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2 months fast forward.
"Oye lazy ass get out of the bed this instant" a super squeaky girlie voice squeaked and I buried my head deeper into the pillow snuggling more comfortably into my fluffy white duvet.
Ahh how I loved my softy softy silky duvet...what would I do without you duvet?
"GET UP" the voice shouted again and a groan escaped my mouth and I clutched my favourite yellow teddy closer to me wrapping myself up in a cocoon of myself, duvet, teddy and pillows.
"Get out of my room" I mumbled trying to shoo Kate away. "Its my day off."
"You promised" she screamed accusingly and my ears pricked up
Holy lord what had I promised?
I lifted my head a little and squinted as the bright light hit my eyes and I found Kate on my bed almost straddling me for she had her knees on both side of my hip.
Oh and did I mention that she looks furious?
"What promise?" I croaked out.
"You, Victoria Johnson, had promised that you'll come shopping with me" she said in a menacingly slow whisper and I groaned falling back on my pillow. Hello? dude when the fuck did I make such a ridiculous promise?
"Now get your lazy bum out of the bed before I loose my patience and pour a bucket of icy cold water on you" she threatened.
"When on earth did I ever make such a promise? ".
"Oh sweetie being a shrink has taken a toll on your memory card" she said fake sweetly and I frowned.
"What?"
"You remember you missed my birthday party last month?" She said and my short term memory loss recovered because of the jerking that she gave me, nearly rattling my brains.
Hell I had dragged myself into this self made trouble all because of Malik and his hallucinations.
But hey I got a chance to see his house didnt I? And lord be praised his room itself is the size of my entire fucking apartment veranda, hall, kitchen, bedrooms and bathrooms combined. Ok maybe that was a bit exaggerated but still.
Malik had been throwing up a lot for no apparent reason and his old bonzo of a house doctor couldn't figure anything out but then recently he has been claiming to see his dead wife here and there in the house which freaked out the servants and his old house keeper. So they decided to ruin my sunday (basically saveing me from Kate and her oh so girlish girl gang and oh so cool dude boy gang) and give me a house call at 10 o clock so I had to leave Kate's party and rush to his home in one of Kate's so called party dress and lots of make up (which had been forced on me) looking more like a prostitute on call than a doctor.
When they rushed me to his room I found him sitting there like a zombie on his giant sized bed looking more lost and sick than ever.
He had an entire army of servants maids, butler, cook, driver everyone standing in a attentive semicircle infront of his bed each holding either a glass of water or some medicine or something else like as if they were attending to a prince. Besides them stood a very worried Harry Styles and a poker faced guy who seemed familiar but, well I couldn't really remember.
I soon figured out that Zayn had seen the bloodied figure of his deceased wife somewhere in the hallway yesterday but everyone had thought it was a dream but then again when he saw the same thing again today they decided to call me.
Plus he was weaker and frailer and looked... lifeless.
I suggested some medicine and they probably worked becuse thankfully enough that was the last I heard from him for an entire month.
Absentmindedly I walked towards my bathroom for a shower and took extra long time to shower and neatly comb my hair, just for pissing Kate of and for having my revenge for waking me up this early in the morning. Oh I even made the effort to straighten my hair and put it into a voluminous ponytail before doing a mix and match for my dress.
Which felt wierd and unlike me because I usually grab the nearest outfit that is lying in my wardrobe and wear without even checking if they match or not. So the fact that I was trying to choose a proper wear frustrated me out.
Apparently I broke my own record for slowest dressing (which was say like 16.07 minutes) and by the end of an hour I had only pulled out the top that I wanted to wear. Which was a full sleeved light brown one with a cute looking pink and white teddy in the front , it was old and a bit frayed. I gazed at it for some time realizing it wasn't one of mine but that of Cynthia's.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Kate said poking her into my bedroom startling me.
"Huh? I cant decide what to wear" I said.
"Ever since whe did you start bothering about what to wear?" She said and surprisingly the truth irritated me.
"Fuck off and let me choose" I scowled and Kate rolled her eyes, she was probably used to my stupid mood swings by now.
"Whatever make it fast" she said before slamming shut my door.
Hastily I pulled out a pair off creme off white colored shorts which were a bit too short but then agian I was feeling rebelious today so I decided to wear it.
While wearing it I realised I had bought almost an year and a half ago but today was the first time I'm actualy wearing it since the price tag is still hanging from a loop in the pant.
Hell knows what took over me but I even applied some mascara and clear gloss and rushed out of my room with my purse and phone.
I found Kate sitting there chewing some fish crackers and looking absolutely piss bored but the moment I entered she started choking and I rolled my eyes before going and hitting her on the back harshly so that whatever she had chocked on would come out.
" fucking hell you look so amazing" she said after recovering making me smirk in return.
"Thanks choker" I said unfeelingly before grabbing a few crackers myself and pulling her out of the house.
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A / N
Hello,
Ok so let me 'fess up... I'm totally clueles about how to procede with this goddamned story so anyone willing to help and save me please dm me I promise read your story and do a bit of promotion for it and incase you haven't started to write one... oh well maybe we can collab. But I desperately need help.
SOS.
Love
Anushka xx
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Mistério / Suspense"I stared at her lifeless body lying on the bed. She looked so peaceful... Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was... in a... deep sleep. As I stared at her face my world went into a spinning mode and... everything around me became a blur...
