Sweet Revenge

XI

I woke up with that familiar feeling of tightness in my chest. My breath was short and labored, my whole body began to tremble as drops of sweat poured down my forehead.

Groaning I went to the bathroom leaning against the walls in order to stabilize myself as I walked.
I was having a panic attack, one that I wouldn't get through with just breathing exercises alone. I needed my pills.

They were prescribed to me five years ago after what happened and I never stopped taking them as these panic attacks of mine got worse and worse over the years.

Once in the bathroom I looked for my clutch bag in which, among other things, I kept my medicines.
Trying to control the shaking in my hands I took a pill from the bottle and swallowed it.

I leaned against the sink waiting for it to take effect, trying to keep my breathing as steady as possible.
When I looked up at the mirror I saw the conditions I was in.
My hair was stuck to my face because of the sweat and I had dark circles under my eyes due to lack of sleep.

The only thing that hasn't changed was my emotionless gaze.

After a few minutes I felt my breathing return to normal, I washed my face and went back to my room.
Sitting on the mattress I looked at the alarm only to realize it was still half past six, my new job would have started at 8:00am now it's still too early.
So I went to bed and after just a few minutes I was asleep again.

Although it may not seem, panic attacks are tiring.

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Hearing someone knock on the door i groaned muttering a series of curses to whoever was disturbing my sleep.

I was about to yell at the person to go away when they stopped knocking.

But after a few minutes of silence that someone came knocking again, this time more insistently than before.
"Ms.Williams, breakfast is almost ready i came to inform you that you have fifteen minutes to get ready and go down to the dining room."

A female voice said from outside the door and as soon as my mind registered her words my eyes snapped open widening.
I immediately reached out to check the time and... fuck me it was seven forty.
I should have been awake quite a while ago, I should have taken a shower and dressed already but I was still in bed with my pajamas and ... drool dripping from my mouth down my chin.

I made a run straight to the bathroom banging my little finger in the corner of the wall causing me to jump around the room with one foot, holding the other with both my hands.

Once the pain subsided I went to the bathroom with a limp. I turned on the water and without even waiting for it to warm up I went inside and started washing myself, rubbing every part of my body as fast as possible.

When I finished I got out of the shower, water dripping all over the floor but I would have thought about it later, now I was drying my hair and as soon as I finished I started rubbing perfumed oil all over my body.
Then I went back to the bedroom and took my suit, observing it for a moment before taking a pair of panties with lace and a matching bra, putting them on quickly.

Now it was time for the suit, I just hope it fits me well.
Once I put it on I ran to the bathroom and what I saw didn't bother me at all, this suit looks damn good on me, it accentuates my butt and the tie gives me a professional look.

I then combed my hair in a bun with strands of hair falling on my face, I didn't really have time to worry about this right now.
I hurried to put on shoes which consisted of a pair of black leather combat boots and as soon as I finished lacing them I rushed to the door almost tripping over my own footsteps.

I almost ran down the stairs and as soon as I saw the maid who accompanied me to my room the night before I approached her and asked her where the dining room was.
Giving me a stern look she started to show me the way and although we got closer and closer I didn't hear anyone talking, so I thought I wasn't so late.

As I was walking I noticed that my tie was loose so I looked down to tighten it but as soon as I looked up I was met by numerous eyes looking back at me.
Among all of them there was a person in particular who was glaring at me with those grey eyes, Mr Nicolai Morello.