𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

18 | Z A C K

I wasn't surprised when I saw Daisy sitting on the driver's seat in my car, as if waiting for my arrival. She was lazily lying on the chair with her head leaned back and her eyes closed. Her long, naked legs were crossed on the dashboard adjacently. The windows of the car were rolled down but nothing about the car had changed.

Her costume was... dispensable. She wore a dark brown long wig with bangs that had me raising a questioning eyebrow. The only costume on her body is an oversized white dress shirt. Her feet were bare and she had no pants or skirt on.

"What again?" I asked in a slightly harsh voice.

I regretted talking in that tone because she jumped and almost hit her head in shock. She actually wasn't aware of my presence. When her eyes landed on mine, I realised how sick she looked. Her eyes were red and swollen and the bad makeup was done to conceal it.

"Get in the car, you ill-mannered boy unless you want me to drive away."

The car keys are with me but I'm not about to argue with an insane girl. Do not underestimate the power of a psycho girl. I hopped in and sat on the passenger's seat. It was then I realised Daisy is still eyeing me. Something on me seems to hold her attention as her eyes seizes me from head to toe. Suddenly, she threw back her head and erupted into a hefty laughter with her eyes closed and humorously clapping her hand.

In confusion, I looked down at my outfit to check is everything is in place but nothing was wrong. I tried to think of a better reason why she was laughing like a psycho serial killer who just escaped the lunatic asylum. I looked around us but there was nothing funny to laugh about. The only conclusion was her pregnancy hormones taking over her body.

Pregnancy isn't a new topic to me. I don't know much but the little I have is enough for me to learn what's going on. Hormonal changes during pregnancy may also trigger regular mood swings, ultra-sensitivity, strong and intense feelings. The fluctuating hormone levels can have a major impact on the mood of the mother. It can change from joy to anxiety to depression within minutes. During pregnancy, a woman's body undergoes significant changes to help with the development of the baby.

When she wouldn't shut up, I snapped. It's common in women in their first trimester but the way she's laughing like a maniac pissed me off. "I have a presentation in a few minutes. Why don't you shut up and tell me what's wrong."

She banged her head on the steering wheel and remained rooted. Silence filled the car and I rolled my eyes in annoyance. She's wasting my time when I'm supposed to be with my friends at the party and enjoying myself.

"I'm out of here. You can take the car with you and do whatever the fuck you want." I wanted to test her to see what she'd do. When she refused to acknowledge my decision, I made a move to get out of the car.

"Please don't go!" Her trembling voice called and her hand gripped my arm.

There was a sad, edgy tone in her voice. There was a touch of yearning like that of a person who had been stabbed multiple times in the chest. It had a raw quality, the certainty of a person consumed by a pain that knew no limit. Something ached inside me and forcefully made me let of the door handle. The words splinter inside me with a stinging sensation.

Her eyes shifted to the side again and became glazed with a glassy layer of tears. As she blinked, they slipped from her eyelids and slid down her cheeks. My heart sank when she bit her lip tightly in effort to hide any sound that wanted to escape from her mouth.

Her fingers grasped the wig she was wearing and it almost came off. "Don't leave me for her. She doesn't..." Her lips quaked as she began, yet what followed was enveloped in quavers.