Chapter 3-What the f*ck skittles!

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Wake up!

Thud!

Once again I woke up on my floor, I swear to god one day my butt is gonna swell up and look like Kim Kardashian's fake ass. This time I knew it was surely because of someone.

"Payback bitch, now get up before we get late" she chirped bouncing on the way out of my room.

I got up and dragged myself towards my bathroom to do my regular routine which includes brushing my teeth, pooping(tmi but everybody does that), and of course shower.

After getting a shower I went to my adjoining room which was our closet room, picked an outfit for today which was quite simple, black plain t-shirt with light blue jeans, and black boots. I sat in front of my vanity which has this huge ass mirror with bulbs, just like those they show on Pinterest. I put on a coat of my favorite mascara and applied some lip balm, then I french braided my hair and I was ready to go.

I went downstairs to our kitchen to see Roni making waffles for us.

I gasped, "Am I dreaming?"

"No you're not, shut up and eat we need to leave in 10" she deadpanned.

I laughed at her and started munching on my waffles.

"When does Martha gonna come back?" I inquired.

Martha is our housemaid. She must be in her late forties but has to work for her herself as her kid threw her out of her own house. We found her on the side of the road begging for food, when I reached out to give some food I noticed she looked very sick, we took her to my cabin checked her, she had malaria so I gave her medicine and Roni offered our place to stay till she gets better which I was very skeptical of as I have trust issues, but Roni assured me she is a nice lady and its just about a night or two.

Few days went by and she started to look better. She thanked us for our generosity and said she'll find some other place to stay. I felt sorry for her so I offered her the job and she gladly accepted it. She has been working for us since then, she became like a family we never had. Roni actually sent her on a 20 days cruise for a vacation as a gift, which she denied initially but we forced her to go and have some fun.

"She is supposed to be back by Thursday, last I talked to her she sounded like she was having a great time."

"That's great I'll tell her about our plan when she comes back, "I replied.

"Yeah," she replied while finishing her waffles.

After 10 minutes we were out of the door towards the garage to get our vehicles out.

My Hospital wasn't that far from our house, I reached the hospital in 15 minutes and headed straight to my cabin.

"BOOO"

"AHHHHH" I screamed at top of my lungs as I turned and punched the person straight on their nose.

"What the fuck skittle!" Riley shrieked.

The first day Riley met me I just had finished my 24 hours working shift and I was so damn hungry I went through all my drawers and cupboards to find something to eat and the first thing I found in my cabinet were skittle which I devour like a hungry walrus, and at that exact moment Riley walked on me. The first word that came out of his mouth was skittles, since then he calls me skittles.

My eyes widened as I saw Riley holding his nose trying to stop the blood that was oozing out of his nose.

"OH, MY GOD! I'm so sorry Ry it was just my reflex, you know how I depend on my reflex at times like this. When are you gonna stop doing this, one day I might even break your freaking nose!" I babbled as I tried to nurse his nose.

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