Irises Field We Saw That Day

“Truth will bloom with you”. Someone whispered in my ear.

I woke up with shock and tears, I have absolutely no idea why

I was shocked and tearing up. I don’t even know who’s the

person whispering to me. I shake it off and went shower

without thinking much. I’m still in High School years and

probably graduate soon or maybe retake my year, I don’t

even interested in knowing my future. “Darryl! Breakfast

ready!” Mrs.Rose shout from downstairs. “Coming!” I shouted

back. Mrs.Rose was one of the maid here in the estate, that

was until my mom and dad never came back. My parents

always working outside of the country and usually sent a

postcard to me or call me when I was little, but as I grew up I

never heard anything from them. They stopped giving calls

and posting postcard, they just vanished. The money income

disappeared, the maids quit and Mrs.Rose was also about to

quit. But she take me in with her, I don’t even know why. Why

would she takes all the hard work herself? Why don’t she just

left me? Now she has to take care of me and work until

midnight. But if I had to chose between being with my parents

or Mrs.Rose, I wouldn’t want to be with those who

abandoned me. But I do want to at least met them, but that

doesn’t mean I forgive them for leaving me. “Thanks for the

food, I’ll be going now!” I said while walking out. “Okay! Be

careful angel!”Mrs.Rose shouted. ‘Angel’? sure, whatever. I’m

not even an angel myself, I’m just a selfish jerk. I pickpocket

people and steal food at markets, and I’m not even that nice

in school. I kept failing and skipping. Mrs.Rose have work so

hard to pay my school fees and always be there when I

needed someone the most. I can’t imagine how disappointed

will she be finding out all the bad things I done. As soon as I

arrived at the school I saw my friend were there, William.

“Hey Will” I said while walking towards him. He knew things

I’ve been doing but never really cared. He waved back at me

while eating a bread. If I’m being honest, he’s my only friend. I

caught him skipping behind school backyards when I was in

middle school and somehow we got close. “Here your

thumbdrive, I forgot to gave you back yest-” my words got

cuts off by William saying “Hey, mind if I stayed at yours

tonight? I had a fight with that old hag”. Oh right, William had

a very abusive dad. His mom had a surgery a couple years ago

and didn’t survived, his dad become ignorant and abandoned

him. Sometimes came home bleeding with cocaine on his

hand, and sometimes let his anger on William. So it’s not a

surprise when he had a fight with his dad. “I’m okay with it,

I’ll ask Mrs.Rose later” I said while looking at him. He just look

down. “What mess did you get into with that guy?” I asked

him while sits beside him. Before even he got to respond back

my phone rings, it was one of the my teachers. It was my

History teacher, Mr.Joseph. He somehow loves to remind me

of class, or should I say bother me. However I had his class in

my first period. I look at the text and glance next to me,

William was also looking at the text. “Well, I gotta go or this

old man going to be mad. I can’t seems to skip either” I said.

William smirk and says “Break a leg, I’m going to skip”. I

smiled and walk up to classroom. Believe or not, I find Will

one of the most strongest people. Not by Physical but

Mentally, he didn’t even cried when his mother died. Always

there for others and never for himself. Really disappointing

finding him having a pretty traumatized life. “I’m here” I said

while knocking on the door. “I expect you to be more

responsible with your time, go ahead sit” Mr.Joseph said. I

walk past him and sits at my table, playing with my pen while

waiting for class to be over. 1 hour and half pass, “Okay I’ll be
going, thank you class and I see you this Friday” Mr.Joseph

said. I was planning after he left our classroom, I wanted to

skip the next period. “Oh also, Darryl expecting to see you.

Please step outside” Mr.Joseph says. What a mood killer. I

walk out with my classmates looking at me, somehow

Mr.Joseph looking at me smiling while saying “Let’s go”. I just

goes along, and we ended up on school back field. He sits

down and says “Sit”. I sit down and ask “What do you want

from me?”. Mr.Joseph respond back by saying “relax, after all

you still going to skip the classes”, I stayed silenced. “I’m not

going to control you or want you to be smart, I just wanted to

help you” he said. “I don’t understand” I respond. He looked

at me and smiles while saying “You’re too young, but sadly

already on the dark side of the world. You still have dream for

your future right?”. I don’t want to be open to some teachers

about my problems but hearing ‘dream’ word just make me

stoned cold. His smiles for a while and starts patting my head

“Still figuring out, I’m guessing?”. I look at him and look down

while responding “More or less”, he look at me smiling. This is

somehow feels so warm, like a son-father relationship. I sit

there for a while and went buy lunch after that skip another
period. I went to the market nearby and pickpocket some

people, in the end I got 20 dollars and 43 cents. It’s not that

much but I won’t complain. I probably uses it for this week

pocket money, at least. But for now I was thinking getting a

sandwiches before going back to campus using the money. On

my way to buy sandwiches, I bump into a kid. “Sorry sir!” A

little girl bow down to me. “Watch where you going next time,

what on earth are you even doing here? Don’t you have a

school?” I said. What does a little girl doing at the market at

12 in the evening, running around? Don’t they have a

daycare? “Oh! I was helping mommy! And I don’t go to school

yet! I’m 6!” She screamed at me. Dang, who knew kids had so

much energy. And six is actually a perfect ages to started

school. But that doesn’t really get my attention until she said

her mom works here. So as a worker, cashier, assistant or

manager? Even so, leaving your kids running around is not an

ideal ideas especially a female kids who can barely defends

herself. “Can we go to your mom?” I said to that little girl. She

looks at me with smiles and says “Yeah! Mommy’s over

there!” while pulling my hands. She pulled my hand to outside

of the market, I was confused and freak out by saying “H-Hey

kid! I said go to your mom not going outside! Why are you-”

she cuts off my words by saying “Look! Mommy over there!” I

look over and saw a lady crying in a stall. I guess the kid

meant her mom opened a stall outside of the market. I walk

up to her mom with the little girl holding my hand.

