I woke up upon hearing successive multiple knocks on my bedroom door.
I sat on my bed for a while, adjusting my hazy vision while blinking few times.
I cupped my forehead and slowly massaged it. It was still throbbing with pain.
“Wait up. Coming,” I grunted and wore my silky night robe.
I reached for the door knob and opened it. It revealed my butler holding my favorite breakfast, bacon and egg with rice and a café latte.
“I’m sorry to bother you, my lady, but someone called earlier on the telephone saying it was very important,” he explained, “She says, she needs to talk to you as soon as possible. ”
Maybe, it’s about the company.
“Alright, did you ask for her name?” I replied while I tilted my head sideward, continuing to massage my head lightly.
“Yes, I did. Her name is—you seems to be in pain, my lady. Do you perhaps have headache?” he stopped abruptly and looked at me with full of concern. “Shall I bring you a medicine?”
I nodded looking grateful. “Thank you, Butler Wong,” I replied.
I tousled my hair as I looked for my personal phone.
Today is Friday, and I have class so I also need to call them that I will be absent due to severe headache.
I dialed the office of our department dean’s number and asked permission to be absent today.
It was right on time when my butler arrived as I ended the call.
“My lady, here is your medicine,” he gave me the tablet for my headache and a glass of cold water. “Please eat first before taking it. It will be bad for you to drink your medicine in an empty stomach.”
I ate a mouthful spoons of my breakfast and drank the remaining coffee from my cup.
“Thanks Butler Wong. By the way, who was the caller again?” I asked while taking my meds.
“Her name was Patricia Ambers, my lady,” he replied monotonously.
My right hand holding the glass of water was suspended in the air as I was about to drink.
“What did you say?” I put the glass of water down and crossed my arms.
“Her name was Patricia Ambers,” he repeated.
“What does she want?” I creased my brows as I looked at him.
“She did not further elaborate her concern, but she persisted that she only wants to talk to you and I should deliver the phone to you, my lady. So I thought maybe it was an emergency, and informed you directly,” he explained thoroughly, “She will call again later.”
“Okay, just inform me later if she called again. I need to rest, you may go now,” I said and dismissed him.
“Yes, my lady. You need to rest,” he agreed, “Rest well. I shall take my leave.”
He courteously bowed in reply and excused himself.
I ran my fingers through my hair and slammed my body on the bed.
What does she want now?
I don’t have any slightest idea on what she is planning, but I hope she did not take after her mother.
It reminds me, while we were kids she was really a spoiled brat.
Agh! My head throbbed again. I put a pressure on my forehead as I firmly held it.
Those scenes again kept flashing. Ahh!
“F*ck,” I muttered a curse, while bearing the pain.
It seems like the tablet was taking no effect on my headache.
I’m sweating profusely, even though the whole room was centralized with an air condition.
I felt like the light coming from the fluorescent bulb was burning my eyes, so I turned it off.
I turned on the lamp, instead.
Ghad! This freaking hurts like hell.
Drowsiness, and weariness were taking over me. As the darkness clouded my vision. Later on, I found myself half-asleep as I slowly shut my eyes.
“Should I set fire and annihilate them?” he whispered.
His icy stares met the blue orbs of mine.
Why am I here again?
This scene really, tsk.
“Child, I am waiting,” he moved closer and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Why do you kept appearing on my subconscious mind?” I asked the guy in front of me.
His crimson eyes looked at me intently, as he smirked coldly. He then, averted his gaze to the other side.
“Hey, why are you not answering me,” I called his attention.
“Shhh.” He placed his index finger on his soft red lips, still not looking at me.
I squinted my eyes and tried to look at what he gazing upon, but it was too dark. I can not see anything.
“Hey, there’s nothing there. Why am I here?” I asked and returned my gaze to his direction, but he was not there anymore.
What the hell. Where am I.
The next scenes became shaky and blurry. My head became dizzy until I passed out.
I woke up in a field of grass, near a tree.
This guy again!
“Who are you? Why did you help me?” my lips involuntarily said.
I immediately covered my mouth.
The young man looked at me, his cold eyes showed a little expression of amusement.
“How unusual, shouldn’t a child be thanking me instead?” he said nonchalantly.
Child? Do I look like a child to him?
I cupped my body, and scanned my hands. I am still a grown up.
“You were the one who is being weird, sire. How did you blew up the place in just a snap of your finger?” My mouth moved on it’s own again.
I could not control my body, anymore. It feels like a scene that kept replaying and replaying over and over again.
“I am not here for you, child. I came for them. You just happened to be here and it is their time,” he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building.
“Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked.
I read stories about them from multiple books in my library.
He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“
"My lady! My lady, wake up. You are having nightmares," someone said as that person was slightly tapping the right side of my cheek. "W-what," I blurted out as I abruptly opened my eyes, catching my breath. I immediately woke up, gasping. "You are what?" I continued. It was a late reaction, and my brain was still in a haze from that weird dream. "My lady," my butler called my attention, "My lady," he repeated. "H-huh?" I looked at him, and I can see he is very concerned about my condition. I clutched my chest, still with heavy breathing. He gave me a glass of water immediately. I held it with my shaky hands and drank it with one gulp. I wiped the sweat on my forehead, and shift my gaze on my bedroom clock. 9:45 pm. "You took a long nap, my lady. It is already nine forty-five in the evening," Butler Wong said. On my peripheral vision, I noticed that he was holding a telephone.
