Amirah
I came out of my bathroom toweled.
“What the fuck took you so long.” he snarled while I try to exhibit the only character that has some dignity.
“What the fuck are you doing in my room? ” I screeched almost hitting a high pitch, he rolled his eyes already bored.
“I’m supposed to babysit you remember? ” my cheeks were flushed. “Get the fuck out retard.” I yelled he only shrugged slowly getting up.
“I wonder why you’re so red about the whole thing it’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before.” he snickered right at me.
“No you haven’t.” I objected, he walked up to me with a nefarious smirk. “Wanna bet.” his eyes darkened and his smirk grew wider.
“Get the fuck out.” I yelled pushing him out of my room and locking the door behind me.
I sighed taking off my the towel from my hair which was a bit dry it bounced below my shoulders.
I quickly changed to an orange and white pattern dress sleeveless that went up my knee, I put on a prep sweater that hid my hickeys and picked a pair of white slippers, I quickly put my hair in a low ponytail and swing my purse up on my shoulder. I quickly grabbed a pair of pearl earrings and the necklace Paisley gave to me, she wouldn’t take it back and it’s been a habit of me carrying everywhere I go.
It’s like my good luck charm.
Shutting the door against me I turned to face Thiago who’s gaze was focused on me.
The hell? Has he been standing here the whole time ?
I ignored his presence putting on my earrings and quickly adjusting to my necklace.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going? ” Thiago asked while I rolled my eyes.
“To the station.” I muttered, he look back at me in disbelief. “For what? ”
“I wanna turn myself in before I’m held responsible for the death of Thiago.” I scoffed while he smirked.
“as if you could kill me.” he scoffed shoving his hands down his pockets, I just ignored heading downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to eat, Thiago’s gaze follow me he’s the only one serious about watching me between both of us.
The kitchen was like a mini super market, different types of food were stashed in provision scaling from junk food to healthy.
The funny thing was ever since I got here no one in this house cooks, not even Delilah when she was around they pretty much called professional chefs to cook for them or order take out.
I wasn’t much of a cook myself but my sister was she taught me some basics before she disappeared, Avery pretty much spoiled me with takeouts, she only cooked once I couldn’t remember the dish but it was heavenly.
I brought out a pan and placed it on the gas that I turned on, I scrambled some eggs and cracked them mixing them in a bowl with a mixer and then poured a satisfying amount of olive oil before I poured the egg and watched it fry.
“What are you doing? ” Thiago asked.
“What does it look like I’m doing I’m making breakfast.” I retorted.
“You could have called one of the chefs they get paid to cook for a reason.”
“Meh, I’m a way better professional cook than them.” I stick out my tongue like a child and he smirked, it irritated me.
“What’s with your smirk? ” I asked.
“Your food is burning.”
I looked back at the pan, I searched the kitchen for a spatula but in the process my eggs got completely burnt they can’t even be classified as food.
Thiago chuckle while I dispose my failed attempt of burnt eggs.
“you know what I’ll just call one of those chefs.” There was a hotline it had a speed dial to any of the chef we wanted, I didn’t really care I just called the first number on speed dial and she quickly came and made breakfast for me and I think Thiago ate too, she left not too long ago.
My phone chimed, I picked it up to see a text from Paisley.
Hey, wanna go shopping I’m bored
Don’t you have that modelling project to prepare for?
Yeah but the editors are editing some of the films so I got a day off, me, you shopping.
“I’m going shopping.” Thiago looked away from his phone and back at me.
“No.”
“I’m going anyways.” I head out without waiting for an argument.
Paisley picked me up and Thiago followed like some sort of bodyguard, Paisley said it was fine because he was hot.
We got to the mall and Paisley ran mad with shopping we both tried and checked out some dresses.
“It’s her.” I heard some girls mummered to each other while Paisley turned the chic boutique to her own personal runway.
At first I thought they were probably amazed that Paisley who is obviously popular was shopping at their favorite chic boutique until they said.
“No it can’t be she’s dead.”
I looked back at the girls and quickly back at Paisley who was fishing for compliments.
Thiago stood outside the boutique watching me because he couldn’t be caught dead in a boutique.
They quietly walked away while I resumed to my shopping with Paisley waving off the thoughts of those girls they might have been on drugs.
Paisley paid for the clothes, she gleefully cheered picking up her shopping bags we went to meet Thiago who almost died of boredom from the whole shopping experience.
“Excuse me.” Thiago stood in front of us as the ladies from earlier waved at us.
“What do you want? ” Thiago asked.
“We couldn’t help notice but your friend looks pretty can we take some pictures.”
“Oh you want to take pictures with Paisley? ” I asked.
“No we want to take with you.” they said and it kinda seemed off.
“No pictures with the young lady now go back from where you came from.” Thiago growled at them they both looked disappointed as they both left.
“It was her, I can’t believe this her hair is way darker and longer than usual”
“stop feeding yourself with ill fantasies, it was probably a doppelganger or some ill mannered psycho who clearly underwent sugery to look like her.” one of them muttered, I could still overhear their conversation.
I was lost in thought, I’ve never seen those people in my life and somehow they know me but how and somehow I’m dead.
It’s either this was a prank, they are both on drugs or I’m delusional.