CHAPTER 4

NEOLA

I never wanted for this to happen in reality but it is

always been on my dreams.

You know those things that only happen in the movies? The

magical part where a random boy falls in love with a girl because they were in

Paris; shared a drink, kissed and did IT? Well, it wasn't that magical and not

like the movies; in fact, the man didn't even fall for the girl. It can

possibly happen like it was in a book but not in romance or comedy side....it's

far worse than worst.

A horror story, maybe?

I grip the sheets tightly as I felt the skin beneath me, the

way this particular pillow rise and fall, really creeps me out. Oh. It's not

actually a pillow, because it's fleshy and hairy.

It's a chest of the guy with whom I slept with.

I bit my hand to avoid screaming bloody murder. I catch my

breath, exerting much effort to pull myself away from his death grip. I am very

much aware that I'm naked and so is he...geez

I am disappointed that I didn't get to remember anything

from last night. I hated that my first time is simply composed of a blurred

memory of me and him kissing.

Getting rid of his body was such a very terrifying act. I do

not know the guy for crying out loud! Yet, I did slept with him.

The warmth left my body and I shivered, shaking as I

recovered my conscious mind. I leap out of the bed in my pure nudity and was

shocked when he suddenly let out a groan. The man turned his head to the side

and I was shocked to see his face.

No, it can't be!

Without thinking I pulled a pair of white pants from the

floor and a dress shirt. Grabbing my purse with my left hand, I proceed to open

the window with my other hand before I jump down. I bit back a scream as I

collapse on a heap. The guards are rounding the hallways and I felt like a

burglar invading this place. I hastily avoided the maids and made it out the

gate once the guards change shifts. I breathe out a sigh.

I walk down the street and got weird looks from almost

everyone. Of course, it's not everyday that you'll see an almost naked woman

walking down the street. I guess, I have brought the Las Vegas vibe in Paris.

It was still early in the morning and I am very tired, sweating like a pig as I

nurse a hangover. Not to mention that I was dressed only in a pair of white

dress shirt and pants. Very fashionable.

I probably look like a ridiculous psycho who just came out

of rehab.

Entering a café, I slip inside a booth and stared at the menu.

I was startled when a young lady came barging beside me, "Bonjour,

mademoiselle..." I just stared at her not knowing what I would say. I can

fully understand her French, but my mind has some problem on processing right

now because it's drowning in too much liquor I drank last night.

"Oh, ma'am? Would you prefer me speaking English

now?" I cringe at her grammar as she spoke. I urge for her to dictate the

menu, ending up with some black coffee and the famous croissant of Paris.

I almost jump out of my seat when my phone rang. Pulling it

out of my purse, I answered in a nonchalant tone, "Hello?"

"Neo, where are you? We are boarding on the plane in

the next thirty minutes. Now get your ass here right at this moment or I'll be

leaving for Seattle without your sorry bum!" She ended the call, not

giving me any chance to respond.

I stared at the young lady as she scurry off, bringing back

a disposable cup, "You, take it out?" She asked. I just nodded at her

as she pour the remains of my coffee on the cup. I didn't wait for her another

word as I grab it, handing her a tip "Merci, Celine..." She gave me a

toothy grin before I ran out of the shop.

"Come again, Au revoir!"

•

I wasn't surprise when almost all of the passengers are looking

at me with curious stares. I shrug off my shoulder and stare ahead, looking for

that particular brunette mother and child. I am delighted to see her not far

from the entrance, carrying a very hyper Jacob whom I assume is having another

sugar rush.

"There you are! Oh gosh, you don't know how I've been

so worried for you didn't came back home last night. I guess you really enjoyed

the party because I gave you my invitation card-and oh my gosh!" She gave

me a sweep from head to toe before pointing a finger at me, "You should

rather keep hold of your nephew right now while I get you some shirt and jeans

of mine. You look ridiculous, m'lady..."

The address made me soft. Memories of last night became

rushing back as the velvety voice of his caress me with every word. I shrug at

her as she hand me her son, getting me a pair of jeans and shirt from the

duffel bag on the floor.

I give Jacob the cup of coffee that is now empty and he

happily wave it up on the air, "Darth Vader! Pingpingping," the coffee

cup flied on the space around my head as Jacob made sounds. "Silly,

Jacob..." I shook my head as he giggled, pursing his lips for a kiss. I

lean on him and was surprise when he suddenly grab my hair and pulled

"Jake-"

"Aunt Ne-la," he whispered on my ear before

puffing his cheek and letting go of the air slowly through his lips.

