Hey guys! I have not forgotten you all! I remember Wednesdays more than I do Sundays! Just been busy with college that I couldn't get to guys earlier and I feel so damn sleepy! And this is an unedited one so read at your own skin!
I would like to dedicate this week's chapter to
VedashreeBane mehzebien_
TomCrusChavez mjoshBA malfoyskarsgard Babongiwe chocochip2000 me__lah HawaZakah
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Sam's POV:
He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's gone!
"Shut up!" I screamed at the mental voice chanting inside my head but it didn't seem to stop like I wanted it to. And the golden whiskey in my glass wasn't helping me either. I squinted my eyes at the liquid. Was it really whiskey? I didn't know. With amount of alcohol in my system already, I wasn't sure anymore.
"Miss, can I help you?" I felt a tap on my shoulder. I ignored it and closed my eyes, trying to pretend that the hard black slab under me was actually a soft pillow. You could see how drunk I was with that alone but the intruder didn't seem to know that as he kept poking at the back of my shoulder.
"What?!" I snapped, sitting up way too quickly. That didn't feel good at all. I clutched my head to ease my dizziness and prevent myself from puking on the person before me. Come to think of it, he was the one disturbing my beauty sleep. So puking on his annoying face wouldn't be such a bad idea at all.
"Miss are you okay?" He leaned down to look at me. His white skin slowly seemed to be turning brown like the tone of a sun kissed skin. His brown eyes turned green and his lips spread in a smile. "Are you turning into Avator?"
"What?!" He frowned and I did the same to clear up my blurring vision.
"You look so familiar!" I clutched his cheeks together, making his lips pout like a fish. There has got to be a way to find if he was he since this guy looked so much like him now but not quite there yet. You know the 'he' that made me hate him so damn much! I turned his head to the left to right to see if it really was him. He tried to pry my hand awayfrom his face. But I beat him to it and slapped him hard across his cheek making his face turn to the left.
"WHAT THE HELL?!!!" He screamed. His face was now more of a pink shade than brown. Like the shade of pink on a really pale skin and it was creepy how his skin could change colours! And that's when I realised what he really was. "You're a chameleon!" I giggled. "That explains why you look so u"-hiccup- "gly." I didnt know why but that made another set of giggles escape my body.
Usually laughter made you feel better but this time it just made my condition even more worse. I clutched the bar counter and bent down. My throat closed up and my body jerked up with a throaty noise like I was going to puke.
"Eww! So much for trying to help." He scurried away.
After a second of staying in that same position and making sure that I was not going to puke anymore, I straightened myself up. My head began throbbing and so I leant back on the counter only for another poke to disturb me again. This time hesitant.
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Beneath The Mask
Misterio / Suspenso'You look beautiful in that white dress. Too bad your boyfriend is not here to feast his eyes!' The message on my phone read. My head whipped up, and I looked around frantically. Sweat dripped my face even in the cold weather. He was here? 'Na ah! D...
