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Chapter 6

6|Carmen (2)

"You have a courier mam."

I was astonished by the appearance of his mysterious little girl. She was cute but in a scary way. I tried to be calm and asked.

"From?"

"A Man just told me to give this bouquet at this address. "

"Are you sure it's for me?"

"It's for Miss Carmen."

I am not her. I just didn't know how to react now. My name is Abrianna freaking Ray Abellson. Its not fucking Carmen.

"Here is no one named Carmen so..."

"I am sorry miss but just take it."

The girl handed me the bouquet and ran away.

Seriously!.

What am I suppose to do now? Pretend to be someone I am not. Accept gifts that are not meant for me.

There was a note stuffed in the bouquet.

"Dear Carmen.

I won't let you go away from me. I won't make the mistake I made five hundred years ago."

What the! Five hundred years ago. Might me some prank by those downstair's fucking teenagers.

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"You have to come. It's just the three of us."Mai shouted from the other end of the phone.

"I can--"

"What the hell is your problem? Do you have a crush on Carl or something?"

"God no.. He is your boyfriend."

"Then come or else I will think you have a thing for my boyfriend Carlton."

I heard Carlton shouting from the other side,"You really are annoying, you know."

The call ended. I wanted to spend my sunday night watching Modern family, guess I have to go and watch Mai and Carl family.

I changed into my jeans and went to their house which was just across mine.

She opened the door with a huge smile on her face.

"You came, my god Abri. You came."

"I didn't have any choice and Stop being dramatic." I said rolling my eyes. She made a gesture to let me in.

"What's up?"

Carlton, who was lying down on the couch greeted raising his arms.

"Nothing much."

I answered and took my seat on the sofa.

"So... Did you sleep last night?"

"Kind of..."

Carlton interrupted sitting up.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Insomnia."

I answered. He nodded, suddenly a question began to take root in my mind.

"Do you know anyone named Carmen? Who lives in our residence?"

"Why?"

"I don't know. I am recieving all sort of courier and bouquet that are actually meant for her but it keeps on coming at my address, no matter how many time I have said that there has been a misunderstanding."

"What have you recieved?"

"Few letters, A ring and a bouquet."

"You sure you haven't gone to a date recently."

"I haven't dated anyone since. forever."

"I know that."

"Complicated, I guess.”,Carlton once again said poking his nose in our conversation.

"You know anyone named Carmen?"

I asked hopefully.

"Nope but I can ask."

"Yeah that will be great."

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I opened the door and entered inside. Switching on the lights I dropped myself to the bed. I felt exhausted and tired. I tired to fight away my sleep but I was defeated.

Fire,

I hear people screaming and suffering. Blood everywhere. It was enough to turn a ocean red.

I stood in between all the suffering, children wailing for their mothers. Women wailing and afraid of the terrible sight of their wounded husbands. I was wearing  a wedding dress which hardly exhibited its elegance.  It was tattered and had blood smeared over it. My hands were painted with blood.

A lady came and grabbed my arm, I looked at her, my heart filled with horror. She shaked me vigorously.

"Run! They are here for you."

I looked towards her trying to understand the current situation.

"Carmen! Run! They are here for you. Don't you understand."

With each words, Blood drained out of her mouth. I was perplexed and terrified at the same time.

I opened my eyes, gasping. I sat up. Without wasting anymore time, I went straight to the kitchen to prepare some coffee.

The lady in my dream called me Carmen. Why? Who is this Carmen girl and What's my business with her?

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