Chapter 7
Daniella tossed and felt unfamiliar scent in her bed.
"What?"
She jumped up, her mind clear and started to look at her surrounding but a mild headache struck her through the face, she groaned and went back to sleep.
The headache couldn't allow her to even lift her face or her head.
Someone came into the room, lifted her head up and placed it on the pillow.
She tried touching the hand and uttering some words but her voice was hoarse and words could not come out of their source.
She gave up and closed her eyes.
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After one hour,
"Daniella I love you, I know it's too early to say this but I feel something about you," the figure posed and looked at Daniella. " you are beautiful, your blue orbs gives me this feeling of wanting to come in, they are inviting me, but why don't you allow your soul too, why do you need to hurt yourself over and over again?" Daniella moves back and a hand pushes her forward, looking back it was her beautiful reflectionn.
" Daniella!" Her reflection shouts,
"Daniella, it's either her or me, " retorts a masculine voice, " we have come from far baby, you know how i make you feel," Daniella looks at both figures who are trying to pull her hands, each one wanting her for themselves.
"Sweet, sweet Daniella," whispers her reflection in her ears, she tries to move but the two people are still struggling to see who will win, "who are you going to chose? Or should I help you choose?" She chuckles.
"I need to see your faces first, I don't know who you guys are!" She shouts, "you know both of us, we all love you, but I love you more." Comes the masculine voice.
"Daniella, Daniella" she jumps up from her sleep, sweat soaked in her body.
She is shaking......
Her head is pounding a little bit.
Her sight is a little bit of blurry and she can't see clearly who is before her.
All she can see is someone wearing a blue clothe with white rubber shoes.
"Ughhhh,' she groans.
She held her head in her hands and closes her eyes.
"Here, take this they will calm your headache." She hears the same voice again. She is scared to open her eyes, and she fears of where she is, but the headache is tryng to pound a little bit harder and there is free tablet for her she has no otherwise. She flicks her eyelids but then closes them again, stretching her hands the medicine is placed on her right hand while the left hand is forced to hold a glass of ice cold water.
She throws the tablets in her mouth and takes to gulps of water and the freely go down her throat.
"You need to lie down for a while,"
She feels relieved and now opens her eyes wide and looks at the person talking to her,
"w.....who.... Wait....." She yanks off the sheets but then realizes that she s naked and pulls them back to her body.
She becomes shaken,
"This is not my room," she fidgets and looks at the figure before her. This is not Marie.
"Where am I?" She asks in a low voice, keeping her head below.
Ann who was mesmerized with her behavior just stood there wondering why hadn't Davids told her that she was this funny when caught off guard.
"Uuuhm ma'am, you are in a safer place."
"Can you please hand me my clothes?" She asked Ann.
Ann placed her clothes next to the drawer and stood back still looking at her,
" who brought me here?"
"If she wakes up when am gone, don't tell her I brought her here, just tell her a friend." She remembers David's word before she left in the house that morning.
"A friend ma'am," she uttered awkwardly.
"A friend?"
Which friend will bring me to their house.
Clara has never taken me to there home which is 100km from school. She stays with her aunty who is strict about visitors.
Naomi, invited her to their home last summer to accompany their parents to camping but it later bounced, same this this room is not hers.
Clere had a fancy pink room not a white walled room like this with white sheets.
Stella, this will never be her room, she shares her room with her book warm sister. Their room is always decorated with marble shelves containing large amount of books.
"Which friend?" She was now frustrated and was on the verge of breaking her anger on Ann who was just starting at her.
Ann being good with reading people noticed it and handed her the note that David's had left on the bedside lamp.
Sorry for bring you home,
This was the only place I could think off,
Am just a friend don't Panic.
Ann will take care of you
Bye.
Friend.
The more she went over the letter again and again the more she got confused.
"Who is this friend?" She asked herself, turning the note over, trying to look at the handwriting, but she couldn't figure it.
"Ann!Ann!"
David's mother called for Ann, who was now getting in Daniella's room with a tray of food.
Daniella could clearly hear her voice, she become tensed and jumped from bed clothes ready in her skin,
"Just be calm, she won't mind you." Ann calmed her down.
"Well, well, who do we have here Ann?" Asked David's mum who had now welcomed herself to the room.
Ann cleared her throat and look at her then winked at her and she just smiled understanding Ann's language.
She moved closer to Daniella and gave her a cheerful look.
"What's your name darling?" She asked her while taking a comfy seat on the edge of the bed.
"Dan.....Daniella," she murmured.
"Nice to meet you Daniella, I am Mrs.Black." she held her hand out and gave it to Daniella who shook it.
She made it to the door and winked for Ann to follow her.
"What a nice mother?" She thought.
She sat there playing with her food wondering how the mother can be so comforting and nice.she welcomed her even when she doesn't know her. Maybe they believe in their child to an extent to allow him or her to bring a girl into their house.
She stood up and walked into the direction of the washroom.
The first thing she came across was her face in the mirror.
"Sweet, sweet Daniella, stop being comfy, you know very well she is not your mother!" Came the voice of her reflection.
"Can you just for once give me a break please," she begged her reflection.
"See who is crying now"
Tears dropped from her eyes and she caught them before they fell. She held them up in front of the mirror and showed her reflection.
"Is this how am always supposed to be. Agree into each beck and call, cry in secret, laugh in public, like nothing is happening?" She asked her reflection.
She jas never understood why she will always feel her reflection smoking at her every minute, every second when she want to be happy, to just smile a genuine smile, it never happens, instead her reflection will come on between and make matters worse for her.
She held her head up and gave the mirror a look.
"Daniella, you of all the people know who you are, stop crying, and shading your fake tears, go into that bathroom, wash that beautiful dirt of sleep off you, wear your clothes and put a smile to the world.you are supposed to be smiling!" Came the voice of her reflection.
"You are supposed to be smiling, don't show me that ugly crying face," that is how her mum had pinned her when they were posing for the cameras during her fashion show case.
She held her weak body up, but the shoulders kept on dropping. She got into the bathroom and did the 1,2,3.....…..
She went back, put back her clothes, and then,
"Oooh nooo, I was supposed to be in school, what the fuck?" She shouted gathering her back bag that was placed In the chair. She rushed out of the house and went to find both Mr and Mrs. Black at the table talking. She did not even give them a glare, she just jumped to the door and headed down the road to catch a taxi.
"Crawford, Crawford!" The taxi man was shocked by her behaviour and wondered what makes her so frantic like that,
He stopped the vehicle and looked at her,
"Crawford with a crow O or the one with an A?" He asked Daniella who was now busy typing on her phone,
"For fucks sake, Crawford high, are you deaf?" She shouted at him and went back to furiously check on her phone.
The taxi man rolled his eyes and ignited the engine.
"Fuckkkkk..…."
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