Monica. (When Life Takes A Wrong Turn Series #1)

Chapter 3 (pt 3) Bad Blood.

Sorry I know you all hate me for posting late but I had another electricity problem again and I couldn't charge.

Really sorry.

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Every human thinks it's impossible to glare at someone hard enough to kill them.

According to me, it was possible, all I needed was to figure out a way to make it be.

According to my plans (the plans I had for nanny) I was going to  find a way to make my eyes tear nanny in two whenever I glare at her, or find a way to make my eyeballs big enough to trap nanny there for eternity, or to melt her just by staring.

Why?

Today was the day, nanny was moving in, thereby achieving Alice's goal of 'being my friend'.

For the record I needed a way to shut my mind  or freeze people into a statue.

Why?!

Shutting my mind would make it easier for Alice's praises of 'the beauteous woman with a heart made of ruby' to escape my ears, cause heaven knew if I hear that one more time, I would lose it.

My mind seriously needed to be shut down cause it kept coming up with impeccable paraphernalia to make me insane quicker than I thought.

Last night it decided to play with me, it kept twisting me with dark threads luring and entrapping me in an enchanted circle of riddles, this might sound funny or extremely hyperbolic but it was the truth, my mind played severely with me last night knocking off the air from the atmosphere thereby trapping me without oxygen for minutes.

Luckily, before I could die, Olamide came to help, she helped me in getting a perfect distraction but left after crossing her heart of not mentioning a word of it to Alice.

Being greatly engulfed by the mesmerizing view of the flawless morning, with the sun yellow in the sky leaving patches of orange and life, making my body glitter like a diamond, leaves spiralled around me like a cyclone of which I was the eye, flowing into the beauty of the morning as they made a promise of a nearby harmattan season.

My buds in ears kept the frenzy of magnificent sensations making peace and happiness merge my heart in one, peeling off the pieces of last night's sorrow and emotional difficulty that had nearly killed me.

With Olamide's charming voice sounding like that of a perfect cherub rang through my heart as each words she said slowly entangled me from the web of darkness.

Olamide had been really dedicated to helping my heartbreaking situation, so much she came up with an idea of her recording herself saying conversational words, that idea had worked wonders, it helped me sleep last night and it chased those horrors away... waking me up from the nightmare that I was.

Getting swept off my feet at the beauty of how the cool morning breeze slowly moved sycamore leaves in slow unison that showed a perfect well practiced dance of nature, I slowly walked the step stones away from the vista, moving closer to that huge door that opened it arms ready to embrace me to my doom which I was slowly getting used to. 

Taking a deep breath from the wisps of breeze that gave my hair wings to fly up in the hair and declare their pulchritude, I opened the door.

Sighting the hallway bursting with activities as always, gossip flying in the air carrying a foul smell along, bursting sounds of laughter filled the air revealing students laughing at each other showing how much of a good mood they could force themselves to despite the bad blood that flowed through their veins corrupting their fibres, like a deadly disease slowly eating away their heart, making them capable of being terrorists.