Mia Woods
I woke up the next morning with the taste of vomit in my mouth and my head hammering as if it's being beaten to pulp by a hammer.
I clutched my head tightly and sat up, feeling the bile rise up, I quickly move to the bathroom and puked out all the food from last night.
I decided to hop into the shower and washed myself.
I got out and decided to go casual with white shorts and pink checks shirt.
I don't how much I slept. It was 1 in the afternoon now..
I was combing my hair when memories from last night invaded my mind and I dropped the brush in shock.
I quickly ran to my bed and searched for my phone, I finally found it in between my sheets and opened the images I saw last night.
Reminiscing about those made me cringe in disgust.
I certainly didn't wanted to see Candice naked. Ever.
I opened and saw that there was no other message for me other than those photos.
I quickly dialled that number and waited,
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
Why isn't this person picking up?
I dialled it again and at last at the last ring that person picked up.
"Hello, who's this? "
"You don't need to know who this is. Just be grateful I helped you. Show Mikhail these pictures, he deserve to know."
I was about to reply when she cut the call.
It was a woman, an older woman.
I dialled it again but the number was switched off.
I tried again a few times but it was still switched off.
So I decided not to call her again.
But what I did decide was to show Mikhail these pics.
I took put my laptop and connected it with my phone and copied those photos.
Then I decided to copy those to my pen drive too and did so.
I took my phone and descended the stairs.
I looked into the kitchen but no one was there.
So I looked through the whole house but found no one.
In the end I decide to make myself a sandwich.
When I got near the fridge I saw a note.
Dear Mia,
I had to go to my grandmother's house urgently, Mikhail is here and I will be back by tomorrow morning.
Have a nice day.
Candice.
Well Candice, you are fucked tomorrow.
I crumpled the paper and threw it in the dust bin.
I made a couple of sandwiches for me and ate them with fresh strong coffee.
As I was finishing my coffee the front door opened and in cane Mikhail.
He had grocery bags in his hands.
"Where were you?"
He ignored me.
Ha. As if.
