“All right. He’s on his way to the Asylum. Says Ethan.”“Do you think they can keep him there till he gets better?”“They will.”I stay silent, processing the situation and my decision to send him to a mental asylum. I sit back and go into deep thought.“You made the right decision, Ms May. No prison would have kept him sane. Forcing him into court hearings and making him spend the rest of his life behind bars wouldn’t do him good. And I’ve talked to one doctor. A certified and well-experienced psychiatrist will examine his mind before further processing. They too have to be sure that he, in fact, is just mentally unstable or if he’s just trying to show it as a hoax.”“Angelica, even if things go sideways, I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”I stare at Ethan, trying to figure out how I ended up with him. I’ve known him for what? Half a month and I have this much affection for him? This is not me.“I guess I’ll get back to work,” I say.“All right, Ms May. I’ll let you know
I text her again, and again, and again, but I get no reply. She just wouldn’t disappear just like that. That’s not her. It has never been here. I call her one last repeatedly it went straight to voicemail.“This is not funny, Nat. Where are you? I think to myself.”I should have paid attention to her more. She did a lot for me. It’s my fault. I sit back on the couch, holding my head in my hands, frustrated with myself. Before I realize I was asleep.----I wake up to some noises from the door. I jump up and make my way quickly towards the sounds. I open up.“Nat, what the fuck! Where were you?” I hug her so tight as if I’ve seen her after a very long time.“Easy there, Angelica” She unexpectedly pushes me back. What’s gotten into you?“What?” I ask while I see her walk towards the kitchen.“Yeah? I left you a note. Didn’t you read it?”“Nat. There wasn’t any note. What do you mean you left one? I just searched the whole fucking house.”“I did, It’s right on the”.... she looks towards
I wake up the next morning, walking directly towards the bathroom, brushing my teeth. While taking a long hot bath while I try to figure out what to wear tonight. I clean myself with the most expensive soap and use the only shampoo I use for special occasions.“Angie? You awake?” Nat asks, shouting from downstairs.“Yeah, I’m in the bath right now. Be back right down in a sec,” I say.I cover myself with a towel and go into the kitchen where Nat is. As I see her, my first reaction was what the fuck’. She had made breakfast for me, as she usually does, but this was some high-quality shit. There were fruits, orange juice, eggs, and everything that can surely keep me healthy.“What is this for?” I ask.“It. Uh... A peace offering.” Nat walks towards me and holds my hands into hers.“Angie. I know yesterday I treated you like shit. It’s just I had a lot on my mind. It’s true that my Mom is not doing well, and I was there with her. I guess I’m just sorry that I treated you the way I did.”
I go back to my place and sit on the couch, taking out a bottle of wine from the kitchen. What the fuck did I just see? It can’t be. She won’t do any of this. I mean, I must be overthinking, right? This can’t be possible.I guess there was only one way to find out.I take out my phone from my pocket and search for Mrs Polinski, Nat’s mother.I dial her number, and I place the phone on my ear.The ring tones, and after a few seconds, Nat's mother picks up.“Hello?”“Mrs Polinski, Hi. How are you?”“Oh, Angelica? What a surprise! How are you, dear?”“I’m fine. You know the usual, working, coming back and working again.”“Haha, that’s how life is, my dear.”“Well, I just wanted to ask if you were okay. Nat told me you weren’t feeling that well.”I couldn’t believe what I heard next. All I could think about was the time when I first met Nat. I was feeling fucked about myself. All I was going was smoking and drinking in an alley on a bench. She took me in without having a second opinion wh
We sat, drank wine, and Gossiped about some co-workers. It was a pleasant feeling. I felt like there was a person who would listen, always. He made me forget about all the difficulties I was facing in my life. I loved it. I loved how I could be myself around him.“So. I guess we have established that all our co-workers are not as we expected them to be. But all I want to know more is about you.” Says, Jonathan.“What do you wanna know, exactly?”“Everything. You past, you present, your goals. Who knows, maybe they’ll match mine.”I laugh while I grab the glass of wine. My expression changes from sweetness to seriousness.“I.. uh.. I’m sorry if I was too forward....”“No No, it’s okay. This conversation would have come up soon eventually so.”I sign and take a big sip of my wine and put down the glass.“Let’s just say my past was not the one every child would desire. At first, it was like a game I was playing with my father. I knew nothing about my mother. I don’t know whether she’s al
I stayed the whole night in Jonathan’s arms. It was a soothing feeling. I never thought I’ll get cosy with someone. The date night went more than I thought it would go. After talking, we just sat and cuddled and slept under the sheets together. No matter how much I wanted to ignore it, Jonathan Ramsey was changing me.I wake up first, at 6 in the morning. This time I stay. I watch him lay there, sleeping peacefully. Even though he was unconscious, watching him made me feel butterflies in my stomach as if I was a 16-year-old teenage girl looking at her first crush. I forgot this feeling a long time ago.I brush my fingers on the side of his face, and Jonathan wakes up. He opens his eyes and smiles instantly after watching me being there with him.“You stayed this time,” Jonathan says.“Well, something kept me here.”“Good morning, Angelica.”“Good morning to you too, Mr Ramsey.” I chuckle.“Mr Ramsey Huh? I think hearing Jonathan coming out of your mouth seems more attractive.”“Haha,
Jonathan and I both finished our breakfast and got ready as soon as we could. He grabs his car keys and we walk out of his house, driving to the spot where I saw Nat and that guy together.I texted Nat again asking about where she was just to make sure we weren’t coincidentally on purpose, bumping into her.“Hey, you wanna go for a cup of coffee?” I text.“Raincheck? I’m going out with some of my colleagues today. I’ll be home late. Why not tomorrow?”“Hah, you know I can’t say no to caffeine. Talk to you at home.”“XOXO.”I slide my phone back into my pocket and nod at Jonathan. He speeds up his car as we reach the destination.As we park our car on the opposite side of the alley, I see that guy again talking to some other woman.“That’s him. He was the funk she was talking to.”“Huh, seems more like a dealer of some kind, to be honest.”“Yeah, but why deal with women only? There must be more to him. And Nat doesn’t do drugs. It’s highly terrible for the body, so we both forbid it.”
We drove for another hour and we reached the address. It was an old wooden house. The paint was old. There were a lot of cracks in the walls. It felt like no one used it for a while.Jonathan and glanced at each other and went towards the door to knock.“Is anyone there?”I look around, and Jonathan attempts to knock. But there was no response.“What do we do now?” I ask.“Well, there’s only one thing to do.”He picks up a stone from the garden and throws it in the window beside the door. I look at him, shocked.“That’s breaking and entering, Jonathan.”“We’ll leave a note and some money. Come on.”I had this chill running down my spine. Watching him helping me in full detective mode was actually turning me on. But right now, I had to focus and look for some clues.Jonathan unlocks the door through the window and we get in. I look around and see that most of the stuff is covered with a white plain sheet. There were a lot of spider webs...“I’ll go check if there’s someone here or not.