seeing double again.
“Taryn?” I said,
my vision blurred and seeing strange things. “Oh, my God. Have I been
poisoned? Did I die and you're here to take me to heaven? Oh, shit. Do I
even make it into heaven?”
She smiled and
only when she struggled to get back on her feet did I realize she’d been
waiting for me to help her up. I could be such a dunce sometimes.
Nonetheless, she
took my hand and led me down a narrow, dark alleyway. I should have been on my
guard, should have been a little suspicious, but I wasn’t; not at all. She stopped
in front of an old rundown building, looked at me and murmured sweet French
words that I just couldn’t make out.
“ Oui ,”
was all I could think to say regardless of what she’d said.
She nodded,
opened the door, led me up the stairs and stopped at door number fifteen.
After going through her purse which seemed to hold everything from lipstick to
hairspray to mints to some funny looking folded up ballerina slippers, she
finally pulled out a key ring with one solitary key and inserted it in the
lock.
I was fascinated
by her face, so childlike, yet so feminine and mature. It was impossible to
determine how old she was. She could be fifteen, but then again, she could be
twenty-two.
“ Voila ,”
she said.
And that voice;
sultry yet innocent, and confident, but with a touch of hesitation.
I looked inside
the apartment. Where did she bring me and why? She could be another crazy
assed bitch like magenta girl, or… At this point I figured I had nothing to
lose. It was either crash at this beautiful girl’s place or sleep off whatever
I’d ingested on the street.
Walking in, I
was struck with the delicate scent of feminine perfume and felt instantly at
ease. I glanced up at her when she pushed the door to her bedroom open and knew
I was in good hands.
Comforted simply
by the scent of a perfume and angelic eyes? Well, in my inebriated state, yes.
And with that thought, I fell flat onto the bed, drifted off and slept like a
rock.
Chapter 1
T hough my eyes were closed, I was aware of the
bright sun that poured into the room and turned away from the source and
managed to nod off again. My sleep was invaded with images of that angel. She
floated into my room, nudged up beside me and warmed me with her body before
getting to her feet to dance in a sweet and seductive way.
Her body swayed
and I knew it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Of course she did
have a strange taste in music. It wasn’t anything raunchy or sexy. In fact,
it was a silly and childish song.
Was that
patty-cake, or hickory dickory or… knick knack patty wack? Shit! My phone! I
bolted upright and looked at the bedside table where my phone sat blaring the
silly song, but by the time I reached for it, it fell silent. I frowned at it
for a moment. Was it mocking me? The last time I’d desperately needed it, it
was blank and useless.
“Well, well,
well,” Taryn said as she came to the doorway and looked down at me. “It’s
about time you open those eyes of yours.”
I tried to say
something to her, but my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth and all I
managed was a pain-filled groan.
“I knew you were
too young to come out here,” she said.
I glared at her
and turned to put my feet to the floor, but immediately regretted the sudden
move. My head continued to turn for a few seconds still.
“You do realize
that it’s Tuesday, don’t you?”
My eyes widened
in surprise and I wondered if she wasn’t pulling my leg. I’ve been knocked out
for two days?
“Yes, Tuesday.
If you didn’t wake up within the next hour I was going to take you to the
hospital. The only thing that kept me from bringing you there to begin with
was Errol. He was convinced you’d sleep off whatever it is that you need to
sleep off.”
“Where…?” I
managed to choke out.
She disappeared
into the apartment for a few
“Taryn?” I said,
my vision blurred and seeing strange things. “Oh, my God. Have I been
poisoned? Did I die and you're here to take me to heaven? Oh, shit. Do I
even make it into heaven?”
She smiled and
only when she struggled to get back on her feet did I realize she’d been
waiting for me to help her up. I could be such a dunce sometimes.
Nonetheless, she
took my hand and led me down a narrow, dark alleyway. I should have been on my
guard, should have been a little suspicious, but I wasn’t; not at all. She stopped
in front of an old rundown building, looked at me and murmured sweet French
words that I just couldn’t make out.
“ Oui ,”
was all I could think to say regardless of what she’d said.
She nodded,
opened the door, led me up the stairs and stopped at door number fifteen.
After going through her purse which seemed to hold everything from lipstick to
hairspray to mints to some funny looking folded up ballerina slippers, she
finally pulled out a key ring with one solitary key and inserted it in the
lock.
I was fascinated
by her face, so childlike, yet so feminine and mature. It was impossible to
determine how old she was. She could be fifteen, but then again, she could be
twenty-two.
“ Voila ,”
she said.
And that voice;
sultry yet innocent, and confident, but with a touch of hesitation.
I looked inside
the apartment. Where did she bring me and why? She could be another crazy
assed bitch like magenta girl, or… At this point I figured I had nothing to
lose. It was either crash at this beautiful girl’s place or sleep off whatever
I’d ingested on the street.
Walking in, I
was struck with the delicate scent of feminine perfume and felt instantly at
ease. I glanced up at her when she pushed the door to her bedroom open and knew
I was in good hands.
Comforted simply
by the scent of a perfume and angelic eyes? Well, in my inebriated state, yes.
And with that thought, I fell flat onto the bed, drifted off and slept like a
rock.
Chapter 1
T hough my eyes were closed, I was aware of the
bright sun that poured into the room and turned away from the source and
managed to nod off again. My sleep was invaded with images of that angel. She
floated into my room, nudged up beside me and warmed me with her body before
getting to her feet to dance in a sweet and seductive way.
Her body swayed
and I knew it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Of course she did
have a strange taste in music. It wasn’t anything raunchy or sexy. In fact,
it was a silly and childish song.
Was that
patty-cake, or hickory dickory or… knick knack patty wack? Shit! My phone! I
bolted upright and looked at the bedside table where my phone sat blaring the
silly song, but by the time I reached for it, it fell silent. I frowned at it
for a moment. Was it mocking me? The last time I’d desperately needed it, it
was blank and useless.
“Well, well,
well,” Taryn said as she came to the doorway and looked down at me. “It’s
about time you open those eyes of yours.”
I tried to say
something to her, but my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth and all I
managed was a pain-filled groan.
“I knew you were
too young to come out here,” she said.
I glared at her
and turned to put my feet to the floor, but immediately regretted the sudden
move. My head continued to turn for a few seconds still.
“You do realize
that it’s Tuesday, don’t you?”
My eyes widened
in surprise and I wondered if she wasn’t pulling my leg. I’ve been knocked out
for two days?
“Yes, Tuesday.
If you didn’t wake up within the next hour I was going to take you to the
hospital. The only thing that kept me from bringing you there to begin with
was Errol. He was convinced you’d sleep off whatever it is that you need to
sleep off.”
“Where…?” I
managed to choke out.
She disappeared
into the apartment for a few
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