The Unforgettable

The Breakfast

The piercing sunlight settled on my face , through the window which was placed beside my bedside. I jolted up. Blood rushed up to my checks in paranoia as I tried to recollect what had happened. My body froze the moment everything dawned on me.

I shrieked simultaneously as my breathing transformed into short, cut, gasps. No not again ...

My trauma was interrupted as the maid sprinted into my room. She clutched onto my arm. However, everything was such a blur. I could make out the outline of the girls body and her piercing eyes on me in worry.

"Hannah- Bell??" Her eyes were searching me all over the place " Are you alright?!"
I stiffened as I tried to regain control over my body. But I just regained my vision.

I looked at her.
"Sienna isn't??" I spoke in a daze.
I heard a soft sigh in relief.
"Yes" she let out a soft, relieved laugh then gently held onto both sides of me in order to help me up. I squirmed.
She let go immediately.

"Are you sure you are okay?"
"Uh- yeah" I stuttered, my cheeks going red. I let out an embarrassed laugh.

"Are you sure? You sure as hell don't look it" she laughed a bit awkwardly.

I continued to lie there limp, still debating whether I should explain myself on why I continued to lay there idiotically, like a Fricking china doll.

I slowly began, not able to look at her. Suddenly interested in the wall opposite to me I replied "it's just- it's just I can't move".

Sienna just frowned at me in puzzlement "What do you mean?"

I tilted my head slightly in her direction then tried again "I mean, I LITERALLY can't move"

Her eyes narrowed.
"Are you saying you've just becone paralysed?" Her glittering eyes continued to narrow more.

While this was all happening I felt my body regain feeling again, I dismissed the thrown question the moment I got the chance. I was SOO not going there.

How could I explain that I've just PEED my self out of shock. Suddenly frustrated I yanked my duvet over the wet patch, hoping that it just came across as an act of 'anger' and dragged myself to what I hoped was the bathroom. Even though Sienna insisted on helping me.

However, my minor exasperation couldn't stop my heart from skipping a beat , the moment I pulled myself through the doorway.

The bathroom was absolutely stunning.

Surprisingly the bathroom was quite modern; median sized and consisted of faltering white and soft blue colours .

And it was all for ....me?

Drooling definitely not for the first time, I allowed my eyes to fall in love with the separation of the bathroom wall; the top half displaying gentle poker dots over a painted blue wallpaper. Alongside the other half which consisted of a serene white representation.

I pulled myself toward in front of the mirror, my eyes widening at the absolute horrendous view. I held my body rigid. Just to contain myself from having a heart attack.

My hair looked looked like it had just been electrocuted....

THEN nested on.

Noticing a nearby comb, I grabbed at it in panic and started detangling my hair vigorously. How did it get so.. BAD??
Was my sleep wasn't THAT rough, right..?

I continued going at my hair which did nothing but infuriate me. I grunted loudly at the useless act when I noticed how countless bundles of hair from my knots were suddenly transformed onto my comb.

Now angry, I yanked the comb and threw it across the room- not caring where it landed.

And just then I made out hurried footsteps heading my direction.

Few moments later, Sienna peeked her head through the doorway- her eyebrows raised and her lips tingling.

She was blatantly suppressing a laugh.

I shot her a glare... I didn't even care.

She blurted out laughing.

"It's not funny!" I snarled and without thinking, I stormed back into the bedroom with Siena trailing after me. Childish as it seemed- I still took a moment on debating on what to do next.

Hesitantly Siena spoke.
"You sure you don't want me to help ma'am?"
Obviously afraid that I'll snap at her. I couldn't blame her. I was acting like a spoiled bitch. Finally deciding to push my stubbornness aside, I muttered under my breath.
"Yeah, whatever" I couldn't look at her in the eye. I walked to the nearest beauty stall and Sat waiting for her form my hair into something decent.

"It's going to be the first time where you'll meet the full ..'team' properly m"am, it's my job to make sure you look breathtaking." She lightened her voice a little bit -effortlessly working at my hair.

I rolled my eyes. "That's the last thing they deserve, show them my ugly self to match their ugly attitudes." I snapped.

Surprisingly she laughed.
"Sorry ma'am, then it's your unlucky day because you'll going to be looking like the ultimate eye candy!" She joked.

I didn't laugh .. But I smiled.
"Whatever hurry up please" I pulled the most forced  optimistic voice. "So I can get this torture over done with."