12 About last Night(II)

JAMAL's POV

Yesterday...

My thought echoed in my head, leaving me oblivious to everything around me. I drowned in my thought as my mind kept battling against myself. I despised myself. The voices in my head wouldn't stop. My eyes snapped open no longer than a minute after I've closed them. This was my reality. I would never have a peaceful slumber when my past kept haunting me.

It was all my fault.

I trudged downstairs and joined Noah and Lucas. Lucas was gulping down a glass of alcohol while Noah had his eyes fixed on his phone. I sat with them in silence for a while. And Noah broke the silence.

"Are you okay? " Lucas and Noah stared at my face searchingly.

"I'll be okay," I said and walked into the crowd of tipsy teenagers. I knew what they were thinking but it was never going to happen. Suicide is a no for me. I didn't even deserve to die. I deserved eternal torture.

My eyes met a random girl in a plain white dress and I whispered into her ears. "Do you wanna make out?" and surprisingly she said "yes".

She led me in and out of rooms that were occupied until we finally found an empty room. We entered the room and I locked the door behind me.

I sat on the bed, she straddled me and we began to make out .

As I made out with the girl, I suddenly felt a knock on my head. I ignored it but I felt another knock on my head, followed by another and another. The girl I was making out with ran out of the room not sparing a glance.

Was God punishing me for making out?, I thought. I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer. 'Great God in heaven, please forgive me. I don't want to die, today. I thank you for all you've done for me. But please, protect me. In Jesus name, I pray, Amen." I felt another slap on my cheeks, then another, then a blow on my face which left me unconscious.

A slap on my face woke me up from my sleep. A drunk girl with messy hair towered me. Her hair was all over her face and she stared at me as if she was going to kill me.

"You," she said, pointing at me with her index finger, making me flinch.

"You tell me you love me and now you're caught red-handed. Today, I'm going to show you that I'm mad. How dare you mess with me? A whole Michaela" she said as she pounced me.

Am I already dead? Did I get married? Is this hell?

She haphazardly threw her hands, punching my chest. I tried getting up from the bed but she pushed me back down throwing little punches around my chest and stomach.

I finally enveloped her in my arms and she buried her face in my chest as her breathing steadied. She reeked of alcohol. She must be so drunk.

I tossed her to my side and my arm pillowed her head. She inched closer and brushed her lips against mine. It felt soft against mine. She back into my arms as her breathing steadied.

She was asleep and her black hair was all over my arms. I brushed the hair off her face, tucking it behind her ears. Then I realized who she was. The crazy lady that got me fired.

She had a vibrant face, which complemented her roughness. Her lips were pink and pouty. Her eyebrow split made her face unique. She inched closer, her head resting on my chest and an arm on my stomach.

I closed my eyes and I slept without my pills and had a dream.

In my dream, my mum told me to be happy. As much as I hated myself, I wanted to be happy too. Laugh without my past haunting me. And sleep without fear and anxiety battling me. Party like a rockstar sometimes. And love me like normal people in the world do.

When I opened my eyes she was gone and I tried sleeping again but I couldn't. I rummaged through the room for clues but there was none. She didn't leave a shoe as Cinderella did. She just left.

She made me lose my job, she almost destroyed my crouch and now she decided to beat me up and kissed me on the lips.

What an amazing world we live in. So.many crazy humans.

I was so pissed.

Michaela, huh?

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Present...

SKY's POV

It was 5 00 pm and Daisy and I were stuck here because of the rain. The lightning lit up the almost dark clouds followed by a thunder crack. I was so bored. Bored of admiring my pretty little fish. My hex of England. Their eyes changed colours. It was red one moment, yellow in another moment and green in another. I wondered what magic it possessed apart from its eyes. I was so bored.

I'm bored in the house and I'm in the house bored.

I got up, walked to the fridge and surprisingly it was stuffed with plenty of pineapple juice, my favourite. I took two bottles and drank them all at once until my bladder was full.

