Chapter 2

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Victoria's POV

"Vicky! Vicky you have to go to work now or Milton will have your head for breakfast!" My roommate and bestie Maisha yelled at me.
"Five more minutes mom"i said to her while sleeping.
"Victoria Barnes if you don't get up this instant I am personally going to call chad and have him wake you up" she threatened.

"Really? I thought u hated chad"
"I do but at times like these i have to like him"
"What do you mean times like these? And paws off chad he's mine" i added feeling really good about myself. Which is odd because normally i don't.

"I mean times when you're being stubborn and ew. There's no way i'd want chad. He's so gross!" Maisha added sounding really grossed out.
"Whatever. " I relied while playfully hitting her.

"I'm serious though, you need to get out of bed and go get ready for work or Milton's gonna kill us both. " she said while getting off my bed.

Walking to the bathroom. I felt a little woozy. I just thought that it was natural because I always feel that way. I stopped in my tracks the minute I felt a pain in my stomach as if someone had just punched me. Struggling to get to the sink I crawled my way on the floor. Upon reaching the sink, I stood up and looked at myself in the glass. Petrified at my appearance, I quickly turned the pipe on and begun to wash my face, hoping it would make me feel a little better.

After I finished washing my face I quickly stripped out of my clothes and hopped in the shower. Before touching it I let the cold water run off before i started to shower. The hot water felt good on my skin. I turned around so that my back would be facing the wall as I let the water run down. Closing my eyes I started thinking about the dream I had before maisha woke me up.

The images puzzled me. The lady had a slight resemblance to my mom and the child almost looked like me. I wonder why I dreamt of seeing my mother and I having such a good time when all she did was beat me and tell how much of a worthless piece of shit I was.

Drowning myself in my thoughts, my head started hurting and I heard voices calling my name. Eventually I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Only to find me roommate standing furiously by the door with her hands at her hips. I knew right then I had done something wrong.

"Why weren't you answering me when I was calling you?" She practically yelled at me. "For a moment I thought you were dead."

While my best friend was chatting her mouth off I was trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me. I mean.......... First the dream and now this nauseous feeling? Something weird was going on but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Victoria! Victoria! "
"Yes?"
"Why won't u answer me when I'm talking to u?"
"Sorry. I was lost in my thoughts for a moment. What did u say?"
"I said what the fuck Is wrong with u? You've been acting weird all morning"
"Are u sick?"
"No m I'm not sick."
"Are u pregnant? Omg vic?! Did u and chad?"
"No!band why would u think that I'm pregnant?"
"I dunno"

"So what are you doing on Friday night?" I asked trying to change the subject, seeing that m was going way too deep in my personal life. And I clearly wasn't gonna let her drill me for details or try to get me to go to a doctor.

"Quit changing the fucking subject! She practically screamed upset that I wasn't answering her question. "Are u sick Vicky?" She asked again."and don't lie to me"she added sounding exactly like my dead mother.

"No maisha I'm not sick. I just have a nausea feeling. It's not that serious though. I'm sure a Tylenol should do the trick." I said trying to get rid of work. It felt like I was at war.

"OK fine. But if it worsens i'm taking u to a doctor ok?"
"Ok" I said relieved that she had left. Mission accomplished. No all I have to do is figure out what that weird dream means. If it was a dream.

Hey guys! Really hope u liked this chapter. I know it's a little shitty but I ran out of i dead. I'll try to make the next one more enjoyable. Like I said this is my very first book so plzz go easy on me

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