07: Phantom Mom!

LEYLA'S POV:-

After a long and busy week, it was finally the weekend. I went back home thinking that finally I could have some "me" time. I had planned my whole weekend. To have a full body massage and go out with my friends on Saturday night. Then we would go to my beach house and spend the whole day there. I had asked all my friends. And I was lucky that they were all free on that weekend. How perfect! That's what you might be thinking. But perfection is not something I get in my life. 

My life surprises me with shocks, twists and even with accidents. Let's not forget about the extra spices of my life, ghosts. Because of my powers, I was known as the ghost hunter of Brooklyn. People would call me and ask me to help them get rid of the ghosts in their houses. It was the reason I was the number one weirdo of Brooklyn. It was a long time ago when I gave up on the idea of getting a man in my life. Men want perfectly sexy models in their lives. They can't think of having a ghost hunter in their lives.

I stepped into the mansion and gulped hard. Usually, our mansion would be empty from friday night till sunday night. But if it is not, it means we are actually having a party at our mansion. Empty mansion means no extra lights on. No people running around. And especially I would not see the pretty face of my mother. Which was just brilliant. Because the moment I stepped into the mansion, I saw my mother yelling at one poor servant who might have broken one of her favorite serving platters. I rolled my eyes as I was not looking forward to having a party at home. I was thinking about popcorn, ice cream and some Netflix.

I went straight towards the kitchen and grabbed a few things from the fridge. I grabbed my leftover pizza. I grabbed an ice cream box. And some chocolates I had bought that last time I went for groceries. I was about to set my pizza in the oven to heat it up. My mom came from behind and threw my pizza in the trash. "What is wrong with you? You threw my pizza. What will I eat tonight?" I asked my mom in a low tone. I was trying to contain my anger. She had a habit of throwing food and I just hated people who threw food. 

"You are going to have what we are going to have. Go upstairs. I have already chosen an outfit for you. Shower and make sure you are cleaned. Change your clothes. Put on some makeup. Allara will do your hair. You have to be at your best tonight." She told me and I rolled my eyes at her. I grabbed my ice cream and went towards the stairs without answering my mom. I knew she would look for any way to argue with me. And after a hectic week with my dad in his office, I was not in the mood to have an argument with my mom.

"Leyla! Young lady, if you are not downstairs in an hour, I will become the phantom mother again. Tonight's party is for you and you have to attend it. I am not going to hear any excuses. Bath, change, get ready and be here." My mom said sternly. An angry pout appeared on my face as I gave my chocolates and ice cream to my brother and went to my bedroom. I had no other choice but to do exactly as I was asked to do. I did not want to see her phantom side. It was what she called herself whenever she was being an angry mom.

After a long bath, I went to the closet only to find a sexy and revealing dress set in my closet. My jaw hit the floor as I saw the dress. It was a blue velvet dress. It had a turtleneck collar and a deep v neck cut in the middle to show my cleavage. And it was backless. Both front and back were pretty revealing. It looked tight. Plus, it had a thigh cut on the left side. It was a long dress, but hell it was way too revealing for someone like me who likes to wear something simple like jeans shirts with coats. I never liked to reveal my body. Not that I did not have a good body. I had a pretty curvy body. 

"Oh I can almost hear your thoughts, sweety. You have to wear this one. If I saw you in your stupid jeans and shirts, or if you even thought about wearing those tuxedos you wear every single time in my parties, I swear on your father's head, I am going to burn your whole closet down.. don't even think about it." My mother spoke from behind and I growled in anger. She was behaving as if the president of the USA was about to visit our mansion that night. Or maybe a king. 

"What is up with you tonight? Geez! You are acting like you are about to have a chance to get rid of me." I growled at her and went to change my clothes. I could hear her chuckling evilly as she walked out of the closet. 

"Wear the laced underwear. I don't want you wearing anything boring tonight. I have set your underwear with your clothes too. I am sending Allara to help you with your hair." She spoke from outside and I screamed loudly. I hated times like these when my mom would boss me. Especially to wear something sexy.

I went towards the door of the closet and poked my head out. "You will not ask anyone to do my hair. I hate when people touch my hair. I can do my hair myself. Thank you very much." I growled at her then went back in. I was making disgusted faces but I had no choice but to wear those clothes. Revealing clothes and laced underwear, I was hell sure that there would be some rich guys at the party. Or my mom would not have even asked me to attend the party. That kind of treatment I get when there would be rich guys at the party. And I just knew how to make them run away. 

All I needed to do was to tell them that I could see ghosts. And tell them that I was a ghost hunter. That always does the thing to make them run away. "Make a bun or side braids are allowed. If you just curl them like last time, I will break your curler." She yelled from outside. Of course she knew all my tricks. That was one of the tricks of mine to hide my revealing back. But she looked officially pissed. So I did not have much choice but to do as she was asking me to do. I did not want to bear the phantom mom. Not at least when I had plans for the weekend. I needed the keys for the beach house. And only my mom had the keys.