Chapter 2: Sick In the head

Clara was thrown out of the mansion. She had no choice than to leave for her house and wait for her friend to return.

Seeing Leo's car drove past her, she frowned deeply, before leaving for her house.

'How dare him!' she wanted to get angry, but really need to get him closer, so she just control herself.

Now is not the time to get angry, but to think of how she will befriend him.

....

After working hours are over, Sonya left the mansion in a hurry.

"I will fucking kill you if I meet you at home, so you better run away before I get there!" Sonya screamed immediately her call to Clara got connected.

She was on her way home inside a bus. After that sentence, everyone inside the bus were staring at her weirdly, but she was so angry that she didn't notice, as she was on her feet with her back facing the passengers.

Clara was trying to reason with her on the other end, which only infuriated her more. She didn't know where the perspiration that were now covering her, were coming from. Her chest heaving up and down, as Clara isn't admitting that she's wrong.

Not able to bear with her any longer, "die! die! die! you should just die, so I don't have to worry about you anymore, just dieeeeeee!!!" Sonya screamed, breathing heavily, and felt half her frustration disappear after letting her heart out.

One of the passengers who was carrying her daughter that seems to be around four to five years of age covers her daughter's ears with both hands, but the kid still heard all Sonya was saying, which also startled her. She burst into tears immediately.

"Wu Wu Wu, mommy that aunty is weird," the kid said, pointing at Sonya and crying. The woman quickly hugged her child, helping her retracted the finger pointed at Sonya.

After hearing the kids words, Sonya ended the call and turned around to face them with an apologetic expression.

She wanted to apologise when she heard more cries, as Immediately she turned around, the three other kids that had been holding in all these while, burst into tears, as soon as they looked at her face.

At the end, she was given back her money and chased out of the bus, due to the passengers threatening the driver to refund their money or chase her out. Also due to the kids that cried nonstop, making the atmosphere weird.

After getting outside the bus, Sonya had her back facing the motor lane and was putting her phone in her bag, but still didn't stop muttering to herself, "If I do not kill that girl today, then I will stop being Sonya and become Ayson."

"Need a ride?" she heard someone asking from behind. 'what a sexy voice.'

Turning around, she saw a handsome guy with an alluring ocean blue eyes sitting on an expensive bike. His seductive smile is capable of throwing a woman into a fantasy world, where they will want to move closer, caress his face and captured that beautiful smile on his face, in their memory and treasure it.

Looking into his ocean blue eyes, Sonya was about to respond to him, with her mood getting better when she saw the guy widen his eyes and speed off.

"What's going on?" she asked herself feeling disappointed, as she stare at the dude's departing back view.

She just lost such a big catch, "is my face scary or what?" she asked herself, feeling more and more disappointed, before she slowly took out a palm size mirror from her purse.

She gasped at her reflection, as her whole make up has smudged. Her mascara has smudged all over her face due to her previously sweating, which left some tiny lines all over her face that looked like cracked wall.

"You've got to be f*cking kidding me!" she said out loud.

No wonder, the passenger gave her disgusted looks.

No wonder, the kids refused to stop crying and looking so scared.

No wonder, her big cash speed off just now.

She rummage through her bag for makeup wipes and only found an empty case, before recalling that she had used the last piece to clean her foundation brush.

She felt more annoyed than before and vow to put an end to Clara's life today. She use her hand to perm the tiny cracks together, as there isn't a store around, where she could quickly purchase a wipe.

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Getting home a few minutes later, after checking the kitchen and other places, she assumed that Clara could be and didn't find her, she marched towards her room with an enraged expression.

Her bag was tossed aside, same as her shoes that flew off one after the other, to God knows where. She can't wait to pull out all the hair on Clara's head.

Throwing a kick at Clara's door, it flew open, and Clara came into view, sitting on her blue leather couch. "oh my god, what happened to your face?" Clara asked, as she saw her face.

With her hands resting on both sides of her waist and chest still heaving out of frustration, "you still have the guts to ask me such question? it's all because of you, dieeee!!" Sonya yelled, rushed towards her on the couch and pounced on her, making them both rolled all the way to the floor.

Sonya's hand reached for Clara's hair and pulled it, while Clara who isn't even feeling any pain, pretend to be in pain and scream, "ha! ha!" before reaching for Sonya's hair as well, but didn't apply force. They are used to it already.

After their cat fight, both were breathing heavily with their appearance dishelved.

Sonya felt herself calm after letting out her anger on Clara and slowly got up and sat down on the couch.

Clara did the same, before reaching out her hands to smooth Sonya's hair, while the girl burst out into tears, "Clara why are you doing this? this is so unfair." Sonya said and pushed her hands away.

'You also need a loyal friend by your side, someone you trust, that can carry your secret with you. That way, you wouldn't feel lonely in your world.' Clara recalled her grandma's words after Sonya started crying.

If she should confide in a friend, then Sonya is the right person. Clara knew how much it hurts the girl's feeling each time she found out she has lost her job again and again.

Also if that weird guy is actually her other piece, then she will need Sonya's help.

"You were worried and still remember to apply makeup? what a weird way to show your worries," she teased her.

"You think I will wish to remain single and continue staying under the same roof as you? so you could give me a heart attack?" Sonya replied to her, cleaning the drops of tears on her face and calming her nerves.

"That was harsh" Clara whined.

"Harsh? you want know what's harsh? I lost a fucking big catch all because of you today, and I still ended up coming home like this after realising I've ran out of makeup wipes". Sonya blurted.

"I am so, so sorry." Clara pleaded, with sincerity in her eyes, but Sonya didn't buy it.

"You say the same thing every time. I thought it's not your fault for losing those jobs, but after what I witnessed today, I take back all my pity.

I can't believe you gave me the look of 'what is going on' after I warned you to behave when the boss is around. You must be insane! The more I look at this situation, the more it seems abnormal to me. Are you cursed or what?" Sonya was exasperated now.

Not taking her words to heart, as this is half the harsh words her friend is capable of saying, "speaking of the boss, is he out of his mind?" Clara asked.

With her brow furrowed, "How so?" Sonya asked.

"What kind of person fired his workers just because of a little mistake? I mean, like seriously a mopping stick?" Clara asked, her eyes looking as bewildered as the tone those words followed out.

"Oh! And where have you ever heard of a boss that pays his cleaners such huge salary? we get double payment for our cooperation and you just f*cking lost an opportunity. A job where no one will mind your beauty or frame you for anything, all you have to f*cking do is clean and get paid." Sonya rebutted angrily.

Clara let out a deep sigh, "It actually makes sense now. I wasn't entirely at fault though,'' she said.

"You are telling me he's at fault too?" Sonya glared at her.

"I need to tell you something Sonya, and I need you to listen to the end before asking any questions please," Clara said, suddenly looking all serious, making Sonya cringe, as it's rare for Clara to show this sort of expression.

"Just speak up, and stop with the weird look," Sonya said.

"I am serious Sonya, I am not who you think I am. The truth is, I am the last guardian of earth, the only being that stands in the way of the demon lord named Gregory, from taking over the world." she paused to look at Sonya in the eyes to make sure she has her attention.

Sonya gave her full attention to her, but deep down she is already thinking of how she will get her to a psychiatric hospital for a check-up.

Her guesses all these time were right, something is wrong with her friend's brain, but first, she needs to pretend and flow with Clara's every action to confirm how much she's sick in the head.