Aysel’s pov.
I checked the time on my phone.
3:38pm.
I really have to move fast.
I flagged down a cab and got in.
“No 24, Ashdown street.”I said.
“Alright, ma’am.”he ignited the car and started driving, slothly.
“Please, can you move a little fast?.”
“Sure. Music?”
“You have a good vibe song?”I questioned back.
“Sure. Crazy things by Tems.”he responded.
“Let’s hear that.”I said.
I whined the louvers down and stared out.
*Crazy things are happening….*the song busts in.
Right. I chuckled.
Crazy things are about to happen.
*
Writer’s narration.
Kelvin moved back inside the room with a platter.
He went to place it down before the guys.
“Enjoy.”he mocked then left.
“Are we eating that?”Ralph asked.
“I’m hungry as fuck. They couldn’t have possibly put a poison in that. They are yet to know the whereabout of the treasure so they can’t kill us yet.”Duvall carried a plate out of the and uncovered it.
“Omelette.”he moaned.
Snow sighed before grabbing a plate also.
Ralph closed his eyes and sighed.
Their uncle is the one behind their plight?
And, Aysel is part of them?
“Don’t think too much, dude. Forget about everything now. Just focus on the food. It’s unkind to die with an empty stomach.”Duvall said.
“How can you joke in this situation?”I scoffed.
“Not a joke, man. I think our time has come.”he responded.
“Stop being pessimistic, okay?. We are gonna get out of this.”Ralph said.
“I wish I could believe you.”Snow sighed, amidst munchies.
“But, damn. This omelette is pretty good. Doesn’t feel so bad to have a delicious meal as our last meal.”
“We are not gonna die!!”Ralph shouted.
“You both seem ready for death, but I’m not. I won’t let it engulf me in its ugly paws. Let’s figure out a way. I’m sure…”
“It’s better to prepare for the worst. Those men out there aren’t joking.”Duvall sighed.
Ralph pulled his hair tightly and shuts his eyes.
*
Mara’s pov.
“You should eat. Let me go get your food.”Adrian said.
I disengaged from the embrace and nodded, with my head bent.
He stood up and went to the table then came back with a tissue box.
“Here.”he proferred it to me and I collected it slowly from him.
“I’ll be back.”he said and left.
I tore out some tissue and cleaned my eyes with them.
I dropped it when it got all wet and tore another one.
I used that to clean my runny nose.
I threw that on the floor also then drop the box beside me.
I palmed my face and exhaled heavily.
I touched my head and sighed.
My head hurts so bad.
The door went ajar and Adrian walks in with a tray.
He dropped the tray beside me.
“Eat.”he said.
“I’m not hungry.”I shook my head.
“Huh?”
“I don’t feel like eating.”I pouted.
“I’ll just sleep and cry.”
He scoffed.
“Why don’t you stop being lachrymose and eat up?. I’ll feed you.”he volunteered and came to sit down on the bed.
“I’m being sincere. I don’t want to eat. I just wanna cry.”I sighed.
“You can just leave me to cry my eyes out. I don’t know but I just want to cry.”
“Alright, why not sleep instead of crying?”
“Nah. Crying would be better. It’s better to cry my pains out now. If it irritates you, you can leave.”
I raised my head up to look at him.
His look was soft.
“Okay. Cry all you want.”
I nodded before closing my eyes and letting the tears out.
He stifled a laugh and I opened my eyes.
“Why are you laughing?”I asked tearily.
“No, cry, cry, cry.”he chuckled.
“Why?”I cried out.
“Come here..”he opened his arms.
“You want to cry with me?”I moue.
“Do you want me to?”he asks.
I nodded my head.
“Okay. I will do just that.”
I moved inside his open arms and rested my head on his chest.
He engulfed his arms around me and sigh.
“When are you going to finish your crying ceremony?”he teased.
“I don’t know. I have to cry till all water in my eyes dry up.”
“Hm.”
“Since it’s a ceremony, why not sing me a sad song?”
“You will cry if I sing that.”
“But I’m already crying.”
“I don’t want you to cry.”he breathed out.
“Can you not cry anymore please?”
I lifted my head from his chest to look at him.
“Please..”he drawled.
“I will try.”I placed my head back on his chest.
“The song you sang that night, can you sing it for me?. It will really help.”
“Which night?, the night of the queen’s birthday?”
“No. The night you were sitting by the pool.”
“Uhmmmmm… I don’t remember.”
“I think it goes like this..”I hummed the tone.
“Oh, One More Time?”
“Yeah. I think that’s it.”
“Okay. You ready for it?”
“Bring it on. No, wait.”I moved away from the hug and grabbed my food.
“You can start now. Food and music goes together.”I grinned.
“I thought you said you are not hungry?”
“Hun?, me?, when?. By the way, I should fill up my stomach because I might doze off while listening to your song.”I smiled and shoved a slice of bread in my mouth.
*
Diana’s pov.
I went down to the living room and switched the TV on, hoping to continue watching the movie.
I sighed sadly when I saw it has ended.
They are now showing another one.
I guess I will have to read the book then.
I will download it later.
I went to the kitchen and tottled to the fridge.
I yanked it open and grabbed a fruit juice.
I return back to the TV and carried my bowl of popcorn.
This movie seems nice also.
My phone buzzed on the chair beside me and I peeked at the caller.
Huh?
It’s the director.
I picked up the call, delightedly.
“You’ve got something for me?”I said into the phone.
“Yes. Will you be available tomorrow?”
“Sure!”I grinned.
“Alright, I will see you.”
“Time?”
“By ten, we will start the photoshoot.”
“Okay.”I hung up and giggled.
Geeze. It’s been really long.
Ever since I got married to John, my manager – Gregory has refused to let me come to the studio. He always says he hasn’t found the right one for me.
Geez…
“You look happy, what’s the secret?”John asked while descending the stairs.
“I’m going to work tomorrow….”
He scratched his head.
“You have a job?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Of course, I’m not unemployed. Yay! Finally.”I threw a blow in the air.
*