Samodiva

"So? What brought you here, actually? It's unusual for a big city girl to come to this area." The handsome man who is sat in front of me asks, holding the cup of hot coffee in front of him and without peeling off his gaze from me, he takes a sip.  Covering the lower part of his face, I finally notice how tired he actually is. The black intimidating eyes he has are half-covered by his heavy lids and dark circles are surrounding them. Was he even sleeping? "Oh, well. I-- To be honest, I didn't want to come, but my teacher insisted. I'm here because of my university paper." I lean back on the leather couch and rub my temples. What a headache I got. "And what's the object of your paper?" He slightly tilts his head and under the dim artificial lights his stubble pops up. He hasn't even shaved? "Well, I chose to write about the supernatural and how it affects the crime investigations." I shake my head

"Oh, come on, Veronika! You have to speak to me!" "Do I?" I arch an eyebrow while preparing breakfast before work. Nancy stands leaning on the fridge and keeps trying to talk to me, but after quite the show she did at the party, she better be glad I didn't strangle her. "How many times do I have to say sorry?" "I don't know, Nancy. Why did you have to jump on the table and shout to Christopher that I want to suck his dick?!" "I was drunk!" "I don't care!" I throw everything at the table and storm off to work. You wonder what happened? Well, two days ago we went to that gathering at Grace's and sure enough, we met some new people.  Everything seemed fine until my supposed-to-be partner showed and after an hour of excessive drinking, Nancy decided to break the ice between me and Christopher by jumping on a table and shouting that I want to do some things w

"Roni! I'm so happy that you're back home!"   "Do I have a choice? I live here, after all." I complain, walking past Nancy, who, as always, is standing at the door.   "Roni, I'm really sorry. Please, I can't stand you being mad at me. I'll do whatever you want, just talk to me!" Nancy begs me but all I can think about is how relieved I am now that I step on the ground after I take off my heels. Stupid stilettos.   "Nancy, leave me in peace, it was a long day." I sigh and crawl half-limping upstairs and to the bathroom.   "Come on, Roni! Please!" Not wanting to hear my prayers to be alone, Nancy drags herself after me.   "Nancy, I beg you. Leave me alone." I take off my clothes and fill the bathtub. Hot bath, here I come.                                ***    "

It's been now nearly three weeks since I and Nancy moved to Waterfall Bridge and I already fell into some sort of a routine.    I wake up at exactly 7:00 AM. Strange, because I'm not one of the early birds. Then my schedule continues with preparing fast breakfast and coffee, greeting Nancy a good morning after she comes back from her early jogging session, I complain how lucky she is that she will sleep through the day and I'm forced to see Christopher's annoying face, stop by Grace's for the daily portion of apology in the form of a sandwich and then go to work. And that's it. Every day.   "Good morning, Roni." The Officer greets me, then shifts his gaze to the paper bag in my hand and giggles, then goes upstairs to his office.    "Hope it'll be good." I sigh, then leave the sandwich on Christopher's desk and go to finding something engaging to do. Usually, it's reordering all the papers on my desk and playing