"Sky. Let's move in together. What do you think? Michael thinks it's a great idea," Daisy suggested staring at me in anticipation. My gaze shifted to Michael who avoided eye contact.

"What is going on here?" I asked staring at the two. "Did Michael suggest this?"

"Yes," Daisy nodded a reply and added, "It will be fun. Michael thinks it's a great idea too. We just need to see the Porter and then switch rooms. What do you think?" Daisy gaped at me with a questioning look.

I looked over at Michael, I grabbed his hands and dragged him into the kitchen.

"What's going on here, Michael? What are you plotting?" I glanced at him suspiciously,"I know your hiding a lot from me and I'm not prying. But why do you suddenly want me to switch rooms? And why is he your roommate? He is the boy. The one I see in my dreams"

"I have no idea. And back at home, I was a bit out of it. I'm as clueless as you. Plus, I just suggested that you switch rooms and she agreed to it," Michael shrugged as he turned to leave.

I pulled him back and asked. "Why are you changing the topic?"

"I'm not. If it's about Jamal, I'm clueless. I know nothing. Daisy heard your screams at dawn and asked if you had nightmares. I just said yes and she suggested that you two should stay. I think it's for the best. She will manage your screams since she's your friend. Your new roommates may find it annoying".

Did he just switch topic as if he didn't?

I agree to switch rooms and the two seemed excited than I was.

My phone screen lit up with Denzel's name and I quickly picked up the call.

"Why haven't you called me? You call every time you leave the house. Did you kill someone or were you arrested?" Denzel asked.

"I'm fine Denzel. I was planning on calling you soon".

"I miss you, Sky. And your explosions. Are you sure you've not killed anyone yet?"

"I was planning on killing someone but he's so cute. Is everyone okay at home?"

"Yh. Mum keeps educating me about sex. I'm already fed up and Jazz keeps talking to boys over the phone".

"I hope you're staying away from Lucy, huh?"

I heard him sigh over the phone, "Yes... and I've to go," he said and hanged up. Denzel must still be hurting.

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The rain finally stopped after we were done eating the assaulted noodles and octopus Michael ordered. The food smelt so lovely and it made my mouth water just by inhaling the aroma. It was beautifully garnished with carrots and green onion. It was so hot and perfectly spiced. And every scoop that entered my mouth left me wanting more.

Eating when hungry had its pros, the food tasted so good that it hit all my right spots. Daisy shared one pack with me. While Michael and Jamal shared the other.

Jamal was quiet throughout the meal and our eyes met a few times but I quickly averted my gaze. 'Why did he still appear in my dreams?'

When we were done with the meal, Michael offered to walk us back and Jamal followed.

The street light towered us as we strolled on the paved sidewalk. A few people walked past us. And the supermarket and stores we passed by were closed or closing.

Jamal walked quietly by my side following my pace. My eyes kept giving me away as my gaze was fixed on him. The moonlight illuminated his face and his jawline appeared prominent than ever.

Jamal walked by my side without sparing a glance. He had almost invisible strands of hair around his chin. And his eyebrows were perfectly trimmed. I looked back and realized that Michael and Daisy were way behind us. Only God knows what they are talking about.

I was startled when Jamal suddenly turned to me.

With a straight face, Jamal asked me, "do you love me?"Jamal said to me, his voice hoarse and I watched as his Adam's apple moved.

He kept his gaze on me as if expecting an

answer. My heart throbbed so fast in my chest, I thought it would explode. I mean I was caught by surprise. He was such a weird guy.

First, he called me crazy, he almost killed my fish, he threatened me, he was almost nice to me this morning and now this. Oh God, my heart.

Of course, there was no doubt that he was deliciously handsome and I imagined my fingers tracing his beautiful body. And even imagined my future wedding with him.

But still... Does he think the world revolves around him?

"Do you think the world revolves around you? Why would you even ask me that?" I stared up at his face my eyebrows creased.

"Then stop staring at me," He said shifting his gaze to the road. He looked so pissed.

At this point, I stepped out of my fantasy. I couldn't believe that jerk.

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