"Thank you, Alfred," I said while fiddling the keys for my black Porsche Cayenne. "My lady, here are the candles with a cricket lighter. Is this okay for the bouquet?" Butler Wong asked as he fastened his pace towards me. "That's fine. Kindly put it at the trunk of my car," I instructed as I opened the trunk and unlocked my car. I swiftly slid inside and started the engine. I adjusted the temperature to be a little warmer for it is cold tonight. Shoot! I forgot my cap. I lowered the glass window and called for Butler Wong. "Yes, my lady," he answered. "I forgot my black Versace cap," I replied, "It was hanged on the white standing coat rack in my room," I instructed. "Right away, my lady." He nodded in response, and immediately went inside the manor. After few minutes, he came back with my black cap and handed it to me. "Thanks, Butler Wong." I reached for the cap and put it on my head. "My pleas
I blinked a few times just to check if I am not just seeing things. Could it really be… "Doom?" I blurted out suddenly. I covered my mouth, as an instinctive response. I was hesitant to approach him because it seems to me that he was resting. I don't want to disturb him. I heaved a deep sigh as I stepped back and started retreating from my position. I gave a glance for one last time, but I was frozen on the spot and stared with wide eyes to find out that Doom was not there anymore. Where could he possibly go? I tilted my head side by side to check the surroundings. Did I wake him up? Was I too loud? "Looking for me?" someone spoke coldly behind my back as a hand tapped my shoulder. I jolted in response due to my reflexes as I gasped looking back at who it was. I was surprised by his sudden appearance. I almost had a mini heart attack!
"Seeing things? What do you mean?"My forehead creased because he was spouting nonsense."Alfred was the one who fetched you, my lady," he replied."Fetched where?" I questioned."We were a little worried because you did not come home immediately after visiting your parents," he explained, "Alfred checked on you on the cemetery, and he found you passed out on the ground.""That's absurd! Are you saying that I have lost my mind?" I exasperated."I'm sorry. It's not like that please calm down, my lady," he apologized, "Do you want some coffee?""No, it's alright." I dismissed him and climbed the stairs towards my room.What's happening? Was it only a dream?No, it's real.He's real.I opened the sliding glass doors of the balcony and went outside to get some fresh air."It's been so long since I have felt so alive. I wish I can see you again, Doom," I whispered with a sigh."Seems like your wish was granted."I tilted my head sideward, and I s
“The national police are looking for you,” he paused as he raised his right arm showing the home phone. “…on the phone. They said it was an emergency,” he added. His expression clearly says that it was bad news. He gave me the phone in a flash as soon as I extended my arm, and held out my hand. I put the phone on my ear as I uttered the word, “Hello.” “Good day, this is Officer Green from the office of the National Police Department,” the police officer greeted me, “May I speak with Miss Lily Emerson?” I dismissed Butler Wong using my hand for privacy, and I cleared my throat. “Speaking,” I replied in a calm tone, “What is this all about?” “We are deeply sorry for disturbing you in your humble abode, but we must inform you that three prisoners were involved in a dawn jailbreak today,” he explained slowly the i
I could not count how many times he muttered curses before he vanished into thin air. Meanwhile, here I am left dumbfounded on what had just happened earlier. My mind was debating whether we really did it or not. Technically, yes we sure did. But it was the fault of our recklessness so in my opinion it was not counted. I was sitting on the floor, my body was stupefied for a brief time. I touched the cut on my lip, as I flinched in pain. When we lose balance and stumbled towards each other, my body went sideward. I don’t know what had gotten into him, but he was able to catch me with his arms This resulted in the two of us falling straight to the hard ground, while I was on top of him. The impact was stronger than we have calculated. With the event happening so fast, all I could remember was his lips parted a lit
I think I am fated to die today in the hands of my wicked aunt. I whimpered in pain, as I fell to the ground clutching the knife stabbed on my chest. I shut my eyes closed tightly, as I embraced my doom. Doom? Doom, I remembered Doom. Will he be able to save me this time again? Or maybe, I guess it's already too late for me. The blood was nonstop dripping from my chest. I supposed I will die from blood loss in five minutes according to one article that I have read. Suddenly, a familiar feeling crept into my veins. I can no longer hear the insane cackles of my aunt. The blood stopped gushing from my wound. It felt like time froze again, and it only means one thing. “D-doom…” I faintly whispered under my breath. “Open your eyes. It's not yet your time.” Did I
“You’re safe now, my lady,” Butler Wong said and greeted me with a smile. “Where am I?” I asked as I roamed my eyes on the surroundings. I saw the commotion outside the door. I see, I am in the hospital. Doctors and nurses were busy saving people's lives. “Hospital, my lady,” he replied. I returned my gaze to my butler who was smiling at me the whole time. This was the first time that I noticed it, but he was kind of creepy. “Butler Wong, where have you been the whole time last night?” I asked suspiciously but I did not make it too obvious. “What do you mean, my lady?” His smile never faded from his lips. “I won’t say it twice. You know what I mean,” I said coldly. “By any chance, do you suspect me, my lady?” he asked as his smile was wiped off from his face. “Is there any reason for me to suspect you, butler Wong?” I retorted his question. I crossed my arms, not taking my eyes off him as