The Devil with a Halo (On hold)

Chapter 7 - Pain

--Pain --

"No, George." I declined for what seems like the hundredth time.

"Come on, Sky!" He half-yelled in frustration. I wonder why, it's not like he was going through a frustrating time. It was me who was, and I was the very definition of frustration at the moment. 

"Mondays are not meant for clubbing." I chided and turned my back towards him.

"Come on!" He repeated his previous phrase. And Natalie backed him up,  "Yeah..Sky."

"No guys. I'm not in mood. Go without me." I said, cringing inwardly at their non-stop persistence. I can't let out my anger at them since, they are not the cause of it. But, if they don't leave me alone, I may forget my manners and patience.

"Sky, it's been a long time since we all went out together. Who cares if it is Monday?" George picked up my water bottle and waved it in front of my face, looking at me like I was acting crazily. 

"Don't touch my water bottle!" I scowled and snatched my precious mineral water from his hands. Nobody is allowed to touch my water. Nobody.

"And I care, okay? Leave me alone for tonight. I'll definitely join you all next time." I told them as politely as I could. 

"Well fine.." Natalie let out a defeated sigh before George could protest any further. And I definitely owe her one for that.

"Fine." George grunted, but left happily after making me promise to accompany everyone next time.

Who really goes out on a Mondays? Like seriously? It seems like everyone is determined to make me see all stupid and annoying things today. Not like Monday, is my main problem. 

My main problem is my muddled mind. Clubbing may seem like a nice distraction but I know what happened with Amber when she tried the same, and I'm not willing to risk my life by standing on the edge of a bridge ready to jump. Jerome saved her, but who will save me if I landed myself in such a situation? Yups, no one. 

Above all that, today I once again received a call which asked me to stay away from Osorio. I really, really do wish to stay from him. But, I can't. Not because I don't want to stay away but because I just simply can't. Call it fate, if you may like. It seems like my life just took a 360 degree spin without even informing me. How rude.

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I made my way home in a fairly grumpy mood. It was pretty cold and wind gushed through me while I cursed myself for not bringing in my coat today. I was tempted to take a cab, but I wanted to clear my head. So, I walked all the way back home. It seemed like a good idea, that until I was still a few blocks away from my apartment and I sensed someone following me.

Given my family history, my instincts are twice if not thrice, better than any normal human being. I could feel something dangerous brewing up in the air. I wish it was all my paranoia. 

It was already dark and the area where I live was as dead as a corpse as ever. There are rarely any people out after the dark, it is not a very busy locality. 

Maybe I should have gone to the club with my co-workers, or at least should have took a cab to my place.

Though the shops were not closed, they were deserted. It is nothing new really. After 7, anyone is rarely out of their houses in here. A big reason is, because mostly senior citizens reside in this area. Which makes it both safe and dangerous.

I, at this point was sure that someone was actually following me and it was just not my paranoia. My gut feeling said I will be in trouble, and one of the most important things I've learnt from my family and experience is that always listen to what your gut has to say. Like my father used to say, "Gut can speak greater and righter than your mind."