39- Is it the Horror Movie?
I stumbled on my way to switch on all the lights of room at 3-45 in morning, as usual. This time however the reason is the stupid horror movie that Charlotte made me watched.
After lunch with boys, we didn't have much to do and ended up watching the horror movie 'Insidious''! I didn't afraid of movie in noon and even in evening but as sun light faded and darkness of night arrived, the scary scenes from movie started to play in my mind. I played it all cool that 'movie not bothering me' act but I knew that it's going to be pretty hard to spend this night.
So I came up with idea that any Indian would have done in this situation and that is 'The Hanuman Chalisa'! I played it on my phone keeping the voice down to calm my nerves down.
I sat in my bed in comfortable Indian style now less afraid than earlier. My thoughts have its own path to run and I don't know how I ended up comparing my life in Amsterdam and the life I had in India. A low chuckle left my mouth on the fact that wouldn't dare to pull such horrendous prank on some stranger I am asking help from. Oh God! I nearly ruined tiny tiny garden of that lady. But again just to make my prank more justifiable, I wouldn't have come across people who directly insult others without knowing the fact – mostly.
Even after listening 'The Hanuman Chalisa' I couldn't gather enough courage to leave the room and brew some coffee. There might be the ghost walking o flying over in the kitchen or anywhere outside my room. Coming to conclusion that I was not going to leave my room, I turned towards the window. A faint light was coming from the street lamps. I stared to the road more than necessary as if someone will come at this early in morning! I let myself be one of those stupid girl of horror movies who always get herself attracted towards problems.
I turned my phone's flashlight on, despite the enough source of light from the room and the street. I was just whirling in a pool of thoughts when a familiar figure made its way towards the street. As the figure came near the street lamp, it became clearer. As if sensing someone's gaze, he stopped under street lamp. The street light perfectly outlined his handsome figure. His chiselled chest was visible from his sweaty t-shirt. His hair unlike regular day was dishevelled. His breathing seemed uneven from running. He bent from his waist balancing his hands on knees. I saw him approaching the door while shaking his head on fact that I was wide awake at this hour.
I never noticed someone as intently as I outlined his features today, heck I don't examine my friends even they try new outfits seeking my opinion. I got a hold on my thoughts before he come to my room. I still believe some invisible ghosts or dark figures walking and disappearing simultaneously out there, well... except in my room!
I immediately opened the door on just one knock, welcoming very attractive model. Well not model but yeah, none other than freaking owl 'Jack the Nicholson'! I waited as he took his time to enter into the room and I steal the opportunity to study his physical appearance in full light and damn his sweaty body makes him more hot than he already is and I am never going to accept that fact! Not before him at least.
His more than necessary stare at my phone brought me out of my trance of thoughts and I realised that "The Hanuman Chalisa" was still playing on it which might have seemed an alien language to him. I paused it and threw my phone on bed. It nearly slammed into the wall but my luck was good.
I let out a breath of relief.
"What does make you awake this early in morning?"
I forgot to breathe for few seconds as I saw Mr. Secret agent started his inquiry folding his hands to his chest making his masculine body to come into light.
Why does he have to start the inquiry session?
Having no other option to escape, I took a seat on chair in corner of the room and he sat on my bed!
I just cannot reveal that I was afraid of horror movie we saw in early evening!
Definitely a NO! A Big No!
I don't afraid of the horror movie generally, in fact the Conjuring, Annabelle and other movies were just fine to me. But the fact that I have to sleep all alone in the night made it scary for me!
"Why do you exercise this early in the morning?" I counter questioned him folding my hands with little raising confidence.
"I don't take questions for question." Here goes my little confidence. His voice was very calm as if silent warning.
What should I tell him?
'I don't give answers for question!'
NO! That was very pathetic pick up line. Is it even a pick up line??
I scrunched my nose on my own thought. But sobered myself knowing he was waiting for answer.
"I..." I started to make a good believable excuse but no use!
Is it early morning or Jack's presence that my mind cannot come up with better excuse?
Thank god! My brain cells suddenly started functioning and I exclaimed with definitely not needed relief expressions.
"Ohh yeah, tomorrow is first day of office and I am nervous, yes I am nervous."
I carefully examine Jack's expressions by leaning forward on my chair. Just when I thought he actually believed my excuse he raised his eye brow as if asking for further explanation and that completely popped the bubble of my little happiness. With that I slumped back in my chair.
Why this man has habit of digging into the facts? Knowing very well, he is not going to held back, I started 'further explanation'.
"You remember the day of me being all 'I will kill Ethan' self because he made that 'lesbian scene' in front of the whole office where I am supposed to work from tomorrow."
"But that's the matter you should worry tomorrow not today. You generally get anxiety attacks on the important day and that day is tomorrow." He said it casually.
'Isn't he trying to be smarter than he actually is?'
Then again he is smart.
"Well, 'Anxiety Attack?' I don't get any 'Anxiety Attack' and Ethan made my normal interview as extravagant as he could by making the freaking CFO the interviewer and by the look of everyone in the office I am quite popular now that I certainly didn't want."
I raised my eye brows anticipating some reaction from Jack but a small almost invisible smirk made his way on his face!
"Or is it the Horror movie you watched with Charlotte?"
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15-09-2019
Well Hello to you too guys!!!
Apparently my laptop is on sick leave and I had to borrow laptop from my friend and I couldn't complete the chapter even after borrowing the laptop.
Today somehow I managed to write this chapter. I'll try to update next chapter as soon as I get chance.
Okay now, event after hiding her horror movie fear, Jack is some smart ass to find out the fact. :)
Will Jiyana come up with better excuse or explanation or not? We'll see in next chapters.
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RomansaAn Indian girl - Jiyana Agnihotri comes for the first time to Amsterdam. There, on a second day she meets three personalities - Charlotte, Ethan and Jack. Never has she ever thought about making one or more acquaintances let alone friends like those...