"Brblrrblrrr..." Rains of slobber wet my cheeks as I closed my eyes,

shaking my head at my nephew who is now laughing at me. Oh, this boy. He love

to act like a baby!

God, he just told me yesterday that he is a big boy and I

shouldn't baby him much.

"Neo, here...."Elle handed me the clothes and I

happily pass her Jacob. I blew him a kiss before I scurried off to the rest

room, entering a cubicle and began stripping out of this clothes.

Oh this clothes, his clothes. Royalty...

Goodness, what am I thinking?! Have I gone nuts? I don't

even know what I'm doing last night. I should've been more careful but my heart

wants what it wants and the odds led me to it.

Sighing, I undo the buttons, reminiscing how my weekend had

flip unto this confusing end. It started out right, with only the three of us

landing in the city of love; Elle carrying his son as I carry our things. We

had our reservation at the hotel facing the tower. During the afternoon, I went

out to the park to watch the sunset with my nephew as we waited for his mother

to win a deal from her client.

It was all good, but then that invitation has to ruin it

all.

Of course, I didn't expect that the outcome would be like

this when Elle urged for me to go. I agreed because of the reason that I'd like

to attend to one of this 'royal' balls in my lifetime rather than babysit my

hyper nephew. He is very addicted on playing with his stupid robots and light

sabers, I find it hard to relate.

It was all good and perfect before that evening came. I was

suddenly fetch by a limo and I came face to face with different people, I know

it won't end good.

And I was right.

First, I was intoxicated. Drunk myself to death and was out

of my mind. Second, I talked and flirted to different people not caring who

they were. And third, I slept with a man and gave my v-card without even

knowing who he really was. Not until I saw his face a while ago...

Lovely? No! Absolutely not.

I was rambling with my angry thoughts, pulling the jeans up

on my leg when I was suddenly distracted by a sudden gleam that caught my eye.

God, I can't believe this.

There on my right ring finger, was a platinum band, littered

with small diamonds. The oval shape sapphire located on the center made me go

weak.

Did he propose to me?

Well, according to the ring, the answer would be 'yes' but

not to my memory; I don't remember any proposals or him getting in his knee, or

this freaking ring!

With pure and utter angst, I slipped out of the restroom

before dumping his dress on the nearest bin. I tried for countless times,

pulling at the ring but it won't budge. Not one inch or even a millimeter.

I was delighted when they announce our flight, urging us to

prepare and board. In that way it kept me distracted, my thoughts focusing on

finding Elle rather than the stupid ball last night.

As I saw them, I offer to take Jacob on my arms as we pass

through the gates. We proceed down the aisle and then we situated on our lovely

seats. I pulled Jacob closer as he began to squirm, trying to bang both of his

favourite robots as he make sound effects with his mouth.

I glared at Elle as she pinch my sides, pulling Jacob back

to her arms. Frowning, I just stare at her and say, "What's with the

pinch?" I screamed, my voice now an octave higher. She just giggled,

focusing her attention to his son. "I would love to inform you that it

hurts, like a bitch, if you wanna know..." I shrug again, lowering myself

down on the seat.

"Neo, now tell me...do tell." she urge, pinching

me again.

"Ow, fudge balls...Elle? What would I tell you?" I

whined, earning a bunch of curious stares from the passengers on our left. I

just glared at them and was delighted when they duck their head down,

"Tell me about last night." She blurted out of the blue as she gave

me a grin. Her son matching her smirk.

"It's--nothing."

"Noooooo, I won't believe that. You just say that

there's nothing because you hide the fact that something's up." She

stated, pulling my arm as Jacob nuzzled his head on my shoulder. "Tell me,

Neeeoooooo...I know there's something. The way you forgot that this morning

will be our flight, the way you reacted, that hangover thingy, the cup, the

clothes and not to mention....that ring!" She pointed at it with her eyes

shining.

Oh, Geez...I'll be dead before we even reach New York.

I turn my gaze out on the window and sighed, watching as we

flew up on the sky, "No, Elle. There's nothing and as much as you insist.

That'll be all for now," I heard her sigh as I also let out one.

I don't know how I'm going to face all this.

With that I urge for sleep to come, but I know as sleep grab

me, memories of last night will hunt like nightmares I used to have.

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