Chapter 2

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The next morning, Eve woke up with stomach pain. She had not eaten the other night. She rolled out of her bed and went into the bathroom. Her room was not really big but she had enough space cos she had less stuffs. It was painted sky blue with white furniture. Eve walked out of her room and went to the kitchen. She made a sandwich and hot chocolate for herself.

Few minutes later, her best friend Amy walked into the kitchen. She had a swollen face and looked drunk. Eve got on her feet immediately and hurried towards Amy.

"Are you okay?,oh my goodness..what happened to your face?who did this to you? Talk to me Amy" Eve asked looking worried and concerned.

"Am fine. Seriously" Amy replied nonchalantly

"Are you kidding me? I am no fool. Did you get into a fight? Did someone hit you?"

Eve continued with her questions still holding Amy's hand.

"Eve just stop, stop with the questions, you're freaking me out. I don't want to talk about it" Amy said and began to walk towards her room

"That son of a gun did that to you?" Eve felt the rage in her rising as Amy looked back at her looking hurt. She ignored Eve and kept walking.

"Is this how you wanna live your life? Be beaten up by a useless man who has no future? I am your best friend, I know this is not what you want..this is..."

"Eve can you just shut the f**k up. My boyfriend as a future and he is not useless. At least I am better than you. You date your imagination. I date reality. So f**k off" Amy yelled at Eve angrily.

"Well,this is sure a pleasant way to start a day. And actually, my imagination happens to be my boss so it better I get dressed and leave" Eve said feeling hurt and angry

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