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'Today will be another long day' I thought to myself. I sat up on the bed.
My mind was so empty and blank.
It felt almost peaceful until the loud ringtone was heard, which would be ignored for straight next few minutes, already knowing who was calling.
'Cherry Erika' POV
That was the fifth time Jack didn't pick up.
Knowing what he would be doing, I rolled my eyes, he should be getting ready, instead of getting lost in his thoughts.
He just still couldn't get over it.
Today was the special day, the anniversary of our company, being the very first one that our father founded.
Well, he would be proud of us in heaven.
I sighed and called him again, tapping on my desk with a pen impatiently.
" Hello, Jack! "
" Are you getting ready? You know what today is, do-" I asked.
He interrupted,
''I'll be there in a half-hour''.
''Okay,'' I replied. Then I hang up.
'Jack Erika' POV
I got up and prepared for work. Got in my car and drove off to my company.
On the way, I felt sick in my stomach.
The vile was pitching up and I had to park in the middle of the drive.
The hurting is so intense and I found myself sweating. My vision was blurred. Then I couldn't even move so I couldn't reach my phone.
I could almost feel the acid boiling up in my stomach.
I was so panting.
Then I thought 'Maybe I was dead' because I could see a very beautiful angel through my car window. It was all in slow motion as I enjoyed the view at my last breaths.
She was so beautiful and I thought I might be in heaven now.
She was saying something but I couldn't hear her. Then I heard my car window crash and everything went black.
'Grace Keller' POV
Kicking off some stones out of my way, I counted my steps in my mind, with a yawn.
I started walking to the bus stand from my home.
Although the morning was chilling, I felt the pit in my stomach, unlike the other days.
It took me about ten minutes to get to the bus stop.
I just had breakfast, actually a forced breakfast by my strict mother.
I felt like puking every time, but that's the reason I choose to walk alone till I got to my destination.
I always like independence and I do my own things by myself without stepping out boundaries, making me feel comfortable and confident enough.
I just closed my eyes for a second and a car was being pulled up in front of me halting my steps, a neat and expensive-looking car to be added.
I felt a little annoyed and approached nearer as I barely the person inside the car.
I wasn't that nosy but the car was bumped into the sign flag and I felt the urge to justify the driver was okay.
I covered the reflection of light from the car window and looked inside between my palms.
There was a man.
With little struggle, I could see his chest rising and falling really fast as if he was running a marathon.
He threw his head backward.
I shouted to the car window pounding a bit.
'' Hey mister, are you ok?''
I didn't think he heard me but when his gaze fell upon me, I felt weird under his gaze, he looked shocked, unresponsive with his parted lips.
And suddenly, he knocked out.
I was so worried that I called out people to help. One man runs towards a shop and comes out with a fire extinguisher in his hands.
He broke the window and helped the person to get out. Then they called 911.
I suddenly checked my watch. 'Oh GOD!
I'm late.'
I paced my footsteps towards school. I entered my history class. My history teacher hisses a sound ''Ahem''.
He asked '' Is there any problem miss?''
''No sir," I fiddled my fingers.
" I just had a small accident, and uh-"
" Do you need a medical checkup?"
he retorted amusement lacing in his eyes.
" No, I'm okay,"
I stood still. Then he said ''Well then, take your seat''.
I took my seat far away from everyone, at the front roll. Earning teases from guys in my class, and some girls gossiped as if I wasn't there.
I couldn't blame them either, since I turned everyone down at the fear of getting betrayed.
I just didn't get close to anyone, and since the principal somehow protected me from being bullied.
But I always keep kind towards them, more like ignorant, and how I wished to move out somewhere as soon as possible.
Maybe I could start a new life??
The day had been blurred as I kept my hoodie covered up myself, sticking up with some group of girls that were really nice to me.
The day went normally and I went home with Mrs. Rony, the teacher who lives in our street, across my house.
We got a little chitchatting about the day.
I waved to my teacher as she walked ahead and I entered my house. She waved back.
I stepped inside the only place which never failed me to make me feel safe and looked for my mother.
With the delicious smell, I stalled straight to the kitchen. I rushed towards her and kissed her on the cheek. ''I'm home, Mom'' I murmured.
She placed a kiss on my forehead and said, "Tonight is spaghetti and lasagna, sweety''.
I placed another kiss on her cheek and says ''That's my mom, Mar-mary spaghetti--" I giggled calling out her nickname while hugging her from behind, and in the process, I restrained her wrists from moving.
I laughed harder when she made that butthead back at me causing me to stumble back and she tickled me.
" That. Is. Not. A. Way. To. Tease. Your. Mom. Like. That," she was tickling me mercilessly in the corner.
I knew I had lost and that's when I ran upstairs, singing, " Spaghetti!!"
Relaxed and prepared to bathe in the jacuzzi, I could still hear laughter from downstairs.
Once I was done with my bath. I prepared to do the homework.
I heard a knock at my room door and I knew it was mom. ''Dinner is ready and your father is downstairs now, sweetheart.''
I answered'' Yes, mom, ''
I went downstairs and my mother and father were waiting for me. My father said as I took my seat beside him. My mother is in front of me.
'' How's your day at school?'' my father asked.
'' It's good, dad'' I answered.
An unusual fact from our family was we
were so peaceful and we never yell at anyone.
I always rushed towards my mother and greeted her while other girls ignore and yelled at their mother that they were home.
We lived like royals and that suited me, although it was boring, I had to respect my father's rules.
Well, Mom and I were exceptions when we were alone.
The dinner was quiet as usual, said goodnight to my mom and dad, I went upstairs to my room and continued my homework. I also sent my goodnight message to my little sister who was now 5 years old. She lived with my aunt.
I fed my cat, lucifer, and crawled up to my bed. It was almost 10. I said a prayer and dozed off.
'Jack Erika' POV
I felt myself so comfortable, like a new fresh start. I opened my eyes.
I sat upon a bed, completely unfamiliar with the surrounding.
Too much to my relief, Cherry showed up with a tray loaded with a bowl. She rushed towards me as she saw me awake. She asked
''How are you feeling?''
I smiled at her and answered '' I'm okay.''
She seems to get relief and dialed her phone and made a call. She handed me the tray.
'' Hey, mom your lovely son is awake now. Yeah, he's with me. Yeah, yeah I'll take care of him. He's fine. To cancel your plane ticket and tell dad the news. Love you, mom. Bye.'' she hangs up.
I hadn't touched the soup in the bowl because I was thinking about the young girl I met. The girl I saw through my car window.
My thoughts were interrupted by a hand waving at my eyes.
''Hey!''
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