Enemy(TheWeeknd)

Chapter Eighteen

I escaped out of another nightmare.Terror filled inside me. I shot up from the bed struggling to breathe.A hand grabbed me.It was Abel surprisingly he was still around.I felt embarrassed that i had asked him to stay.I was supposed to prove myself strong enough,but i had failed.I sank back into the pillows. I pulled myself closer to him and buried my forehead into his chest inhaling deeply.I was nauseous. My head pounded.My chest felt heavy as i gave shallow breaths.I felt like i might not make it. The memories flooded my brain so suddenly i let out a small shriek. The funny thing is is that all these things are childhood fears. The monster under my bed.I never got over the death of my mother but i hardly ever thought about it. I was too busy. but the lean and Bucardi made my thoughts slow down carefully selecting the ones that often race thought my mind. It selects one and the i examine it in depth.I look back at it and think of how dumb i am. How stupid i must look during these moments. He got up from the bed but this time i let him leave.He took a long shower changed into some jeans a black white shirt and his camo jacket. He went into the kitchen and i heard some noise.I guess he was making something to eat.He came back into the room and handed me a cup coffee.I propped myself up and took a few sips before i shot up and went to the bathrrom to puke. It was terrible i felt like i let out my entire stomach and all my brain cells were moaning. I flushed the toilet and staggerd towards the joining door to the bathroom and our bedroom.Abel was there with a serious look on his face.

You aint gonna take nomore of that shit.You trip too much.

You better pull your shit together Lyea's kid is coming over.

I actually considered that.I can't handle my past I act strong but when that particular situation hits me i crumble like a cookie,my walls cave in and i'm a mess. The strange thing is that he seems to like  girls that are  a mess.The broken ones. I'm not broken compared to the others i see around in the clubs,but i guess i can say i'm a emotionally wreck when i get going.  Haileh was supposed to come over and the guy that called too. I threw myself on the bed and stared at the ceiling through burning eyes.I lifted myself up and walked towards the closet.I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My short hair was a mess it was knotted. My eyes were red and puffy almost swollen shut. This was the official image of depression.

Abel came in and gave me some more of the weird tasting clear liquid, I finished it and went to take a bath. He already had a warm bath running for me. I took a long shower. When i was done, he had already left. I put on a  navy blue sundress and let my damp  hair down.  I checked my phone I had a few missed calls. Some from Lyea and an unknown number.  It was five minuets to ten. I went to the kitchen a grabbed a bottle of orange juice. I dialed Lyea's number.She picked up  before the third ring.

'm coming over in a few, I'm gettin Haileh ready.

uhhh Okaaay, see you in a few.

To be honest i wasn't ready for this.I let out a loud sigh and i emptied the remainder of the juice in the sink. Then my phone rang.

Hello

Hi,Aeon I'm downstairs.

Who is this? ohhh I'll be there in a  few don't move.

I hung up.I slipped on a pair of flip flops and raced to the elevator.I got to the gorund floor and go into the hall.A guy in a suit came through the door. He was tall with the most beautiful eyes, they were light brown but they seemed even lighter in the light. He had a bright smile as he entered. He had a confident stride. I couldn't help but stare. He reached out his hand and shook mine.

I'm Franklyn.

I'm Aeon.

Nice to meet you,your'e beautiful i must say. He said staring at me from head to toe.

Thanks. I said blushing uncontrollably

I must have zoned out. because he interrupted.

So where do we start.

Oh Yea um here. I said gesturing towards the elevator.

We stepped in. I felt strange but i couldn't put my finger on it. We went up to the floor below us.