I can't sleep. I've rolled around. I sat on my head. Stood upside down.
I've exercised. I've stood outside. Looking at the stars but I'm still bored.
Vincent is MIA. missing in action. Patricia- I haven't seen since forever and Eric, he is missed. By me.
Enough about him though. Right?
Wrong.
I lay on his bed, thinking about the fact that I'm going to die in a month's time.
The second month passed by, meaning I have one month left.
I've been so caught up in my life here that I haven't paid thought to how mum is.
But why should I care? Right? She got me into this mess anyway.
Wrong.
I do care. And I miss her. I've been missing her for fifteen years. But not knowing how she is right now, if she's okay, makes me worry.
***
I wake up very optimistic this morning.
It only just sunk in that Eric said that he likes me. Not in so many words but he did say that he cares for me. And if he meant it in a sister way then he'd have sister or friend zoned me. But he didn't.
I throw on a blue sweater right after I've showered. I tie my hair in a messy bun then leave the room.
On my way to the kitchen I meet Vicki.
I never planned on sparing her a glance until she decided to talk to me.
"Look at her. Prancing around like she owns the place." she says, sending an ugly scowl my way.
"Excuse me?" I ask as if I hadn't heard her.
"Oh you heard me. It seems you don't listen to when I speak. I told you to leave Eric alone."
I frown at her, "As if I need to listen to anything you say." I backfire.
I do have a little fire in me now.
"Didn't she grow a mouth?" she asks sarcastically, "You like him don't you?" she eyes me skeptically.
I mean, no I don't.
"I do not." I deny a bit too quickly.
The devil smirks and shifts her weight on her left leg. The skimpy red dress she wears barely covers her ass. She looks at her nails as she speaks, "Then you really wouldn't mind me telling you that he's so good in bed." my hearts breaks, "Yeah. He needed an escape while you were getting a kidney. Of course I'm always there to save his day."
"Y-you slept with Eric?" I ask trying my best not to sound like I wish that didn't happen.
"Y-yeah. I did. Way more than once darling. You're nothing to him. So it's best you get lost." she mocks.
And just like that, my mood drops. I turn around and rush back to the room, slamming the door.
I couldn't help but bury myself under blankets and cry. Why am I crying?
I don't care.
Yes I do.
He was saving my life while fucking some other girl. I mean, I don't have a problem with him sleeping with other women. But maybe I do.
He's such a fucking asshole.
I should've never trusted him.
***
I get woken up again by the most irritating human being ever.
"Get off of me you slime ball." I try to push him off.
"Heyyyy! Who's a slime ball?" he whines laying next to me.
"Go away Vincent." I tell him.
"Who pissed in your breakfast?"
"Vicki." I mutter.
"Who?" he asks I confusion. I don't clarify who it is.
"No one." I say.
"Well it seems that I'm not wanted here so I'm leaving."
"OK. Bye." I say kind of happy since I do want to be alone.
"I'm leaving for two weeks so if you're still her by then, then I'll see you then." he says.
Only...he sounds very serious.
I raise my head and look at him, "Seriously?"
He raises his brows, "Did you not just hear me say so?"
I sit up immediately, "You can't-" I stop. Sure I don't want him to leave but it's his choice anyway. People do need some space from me anyway so I nod, "Okay Vincent. I'll see you in two weeks, if not more and if not less."
...
Yesterday when Vince told me he was leaving, my mood dimmed even further.
I was more depressed than a girl on her period. And that's a very horrible thing.
My stomach feels like it was never in pain. It feels brand new. I kind of miss the pain that my fucked up kidney caused me, it made time pass by quicker. I was less bored then.
The boredom and me being alone is driving me crazy. And I hate it.
So I do some...exercise. If I'm allowed to call it that.
I'm sitting on the ground with my legs spread far apart. In simpler words, I'm doing the splits.
