Chapter 7 Judy Meet

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Dedicated to the most awesome reader i can ever have; my baby Pinks

Chapter 7

Judy Meet

Sometimes strangers begin to interest us even before the word has been spoken.

“It isn't safe to get her here” Gia told Eden
“I know but..” He simply shrugged his shoulders.
“What are you doing here?” Eden asked Gia ignoring Mirca’s presence. His voice sounded worried.
“Running” Gia replied concentrating sharply on something.
“From...” Eden asked scared “Yamas... Are they here? Looking for Her?” His voice panic.
“No after me. But if they know she is here, it will be... Got to rush. Be careful. I will distract them. You keep her safe.” She said and sprinted off only to pause after a short distance and said, “You two look cute together. Nice meeting you Mirca.”

“Why are they after you?” Eden asked but Gia ignored him and sprinted away from them.

Mirca smiled awkwardly knowing that she was aware of her presence, still ignored her and who were Yamas?
“Sorry Leevie” Eden muttered guiltily and Mirca feels a pinch on her neck just above her shoulders on the back and she drifts to sleep.

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“Good morning sleepy head” Darwin’s annoying voice which was no longer annoying but filled with pity for his sister woke her up along with the sweet aroma of strong coffee; caffeine Mirca is strongly addicted to the caffeine now.
“Whm.... mm..whmm” Darwin scrunches his nose “men’s perfume... Are you applying men’s perfume?” He asked Mirca.
Mirca’s head is pounding; maybe she overslept. She pulls her mobile to check the device before picking up the coffee mug that Darwin had brought for her with the imprint of initials “Big Bro” that she had gifted him on his birthday last year.
She remembers how he disliked the idea of using this mug as it was way too kiddish and now he can do anything to cheer her up.
10:00... Did she sleep that long and this killer headache?.. Her hand automatically finds its way to the crook of her neck where she feels the stinging sensation. Wasn't she bit there before her dream ended?
“Why are you wearing a men’s perfume?” Darwin asked again “you should have told me if you were exhausted with your collection.” He mocked.
Mirca could smell that familiar scent which she loved but why was it all over her.
She could always feel that scent around her bed whenever she’d wake up and today she herself smelt of the same perfume. Even Darwin could smell it...
She remembers wearing Eden’s jacket. Was the smell due to his jacket that she was wearing.
But it was only a dream’ she shrugs that thought away.
“Hey hey wait” Darwin lunges towards him earning a smack from Mirca he really gets too annoying sometimes even though it was an attempt to cheer her up.
“Have you been outside?” He asks successfully being able to reach where he wanted to go and pluck that dried twig from Mirca’s hair offering it to her.
“No.” Mirca denied easily. It's been ages she’d been out of the house after Cole’s funeral and yes if you consider the dream that she dreamt tonight..
Wait.. Wait.. The masculine scent, now this twig and the pinch on her shoulders “was it really a dream?”
The confusion blending with the severe headache is doing no good to her.
“Darwin can you pass me painkillers from the drawers please” she says pleadingly. She knew he’d object.
“No, nothing having.” He pulls her out of the covers “you are having one daily. Not today” and he pushes her to the restroom “get ready you have college.”
“College?” Mirca asks skeptically rolling her eyes.

Sometimes he is just insane. She’d cleared her university ages ago! And she is not dumb to get into his stupid trap and get all cheery again

“Won’t work Darwin” she scrunched her nose obviously irritated at her big bro’s stupid pranks.
“Yeah I have enrolled you to this degree college of designing and management and you are joining from today.” Darwin stated smirking yet avoising eye contact with her as he handed over the papers, brochures and the map of the university to Mirca.

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