Coma Whisperer

Day 5

∞DAY 5∞

Monster Bell

I aggressively shook my head as memories of what happened yesterday flitted in my mind once again, causing me to blush crimson for the umpteenth time today.

Matay, I'm really such an embarrassment! I should've known my bloody friend would visit! Gosh, I believe I owe my lucky stars now that it was Bell who saw my bloody demise and not Adonis... I sure wouldn't have known what to do if Adonis saw that instead of Bell! Like, how do you face your crush after such an embarrassing situation like that?

Crush? Did I say crush? Adonis? Gosh, I felt like I'm in deep.

"Hey! Friday!" Bell called me back to attention. Today was her day-off at work and she decided to accompany me while I accompany her brother, her words not mine.

"Yes? what were we talking again?" I asked her confusedly.

"I was talking about a welcoming party for you... I have to organize one." She told me nonchalantly.

"Is there really a need for one? I mean—besides your family, I don't really know that much people since I arrived."

"That's totally the point, you silly bunny! You have to get acquainted with people, widen your horizons and all that cheesy shit. And don't worry, I got that part covered... there's quite a few people I'd like you to meet."

"But won't it be a hassle? I really don't want to trouble you, you know?"

"Oh, Shush and don't worry your silly little head bout this okay? I'm not doing this as your employer's daughter, I'm doing this because you are my friend... That and I want to set you up with someone of course!" She said sweetly as if she's just convincing me to drink poison from a glass. It might as well be that.

"Set me up? Jesus! I've only been here for what? five days? And now you want to set me up with someone? Don't you think you're blowing things out of proportion way too much?" I argued.

I just realized I'm actually in crush with someone and she throws me this set up news? Well not really realized more of like I'm still partly in denial... but we're going there right? I mean, is this woman for real?

But Bell being who she is, decided no room for argument.

"Oh come on Friday, don't be such a buzz kill! You are in America, the land of the free and the liberated people! Please just chill out a bit and have fun, won't you? And it's not like Isaac would care if his nanny went out to have fun for a short time anyways... right twinnie?" She asked the unconscious patient.

"Nanny?" I repeated the word.

"Yes, what else are you supposed to be? Didn't you tell me you don't like being called a companion?"

"Yes... but I prefer a more sophisticated name if you will." I said while feigning an exaggerated imitation of a sophisticated woman.

"And what would that name be? Oh, great one? Indulge me." She said while throwing me a challenging stare.

I thought for a moment before I drawled out a hesitant unconfident answer.

"Me? I am...uh... a coma whisperer?" I blurted out.

She must not have understood what I said because her brows furrowed as if assessing my answer.

"Coma whisperer? What the hell is that?"

"Yes. Coma whisperer, comatose whisperer or whatever you may call it. I saw that title on television years ago at studio twenty-three."

"What? There's even a show with that title?"

"No, not exactly that title... but close to it. It was actually entitled Ghost Whisperer... good show that was."

"Oh." She replied, her face showing recognition of the information I just omitted.

"Yep!" I said enthusiastically, feeling like I won a debate with her... if it was even actually considered as that.

"What a weird way to call yourself Friday... you surely are a one of a kind oddball." She replied chuckling, causing me to frown.

"Why? What's wrong with being different anyway?" I asked her.

"Oh, nothing at all... I'm just a bit confused. You lost me at the coma whisperer part... but I bet you have your reasons?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

"I see. All the more reason to agree with me right? It's not like you've got a choice anyways. I'm Isobel Fox, nobody says no to me hun' I'll have them bleeding dry if they so much as try contradicting me." She said while throwing me a taunting look. Well, the pun didn't go unnoticed by me, that's for sure.

"One, your point being? And two, are you sure about that hun'? maybe you've yet to meet your match? And three, stop with the pun Isobel Margaret Fox!" I ranted at her in which she only gave me a 'Do I look like I give a fuck?' look.

"Okay... I'll humor you. I'll let you have that welcoming party shit... but none of that setting me up with someone okay?" I continued and she smiled evilly at that. Oh, God... this is totally straying the right path.

"Did you realize that you just proved my point on number two hun'? and excuse me? I don't make no promises." She said haughtily.

"You're a monster, Bell." I commented instead.

"Am I?" she replied with a challenging look.

Indeed you are. I replied in my head.