I was quite at peace at that moment when suddenly it was interrupted by a thoughtless asshole who barged into the fucking room screaming, "Guess what?! Guess what?!" He lifts me up off the ground and swings me around.
"Vincent put me down!" I scream. He let's go of me and I fall to the ground with a thud.
"This is going to be so much fun." I hear him mutter.
"What is going to be fun?" I ask, standing up with a frown and rubbing my sore fucking ass.
"You will never guess what Eric decided to let you do." just hearing his name makes me furious.
But Vince sounds so excited that I couldn't help guessing. "What? Let me live?" I roll my eyes.
"No, silly." Vince gives a dry, choked chuckle, "So yesterday I told that I'm going away for two weeks. Initially Eric and I were going on some...business, but I kind of convinced him to let you tag along."
"WHAT!?" I scream, my eye balls popping out of my sockets.
"I know right?" he says getting even more excited, "We're first going to Australia for two days to meet with this other guy then we're going all the way to London for...well,business. Isn't it exciting?"
"Australia? London?" I mutter to myself, confused, "Vince, this is not exciting. I'm not going anywhere." I tell him.
His smile drops, "What? Why? After all my hard work? Come on Nik-nak?"
"How did you even convince him?" I ask.
He shrugs, "It went something like this..."
"So how'd it go?" I ask Eric.
"Can we not talk about that right now. Or her. Let's talk about this mission." he tells me, looking stressed.
I shrug thinking that I'll talk him about it later. Or maybe I'll even talk to Nikita about it.
"Fine. When do we leave for Australia?" I ask.
"I'm two days. Ben will meet us there in four days. From there we'll get info on Thomas and whatever else then we leave to London and get what we want. We'll work on the inside plan in Australia."
I nod at Eric's plan. It makes total sense. But then again, i don't know if Nik-nak will be here when I return. Or even if I'll be here when Eric returns.
So I take the fattest chance ever,"Hey bro....? You know I love you right?"
I don't even get a chance to finish when Eric puts the file in his hand down, "No Vincent. I'm not giving in to whatever you are about to propose."
He knows me so well.
"Oh come on. You don't even know what I want to say."
"But I know it's a bad idea." he tells me and searches through the papers on his table.
"Give me a chance man." he looks up at me from the files then continues searching. I take that as yes for me to continue, "So what if Nikita tags along with us?"
He literally drops everything in his hands, "Absolutely not!" he says sternly.
"Oh come on. She'll be safer with us. And you get to keep an eye on her."
"With us, she'll be in more danger and I do not want her getting hurt. So no. She stays here." he argues right back, looking a little pissed that I'm not dropping this.
"Fine. If she doesn't go, then I won't go." I finally say. It's the only way he'll allow her to go.
"You have got to be kidding me." he mutters and I smirk, knowing that I've won.
"Nope I am not." I shake my head smiling. "So what's it gonna be?"
"So yeah... Its a long story short." he finishes.
I roll my eyes at him, "Well I'm not going anywhere."
"Oh come on Nik-nak, please." he pleads. I want to give in but then I'd have to be with Eric. And I do not want to be even close to him.
"I'm sorry Vince. No." I say.
And right then and there I wanted to kill Vincent.
"Then you leave me no choice."he said and threw me over his shoulder.
"Vincent out me down this instant!" I tell him as if I'm warning him.
"Nope. We're going to Australia." he sings happily, hopping down the stairs.
"Vince. I'll have you know that this is kidnapping." I tell him.
"Darling you getting here was kidnapping, I'm taking you for a trip."
It's actually kind of an advantage. I'd be going to Australia for God's sake and London. Opportunity of a life time.
"Technically, it was my choice to come here. Now put me down."
He laughs, "Or what?" and before I could threaten him with a bluff he speaks, "We are ready to go."
"No we are not." I groan.
Vincent walks out of the house. I don't squint, all I do is grunt. And glare when I see Eric walking behind us with a scowl on his face. He looks hot.
I snap out of it and look away before he notices me staring.
I hate my life...