Broken (Completed and editing)

Calm.....like before a storm

"Blessed was she who thought God would fulfill his promise to her"

Veronica's POV:-

When I changed I couldn't get the chance to remove my makeup that Caroline forced me to do. I don't usually put on a lot of makeup, but Care kept pestering me on call until she was convinced I looked sexy enough. I have never understood her obsession with makeup but that girl really has some skill and I am thankful for her.

I was standing in front of my vanity table and removing all the makeup from my face. I think Aaron left because I couldn't hear him anymore. He kept asking me to open the door but I didn't, so I think much to my disappointment-he left.

I was a fool to even consider asking him for help. It's a weakness I showed, Veronica Hunter is anything but weak. I am fine and I will be I don't need his help. I am turning 20 in less than a month, I can take care of myself very well. Though I don't think my taking care of myself expertise includes dealing with spooky ghosts.

Dipping the wipes in the makeup remover, sighing I brought it up to my face but stopped when I spotted something moving on the floor. Oh please don't be what I think it is, please, please, please. Slowly putting the wipe down I turned taking support from the table.

Oh God I will die tonight. 

There was a house lizard in my room; it was right in front of me looking at me with it's murderous eyes. What the hell was it doing roaming on the floor, these things are usually on walls. Suddenly sending Aaron away seemed like the worst mistake of my life. Where in the hell did it come from?

I couldn't stop the ear splitting scream that tore out from my mouth when that thing moved closer to me.  Screaming I jumped on the stool of my vanity table and then on the table itself, and in the process the stool also fell. And that thing nearly went mad as soon as the stool dropped.

I have always hated these things they look disgusting with that dull yellow color of theirs and their faces look like they were born to kill. I could have dealt with it if it was on a wall, but this weirdo was on the floor of my room-roaming like it owned the room.

When I was small I could even pet a bear but the first time I encountered a  house lizard was when it dropped on me from the ceiling of our cabin where we had gone to spend a weekend. I had never seen a lizard before and I swear I nearly had a heart attack that day. Mom and Dad laughed till they physically couldn't anymore there's even a home video of that incident.

The damn lizard after its frenzy of movement after the table dropped-made its way towards the vanity table. When it came near the table another one of that scream made its way out of my mouth, oh God it has full intention to kill me tonight.

Suddenly there was a loud booming sound in the room, its source was the door. A lizard and a murderer in one day, I was surely dead today. Then there was another one of that sound and the door burst open but barely hanging on its hinges.

I cannot explain how happy I was to see Aaron instead of a murderer ir theif, there was a worried look in his eyes as he came in immediately "What happened, I heard you scream." he moved his head around to see what exactly was terrorizing me.

Helping him out, I point towards the lizard which was now trying to climb on the table. "AARON PLEASE GET IT OUT OF HERE BEFORE IT KILLS ME" I shouted at the top of my lungs clutching my chest safely and moving back to whatever space was left behind me and in the process all the things on my table fell making the lizards even more jumpier than I was. What in world is it afraid of when its the one thats terrorizing me.

he strolled near the table carefully as to not make the beast run away, Aaron grabbed the lizard by its tail in one swift motion. "They don't hurt anyone unless they are disturbed, Veronica." he said holding the fighting lizard up by its tail and there was that smile on his face that said Veronica you're acting like a kid. Some people are genuinely afraid of somethings!