My torpid body jerks back to life when I feel the contents of my stomach protesting.Not again. Aghhhhh!
Flapping open my eyes, I press my palms on the mattress to get up. It was pin drop silent in the room. Darian was in a deep sleep, laying just beside me. And the lights were off.
Rushing to the bathroom, I close the door behind to gag and hurl the toxic substance.
Pheww. Finally. Switching on the tap. I was lucky enough to see the face of water in the last two days.
Splashing my face with it. I look at myself in the mirror to freeze.
Damn. I look like shit.
How much time has passed? Why was my head exploding and what the hell is this stink? I take a whiff of my own shirt and I gag.
Shit. It's me. I am the one stinking of alcohol and vomiting.
The events before I passed out flash in my mind and I groan hitting my palm on my head.
Way too stupid Reina!
Discarding my shirt, I rampage through my clothes when suddenly my eyes stop at the window next door and I freeze.
" I will be there tomorrow. "
Shit!
Shit!
I had to follow him tonight! I slapdash my phone screen to see the time impatiently.
9:52 pm
He would have left! Dammit!
It was the only opportunity to unveil the secrets he was hiding. How can I let this golden chance skip!
Changing my shirt into a plain white one. Wrapping my hair into a tight bun over my head and pulling over a black hoody. I fumble , stumbling out with half sneakers on.
Making sure to not wake D up, I softly close the door behind. Stepping out I look out at the deserted alley.
Damn it!
He left!
Stomping my foot. I wanted to cry. Turning around I was going to go back in, dejected when I caught the silhouette of a figure walking down the eerie silent dark alley.
That broad back, stiff posture.
It's definitely him!
Yes!
Pulling down the hood I enter into a sprint after him to only slow down a few meters behind him when his heavy footsteps come to a hiatus.
I hop, to cover up behind the wall. Breathing heavily.
Fudge! I was so silent. How come he still caught me?
Peeping in, I find him resuming his walk. And I follow him more discreetly this time.
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20 minutes later.Agh! My legs were sore and I was tired. How long will he continue? And what is this place? I don't even remember how many turns I have taken and roads I have passed. It felt like I was at the other end of the world.
I start hearing distant shouts and cheering and my brows furrow.
We were close. I suppose.
He takes the last right turn and as soon as I follow him, I am met with a bustling street at 11 o'clock at night.
My feet stagger to a stop and my eyes widen in shock.
What the hell?
If only I had known this was just the beginning.
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The Beast And The Prodigy
RomanceReinan Andersan A prodigy who earns thousands with a flick of her finger and then spends hours distributing it on the people in need. A female robin hood in our present world who doesn't steal the money she donates, rather earns it. Cute, down to...