Get You

Chapter One : Get You

Wish I may ,

Wish I might,

Find my one true love tonight.

I heard the rain pelted down on the ledge of my windows. The scent of rain drifted through the stale air in the dining room. The house was silent due to the lack of human presence. The only sounds being heard were the dripping sound of milk as I combed through my bowl to fish some cereal, the 'crunch' sound I created and the loud ticking of the clock placed in front of me which read 7:00PM. I like to live my life backwards from others or should I just say I like cereals for dinner so that normal people could understand. Either way, the day only starts at 7:00PM at least in my own terms.

It's 7:30PM, the rain hasn't settled and I'm in a tub filled with bubbles that would potentially drown me with its overwhelming lavender scent . The only light in the bathroom were the scented cedar wood candles being lit and placed on the stand beside the tub I was in, accompanied with a Jazz funk music blaring through a bluetooth speaker. I allowed my fingers to run through my glossy porcelain legs and then through my body. It was euphoric. The whole bathroom setup felt as it I was in the perfect potential erotic murder scene, only I was missing a lover or should I call it a victim?

It's 8:45PM already and the rain has finally settled, I'm seated in front of my vanity table with my white robe which has a red 'A' embroidered on it. I do what girls do when they are in front of their vanity table, I powdered myself , made sure my eyes would pop with that perfectly angled eye-liner and nicely mascara coated , throwing the best shade of red for my killer lips and last but not least, get my beautiful brown curly locks done in a bun that taste sweeter than maple syrup.

Once I was done with my makeover, I stood in front of my closet trying to figure out which would be my killer look for the day. It didn't took me long for me to figure out what I would wear so I dropped my robe, exposing my naked body in the 20 degree air-conditioned room. I threw on my favourite Victoria Secret pink silky unlined bra with a matching underwear. After which, I adored how I looked through the mirror for a good 10 minutes before I slipped into my red leopard print turtle neck dress.

It's 10:00 PM, I gave myself one last spray of Dior Addict, grabbed my golden Salvatore Ferragamo clutch bag and headed out the silent apartment with my Christian Louboutin boots.

It's 11:00PM , time for hunting. I strutted down the entrance of the bar and lucky enough I caught the attention of my one and only favourite ghost. His gaze under those thin rimmed silver lens traced the leopard printed silhouette up to the stage.

The bassist plucking his strings for the last time to make sure everything is set for the main course. "3,2,1" The intro of the song started with the clarity of the bass and then, came in the sultry voice of the lady in leopard prints. I caught in you in astonishment as I delivered the sultry performance. How is it like to feel a pang of regret that you shouldn't have ghosted on a great asset? An advice for you honey, never judge a book by its cover, now it's my turn to bait.

After the performance, I walked towards the counter and ordered a refreshing drink, gin and tonic. I felt a tap on my shoulder and then, came the voice "Hey, that song you performed, it's divine. I'm sorry for being a jerk on telegram. Could I buy you this as a form of apology?"

"Divine, is a strong word to describe but thank you. I think you need to do a lot better than that, jerk." I replied with a smile as I pointed my glass with my mascara bambi eyes locked into his alluring huge eyes behind the pair of round retro glasses. He inched closer to me as he asked "So what do you suggest?" I moved closer to his face, God, I could smell his minty breadth and Hugo Boss cologne , it was bewitching. "Meet me at the Brew for lunch tomorrow at noon" I answered with the most supple tone. He smiled pleasantly with a nod "If you would excuse me , I have to go. Nevertheless, I'll catch you tomorrow and thank you for buying my drink. " I said before I took the last sip of gin and tonic and placed the emptied glass which only consisted the soaked slice of cucumber on the table. " You have to leave already?... Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow." He sounded a little disappointed that I had to leave him. Nevertheless, I threw him a smile and cat-walked out of the bar .

It's Midnight and Gotcha ya' , my favourite ghost.

To be continued...