"I was born in a rich family. My dad is a really successful businessman and my mom is a fashion designer and a famous one at that. So, I grew up with a silver spoon in my mouth. From the very beginning, I got attention. For my looks, my charm, my wealth, everything." I said confidently with a proud smile and she dissapprovingly looked at me. Oh no Ms Ambriel, the story is not yet finished. I continued.
"I guess I liked that attention because I never really got it from my own family you know ? They were and are always out. To business trips, and parties and fucking dinners and what not. I felt like I was an orphan. Hardly ever I met my parents. Maybe one in six months. They were just Gone. Brienta took care of me in that time. And she became a mother to me I never had.. I was the most popular guy in school, but still a loner somewhere. Slowly, I became a bitter and an arrogant person. The looks and status got to my head. I guess that's why I became a little "air-headed" as you call me, isn't it ?" I bitterly chuckled as she looked at me with those big beautiful eyes which earlier held a dissaproving look but now held some guilt in them. She really was an angel. I really do deserve being called egoistical and yet she feels sorry for calling me one.
"I am sorry" She slowly said and a few moments later, her hand was on my hand as she smiled at me as if she wanted to make it up with me. Her touch ignited something inside of me. A feeling that I never had experienced even while being intimate with other girls. This feeling was new to me. And it confused me. I ignored it.
"It's alright. It makes me happy that for the first time, someone has been this honest to me about myself instead of flattering or sucking it up to me" I grinned at her and she grinned back.
"So what happened next ? After the whole popularity thing" She questioned with curiosity.
"I got many friends. Lana, the queen bee of the school became my girlfriend" I said. Ambriel scrunched her nose up at the mention of Lana which I found cute.
"Everything was going normal. Then, the day of my death, it was the last class of the day. I was sitting with Bryce, my best friend in class. This nice looking girl, Charlotte tells me to come to her house and hang out with me. In other words, hook up with me. I agreed. She texted me the directions, I was going to her house. In the process, I was strangled, stabbed and murdered. And boom, here I am in this misty place 'the other side' " I finished it all up. Ambriel nodded, taking the new information in slowly and steadily. Suddenly, her eyes became wide as realization dawned upon her.
"What ?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Charlotte !" She yelled and stood up from our sitting position. I was a little confused now. What does she mean ?
"What do you mean 'Charlotte'. Yea, she was a girl who wanted to hook up with me. So what ?" I asked shaking my head.
"Charlotte, out of nowhere invites you to her house when she even doesn't know you ! Then she gives you some creepy weird directions to her house. And in the middle, you get murdered. How can we have been so ignorant ? She IS the killer !" Ambriel was now nearly shouting and jumping up and down. Which is very unlikely of her because she is the one who is always calm. But this information was definitely new and interesting. And debatable.
"But like you said, she didn't even know me. Why would she make some plan to kill me ? We didn't have anything bad between us or something" I questioned. She stopped jumping and then put her hand onto her forehead.
"Oh right, that's a pretty valid point, I am sorry. I just got a little too excited." She laughed embarrasedly and I waved it off but not before giving her an amused grin.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you. How can you speak like this ?" I curiosly asked her.
"What do you mean ?" Ambriel raised her brows.
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The Other Side
عاطفيةGaston, the most popular guy of Westside High, dies a tragic death at a young age of 18, leaving him in a place of lost souls. Not hell, not heaven- just a place in the midst of both. In this mysterious world, Gaston meets Arabella, the angel who ha...