Lost and Found

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"But there's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark
You should know you're beautiful just the way you are
And you don't have to change a thing
The world could change its heart"

Listen to Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara

Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Time was soundlessly slipping away from my grasp once again.

I stared into blank space, building sandcastles in the air.

I twiddled around with my fingers and tugged at the strands of hair that strayed from bun done up.

I tossed and turned on the bed.

Argh!
I was deprived of sleep. Again. However, my fingers were not reaching for my pills. In fact, I was weighing between the options. Either gulp it down into my blood system or suffer the aftermath of sleep loss.

I was torn between both decisions. I had enough of those drugs in my body. What happened yesterday's morning served as a grave warning. It was a sign for me to stop because the side effects were setting in. The doctor's prescription came with a note with all of the negative effects listed. I could check off at least six of them, which meant that consumption should cease and a visit to the doctor was mandatory.

Actually, that was not even worrying me. Jayce's and Covson's sudden disappearance had me on the edge the entire time. I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. Adding on to the continuity of yesterday's events - the momentarily kiss with Jayce, the money laundering that Deyes enterprise engaged in and the injury I had inflicted upon myself.

My thoughts were all jumbled up and my mind was hazed up.

I found nothing I wished for at Covson's house. Instead, I was awarded a piece of valuable information. With the bona fide documents were still in my hands, could I use it to my advantage? As Jayce dragged me into the room, I did not put those back into the drawer in my haste. What should I do with it?

God damn! I need to get my mind off all this screwed up mess. I hauled the laptop onto my lap and opened my blog site. Everything was running smoothly and the viewers had been steadily increasing, with a few comments/demands of my identity here and there. The last post was around three weeks ago, which was very unlikely of me. No matter how preoccupied an individual's life was, they couldn't just neglect their commitments and dedications. Bearing in mind that it reflects on their character and values - irresponsible and untrustworthy - especially when it comes to a blogger, it upsets those who kept tabs regularly.

''Negativity breeds negativity"

Zoella

This was a quote she once shared in her vlogs. It hit me right on and sent me barrelling into my thoughts. Positivity is often associated with optimism, same goes for negativity and pessimism. There are tons and tons of people in this world, out of the 7 billion people, how many of them come across as a ball of happiness? Does it not seem puzzling as to how they maintain a sanguine disposition, even in a depressing situation?

Perhaps it has something to do with the way they look at this world, their values and beliefs, and the people they surround themselves with -'

Before I could carry on with my next word, the door barged open. I was alarmed.

"Karlie? Why isn't your door locked?" Jayce came into view and sauntered in like he owned the place. My mouth was wide agape and I stared at him in disbelief. The only source of light was the glowing laptop. The light rays emitted that shone on his face brought his already sharpened facial features to another level. His skin was as pale as white and his amber eyes seemingly sucked the air out of me. They were eerily burning against the dark backdrop. All in a good way of course.