BRIA
It had been two days since my sweet 20th birthday and that awful night. I somehow was able to melt Benji's anger and made him stop with his silent treatment. Who could resist my charm! Well... I may or may not fell on my knees begging Benji to forgive me while crying my eyes out, shouting like someone was beating me with iron rods and refusing to leave his legs until he forgave me. And did I mentioned that all this drama happened in the centre of our café that too during the rush hours when it was packed with people? No? well, now you know it.
I didn't get much time to dwell on that threat because of my routine. Like every day I left the house in the evening for my run to the park. I completed 3 rounds as usual and sat there watching the sunset. I head back to the home enjoying the cool breeze against my warm and sweaty skin.
I was midway when I smelled the most addicting smell and that was hotdogs. My mouth watered at its site. The juicy meat and sauces made my heart melt with lust. I hopped towards the food truck ogling at that deliciousness. The vendor looked up at me when he saw me drooling over the food.
"good evening! Which one do you want to try? We have different options." He smiled at me showing their menu.
His voice snapped me out of my lust adventure. My cheeks reddened in embarrassment as I started fidgeting with my fingers.
"umm... so?" he asked me lifting his one brow expectantly.
"actually- I – umm... I don't have money with me right now" I blurted out pathetically and groaned internally at my stupidity. I could have given him any excuse like I don't like hotdogs or they were not hygienic or anything rather than embarrassing myself. But no! Ugh!
He looked at me like I was out of my mind but then he said with a forced smile "umm.. sorry but" I cut him before he thought that I was some charity case or homeless weak girl which I was sure could be the conclusion looking at my current form.
"no. no. it's alright. I – I was just checking out your food truck. Food trucks are really a great option for the startup. I mean here you are your own boss. And damn... everyone loves you because of your food. And.. i- I – ok bye" I squeaked in the end when my rambling became irrational adding my embarrassment and ran towards my house before my prestige got to mix with the dirt on the road.
I breathed a sigh and straightened myself as I neared the house. We didn't have any neighbours as the property was pretty isolated and little on the border of the neighbouring city and our town. Sometimes I considered it as a bad thing when it came to the security of kids. But most of the times it was a great thing that we didn't have to deal with nosy and complaining neighbours. Benji told me that my parents wanted a home away from the chaos of the busy world and when they saw this place and its beauty they instantly fell in love with it. Their choice was indeed the best!
I unlocked the front door and entered the house welcoming its warmth. I closed the door behind me and headed to the living room.
" Hey fatty! You have got some parcel" Liam called from the couch where he was sprawled over it like a blanket with a bowl of chips on his stomach and was watching some action movie on the TV.
"shut up you, elephant and stop stuffing food twice the size of your body. It may get explode with methane releasing in the air and hiking the rate of global warming." I hit his head with a small pillow and smirked when other kids in the room laughed their ass off. He threw daggers at me with his angry stare but then rolled his eyes focusing on eating and the movie.
There was a black box on the coffee table with a note. I picked it up and examined it for any name of the sender or anything. But there was only a small message typed that said
YOU ARE READING
THE TOXIC DEAL
Mystery / Thriller' I hope that you liked this little gift for your Twentieth birthday. I also hope that you have already felt that feeling which wrapped around your heart like a vice. Fear. I like that. And that fear has a form and shape and that's ME. Your worst ni...
