Diary Of A Bitch 17 Nightmare

My slowly wiped away my tears with his school uniform. " I never want to see you cry for unnecessary reasons, no!, I never want to see you cry ever again. nothing is worth my favorite SIS's precious tears". I smiled sheepishly and we went home with me holding on to his hands. I changed school the very next academic session. That was how protective my Michael is,unlike others that were indifferent to his I lived but wouldn't hesitate to kill for me, Michael made me his best friend, someone I could share anything with but the distance has been a barrier lately as he was always busy and we hardly ever talk,chat or text liked we used to

I sighed as I pondered about what he said to me almost 13 years ago, I would be 22 in a few weeks and that what he said that day still p.r.i.c.ks me everything was different, we now had all the comforts we wished for and could brag about being one of the very few wealthy people in the state, but was he right?, am I as virtuous as he trusts me to be? "obviously a virtuous woman wouldn't f.u.c.k a man the she knows is playing with her feelings" my creepy demon voiced out again. I sighed for the umpteenth time as tried calling Michael, as expected he wasn't picking up and I could only drop a voice mail "Bro,please call me when you see this,I miss you and we need to talk. I think I'm in trouble". I felt a little relaxed after clicking the send icon,I didn't even know when I drifted off to a troubled sleep. I had a dream with Kelvin in it,this time it was scary as the same events happened in the previous dream happened again but this time as he pushed me down and lowered himself unto me,but his c.o.c.k was replaced with a sharp dagger, he drove it into me smiling charmingly and when he took it out it was covered with blood he repeated the act for about 3 times before I jumped up,sweating profusely. For the first time in months I remembered I was a Christian and prayed,I was scared. No, I was terrified. Somehow the first dream came true and I could not help but have a bad feeling about this,even a cold bath on a chilly morning didn't help calm me down. I headed to the kitchen to occupy myself, cooking was one of the 3 things that keeps me calm and occupied whenever I'm down.

I checked out supplies and decided to bake myself a pizza and save some for Lizzy. somehow she really likes my cookings,everyone in the family does except my mum who always finds complains in everything I do,so the cooks handle her dishes whenever she's around. But every end of the year when the family is together for Christmas and new year, I handle the food. Dad (my step dad) always tell me I took after my mother whenever he tastes my delicacies, I always gave a little laugh because I've never witnessed my mum cook something mouthwatering and always sends her scowling at both of us. Sighing at the empty house as I expertly sliced the mozzarella cheese and green pepper,I couldn't help but miss my family even if the close knitted family perished the day my mum got remarried, we still have sweet moments together and not so sweet moments like the day I went on a date with this guy from school and Mark saw him drive me home, the poor guy just had his hand wrapped around me but he got the beating of his life as Martins joined him,it was a sore sight to behold and the poor guy spent 2 months in the hospital,though expenses were covered my Dad, my reputation in school was damaged beyond repair. Even now in my finals,people still whisper me as the 'daddy's girl'. As I gently placed the tray into the oven and set the timer,I felt more like myself. Going for that culinary camp wasn't a waste after all, cooking makes me feel relaxed even when I'm depressed,this time wasn't an exception as I whipped eggs for Lizzy's diet. I have things to settle on campus and I might as well still be needed by Lizzy. I gently placed the sunny-side-up eggs with hints of spring onions and outlined with ketchup in a flat round microwaveable dish, satisfied with my little invention and went over to the fridge to take out a loaf of bread. "Lizzy would love it" I beamed sheepishly as I placed the already toasted bread and took a picture sending it to Lizzy via WhatsApp. She replied in approximately 3 seconds "that's for me right?"

me: duh,do you think I'll eat c.r.a.p like this,I'm coming over to campus so don't eat out

Lizzy: you're the best mummy in the world ?

me: yuck!,you know how much I despise you calling me mum,we're just months apart dude?

Lizzy: you're still much of a mother to me that that witch you know?

me: stop being a b.i.t.c.h,anyways I have one last surprise for you but you'll have to wait. I gat to go

now TTYL

I turned around to wear gloves as the alarm went off, I inspected my creation with satisfaction, the aroma alone filled me up. I gently sealed it with a see through polythene and I turned around to get ready only to be shocked silly by someone I was beginning to dread,