2 Chapter 1

<Racheal>

(4:30 am)

I have been lying on my bed for a while now and it's already 4:30 am. But, there's no sign of sleepiness in my baggy eyes. My deep sleep was disturbed by a telephone ring at around 2 am. That voice, husky and deep, like he was trying to intimidate me just by his voice.

After picking up that call, I can barely  sleep now. He has been calling me for almost a week now and when I pick up the call, he just says hello and a sentence that sounds creepy enough just to think about it. Anyways, I'm trying sleep.

(6 am)

I didn't know the last 30mins before my alarm would be so sleepy, and I can't just wake up from my cozy bed to the alarm sounds. After turning to my left and right for a while, I wake up hastily thinking about the day ahead. It's already 6:45 am and I'm supposed to be at the salon by 8:30 am. So, I pull my body away from the bed and freshen up.

Florienopolis is a city of beaches. I'm so fucking lucky to stay close to the famous Mole beach. I mean, the beach is itself famous for its tourist attractions, but the water here - it makes me feel so calm. The flowing clean water always gives me a sense of peacefulness, and boosts my energy. Ahh! Just the smell of wet sand, makes me bury myself into it. The sight always gives me silent orgasms, and unknowingly makes me fall in love everyday with those blue waters and skies.

Actually, Florienopolis is called as the "Ilha Da Magia" that is 'the magic island.' I think the name' soo perfect. This place is filled with abundant magic that has kept me tied up to this place.

I work as a hair dresser for womens at the most famous salon in the Mole Beach surroundings. I was a self-learnt hair dresser, experimenting different styles on my brother's silky smooth long hair since the age of 6. He wouldn't complain about the styles I used to give him. Infact, he loved the fact that I was getting better day by day and that his hair was treated like a valuable asset in those days. I think, it was the water here that treated his hair to be smooth.

Well , coming back to my job. My schedule starts at 8:30 am in the morning and ends at around 9 pm at night. And this schedule keeps me busy most of the day, that I don't have to think about the phone call. The salon attracts a huge crowd of tourists who would want our famous "sea beads hair" style. And I'm one of the professional hair dresser, giving that hair style to most of the customers and also training my junior assistants.

Coming back home, I watch some amazing wild life documentaries. I usually follow timetable for dinner dishes, that way I'm not very confused about what to eat everyday. After a round of clean up of the house, I'm back to my bed at around 11 pm. Just enough sleep before that call interrupts my deep sleep at around 2 am.

(2 am)

As usual, I pick up the call with sleepy eyes, and the voices makes me wide awake. Just a deep "Hello" and that creepy sentence, "I know you are a crazy bitch." What's that supposed to mean?

Yeah well I know I'm a bad bitch and why would he tell that to me like his opinion matters. By the time I ask what does he want, he cuts the call. Ughhhhh!!  I have been thinking about this call for a few days and I don't know what do I do with this caller.