Chapter five: Coma

Beautiful…

That was the right word to describe the male figure on the bed. His raven black hair was all stylishly messy, for a brisk moment, I wondered how it would feel to run my hand into his hair. He had a prominent nose and perfect jawline.

I licked my bottom lips greedily as I gazed upon his plump ones. He was too perfect to be true. More like every girl's dream man.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. Taking a glance around the room to ensure no one was here or any hidden camera was insight. Once I had ensured that the coast was clear, I approached him on his bed.

My thoughts were insane and a bit wild but I had to satisfy my curiosity. I raised my index finger slowly down to his eyelid to do the unthinkable. I'd like to know and also see the color of his eyes.

I was so carried away by my mischievous act that I didn't realize when the door opened.

“Diana”

My eyes rounded in shock. I recognized that voice, it was Vivian's. My finger originally on Scott's eyelids rushed into his hair in a Swift motion. I squeezed my face in pain and started my fake sob.

“Scott…what happened to you? Please open your eyes and look at me..it's me Diana” My knees bent forward till I met the floor. I placed my head against his chest sobbing as hard as I could.

I didn't realize how close Vivian was to me until her hands fell on my shoulders giving it a light squeeze.

Phew!

That meant she didn't see what I was up to a while ago.

“Diana..please put yourself together dear..”

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I folded my hands under my bosom as I listened to Sophie's nonstop scolding. She should be thankful that I did my best to save their ass back there.

“You were this close to giving yourself out! Don't you know what they'll have done to you if you have been caught?!”

Inhaling deeply, I raised a leg over the other with a mocking smile.

“You're in no position to speak that way to me Mrs Reynold!.. I did as you and your dumb son had instructed! I came here and pretended to be someone else..what else did I do wrong?!” I questioned, my voice going higher with each and every word.

What else was I supposed to do after I fell flat earlier? They both know that I wasn't so good at wearing heels because I told them earlier and yet they forced me to wear it. So whatever scene I made out there had everything to do with them!

Sophie sprang up to her feet glaring hard at me, she took two threatening steps towards me with her eyes narrowed down to my face. I wasn't scared of her approach, I've dealt with more dangerous people in the past and she was just like a peanut when compared to them.

“What did you just say to me?! Have you forgotten that I can take you out just the same way that I brought you in a few hours ago?!”

The door opened revealing Jake's frustrated look. He closed the door hurriedly and approached us in fast steps.

“What is the yelling all about? I could hear every word you both said from the stairs..”

His eyes fell on his mum briefly and then to me. From the change in his expression, he must have figured out that this had something to do with me. I threw my face to the other part of the room with a smile plastered on my face.

This mother and son had no idea what they were already into. I am very difficult to get rid of, no matter how hard they try to do so..

“Well..don't you see mum? Just a few hours here and she thinks that she's the real lady of the house..Now listen to me very good-

My fist met the handle of my wooden chair. My face was void of any emotion, it was as blank as a white sheet.

“And who the hell do you both think you are to scold me? If you were so good at acting, why don't you let your daughter take this role better still, you do it?” My last words were directed at Scott.

I had a feeling that he might have had a beef with Diana when she was still alive or so. Because I've done nothing so far to warrant his hatred. Not like he holds a special place in my heart or anything.

He was good looking too but the unconscious man was way..way..way..more handsome than Jake.

I didn't even bother to check how well Jake and his mother were related to the Reynold's. Were they distant relatives? According to the numerous stories I had heard concerning the Reynold's, they were a very complicated set of individuals.

They were both surprised at my outburst. Sophie, who was obviously enraged by my words, closed the distance between us and raised her hand to hit me across my face but I was faster, my leg met her knee which she wasn't expecting.

She staggered backwards and was briskly held in time by her son. Just who the hell do they take me for?

“Mum!..are you okay?”

Jake asked his mum and when he received a nod from her, he left her side and approached me in fast steps.

His hand went around my slender neck.

“How dare you?!”

I coughed out loudly with my hands trying to pry his strong one off my neck. My eyes were on the verge of rolling backwards and just in time, Sophie pried his hands off my neck.

I drew in a sharp deep breath taking as much oxygen as I could to fill my nostrils.

“Jake!”