“Mommy!” that little girl scream while we walking up to her

mom. The lady notices it and start wiping her tears off. “Oh hi

darling, who’s this boy with you” the mom said. That little girl

start pulling my hand again while saying “Oh! This brown

sheep hair man came up to me!”. Sheep hair man? Are this

little brat referring to me? This kid really gets on my nerves.

Her mom looks up to me and says “I’m sorry my daughter

troubled you, young man”. I look to her mom and says “It’s

good, I would really like to talk to you”. Her mom smiled and

says “Alright, come on here”. I look up to her with a serious

face “Why did you leave your child running around, don’t you

know how dangerous it is?”. She looks at me with a worried

face “I’m sorry, Olivia is quite hard to control. She barely

listen and I can’t leave my stall”. So Olivia is that kid name,

what an odd name. “I’m sorry for asking but why are you

opening a stall and just find a real job? And I’ve heard Olivia
didn’t go to school yet” I asked with full curiousness. I hate to

admit but I’m quite curious with their situations. She sit down

and says “Jobs are pretty hard to find, especially with my bad

reputations. And yes, It’s true. Olivia doesn’t goes to school, I

wanted to put her into one but the fees are expensive. I can

barely even paid Olivia’s older sister High School fees”. That

was much to proceeds, and that brat have a sister? And ‘bad

reputation’? “I’m sorry but what does ‘bad reputation’

means?” She started tearing up and stuttering. I really want to

hear what’s wrong but I can’t just let she’s being traumatized

and makes her more panic, I guess wait is the best option

here. After half of the hour of consoling, she finally opens up

to me. “I was an exotic dancer at a club, I was forced to be

one. Olivia’s sister was my first pregnancy, I didn’t want to get

an abortion so I hid her from the club owner. But they found

out and kicked me out, Olivia’s sister was 9. Right that time, I

found Olivia, she was a baby. Her parents abandoned her and

left her in a cardboard under the bridge” She opening up to

me while tearing up. I was shocked, I didn’t expect it to be this

hard for their family. I honestly glad that Olivia are sleeping

right now, I can’t imagine her face thinking she was left. Well
she is a child, I don’t know if she would actually understand.

But the words ‘abandoned’ hits me right in spot. “So does that

mean Olivia not your child?” I asked. Olivia’s mom nodded

and then says “I rent an apartment room that I still living in

for now, I’m glad Camilla now a grown girl so she can help

me”. I was confused and ask “Camilla?”. She look at me and

says “Camilla, Olivia’s sister”. Camilla, somehow reminds me

of some flowers. But hearing their family problems makes me

sad. If I didn’t do anything, they’re faiths might never change.

I stood up holding Olivia’s mom hands while saying “Ma’am,

this is not my business but allow me to help you. I will try to

help as much as I can, I promised you”. She looks at me with

worries and says “No, darling. I don’t want to trouble you”. I

look at her and says “Please, at least for Olivia. Think about

her future and all”. She looks at me for a minute then nodded.

I don’t know why but that makes me happy, I’m really glad

she agree. “Oh yeah, young man. I don’t even have your name

yet” Olivia’s mom said to me. “Darryl, my name is Darryl” I

said to her. “Alright Darryl,I’m Marie” She said to me. I smiles

at her and then she says “Oh right, Darryl. Can you please

woke Olivia up? I think it’s time for me to close down the
stall”. I respond back by saying “sure, but how about your

other daughter?”. She looks at me while packing up the food

in the stall and says “Camilla? Her school will be over at 6

PM”. I guess Camilla is a good student that didn’t skip her

class. I wake Olivia’s up, and help Mrs.Marie pack up.

“Mrs.Marie, can I go to your apartment?” I asked Mrs.Marie.

She nodded and continues packing. After a while, we arrives

at the apartment. It’s really small, the living room probably

the biggest room in this apartment room. “Darryl, can you do

something for me? Can you take care of Olivia for me? I have

a part-time job, I’ll leave the key to you. I’ll be back at 6”

Mrs.Marie said to me. “But what about Camilla? Aren’t her

school over at 6” I asked her. “Camel walk to here her own!

She said she don’t need mommy to pick her up!” Olivia

respond to my question. Camel? Wow I guess her sister got

worst nickname than me. “Well then, I’ll be going. Olivia,

don’t cause trouble to Darryl” Mrs.Marie said while running

out. “Sheep hair man, I’m hungry. Can we go eat? Please?”

Olivia said to me. “You have to stop calling me that. But I

guess, sure. We can have a lunch” I said to her. I didn’t want

to waste too much money