speak, to narrate her scary dream to
her mum, but she knew how badly it would affect her mum. She
would also suggest things Jessica didn’t like, such as staying
away from the hospital and if possible report the last incident to
the police. Jessica would buy none of the ideas.
She quickly changed her mind and lied to her mum. “I was
dreaming, getting married, having kids but one of my children had
died and I screamed and I fell down and hit my back hard on the
floor. That’s all.” Jessica wasn’t a good liar.
“Jessica, you are not telling me everything. I want the whole truth.”
Mrs Beauty demanded.
“Mum, I’ve told you the truth, that’s all.”
Mrs Beauty wasn’t satisfied.
“Jessica, look into my eyes and say what you just said.”
Jessica was caught between crossroads. She couldn’t look her
mum in the eye and lie to her, yet she was determined not to let
her mum know anything. She got up from the sofa, gave her mum
a brief hug and said to her, “I’ll be fine, I’ll take care of myself. I
She hurriedly walked to her room, dialled Shirley’s number.
“Shirley, we need to talk.” she said impatiently.
“Jess, calm down. Where do we meet?”
“I’m home. Come straight to my room.”
“I’ll be there.”
**** **** **** ****
Taking a deep breath, Shirley collapsed into her chair. Staring at
her chamber and the pile of files on her table, she sighed again.
Being a counsellor was not an easy job at all. Visiting clients,
listening to their reports, talking about money, preparing cases and
going to court almost everyday was tiring and something difficult
for just one person to handle. Thanks to her colleagues who
helped her out and they stood for one another. At least she could
find time for her family and friends.
Without wasting much time, she abandoned the files at her desk,
grabbed her car keys and dashed off to see Jessica. The files can
wait. Jessica was more important. She was her best friend. A
friend rare to find and so precious.
Yes, she was important.
**** **** ****
“Hi, Mrs Beauty,” Shirley smiled, in a warm tone, greeting Jess’s
“Hello, how are you?” replied Mrs Beauty while giving Shirley a side
hug and placed kisses on her cheeks.
“I’m doing good, as you can see.”
“Your friend isn’t doing good.” her mood changed. “Hope you’re
not over working yourself.” She suddenly brightened up.
Great! Jessica’s mum had started again. She was a sweet, caring
and compassionate person who loved to take care of everyone
who was nice to her. She hate seeing young girls overwork
themselves. She always wanted to help them out in a way or two.
Shirley knew what would come next. Mrs Jack would lecture her
up to an hour, telling her things she didn’t want to hear and what
she’d heard over and over again. She could even complete Mrs
Jack’s statements. Realizing she was taking much time and
Jessica was waiting-she knew it was something important and
something had to be done, she hurriedly ended the conversation
with Mrs Jack.
“I’m not over working, ma’am. I really have to see Jess, take care.”
She ran off.
Getting to Jessica’s door, she knocked lightly and whispered her
name. She waited for some seconds which rolled into minutes and
she had no reply. She tapped the door again, the same thing.
Without waiting any longer, she flung the door wide open,
revealing Jessica on the foam, a white silk bed spread which was
rumpled and damp with her tears.
Jessica’s head buried to a pillow and also buried in her thoughts.
She’d been thinking about her life, her present life. Things had
changed so much. She wanted to get back to her old life, being
carefree, partying, having fun. That was only a mere wish and she
knew that. What if she dies? What if he comes again and attack
her? Would she be able to save herself again? Her mother, brother,
friends-Shirley and Richmond, and cousin-Dominic. They were her
only family. How would they cope without her? What if . . .
“Jessica, you alright?” asked Shirley, a frown on her face showing
deep concern for Jessica.
“What!” screamed Jessica. She regained her balance and relaxed
though her hands were still trembling. “You startled me. Why didn’t
“I did knock, Jess. I was out there for about 20minutes, you didn’t
reply. I couldn’t wait and I came in, I’ve been watching you since,
you didn’t even twitch. I thought you were unconcious.”
Realizing that she was at fault, she quickly apologised.
……to be continued.
WEB OF MISTAKES EPISODE ONE
WEB OF MISTAKES