Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 7

LEIGH-ARI POV

Driving home from the doctor’s appointment felt serene. I was relaxed from head to toe and the usual painful pounding of my head was gone. I was listening to smooth slow music as I swerved and maneuvered through the heavy evening traffic. At long last, I arrived outside my flat and packed the car, then rode the elevator to the first floor where my apartment was. 1

Upon arriving on my floor, I realized a whole new commotion of gazillion boxes stacked and piled outside the flat opposite mine. Curiosity had me walking stealthily and sneaked a peek inside. There were orders barked from the inside as a feminine voice commanded some men to decorate the house however she saw fit. One, I was happy that I had a new neighbor. Two, I was nervous as to what kind of a person she would tum out to be. Right when I was about to leave, a voice called out; telling me I was caught red handed:

“You can come in. I might need your help with all these.” I raised my head to find a lady who was around m y age, 5’4, lean body, very long brunnete hair and a beautiful smile. She breathed that “I am rich and I know it” vibe because she was wearing knee-breaking, ankle-spraining Loubotin heels with a neat green Gucci suit. Her nails were manicured perfectly and she had a warm smile! Add her makeup which was on

point!

“Ahhhhhmm… Are you sure? I can disappear right now and never appear in front of you ever again!” Goodness I was blabbering! Always happened when I was mad nervous!

“Don’t be silly. Come on in!” She insisted with a warm smile and I thought; ‘Why not?’

At least she was being nice and not bitchy for some unknown reason. I decided to get inside and was awed by her taste in décor. The whole place screamed money. From the lush carpets to the renowned wall master pieces. I looked around and listened as she barked orders to a group of 6 men who seemed to be

foreigners. They spoke in very deep accent and often switched to Italian.

“This place is nice.” I complimented looking around the luxurious living room. The couches were the latest Rolls Royce couches that valued over a million dollars. Holy Pregnant Cow!

“Thank you! But it’s not mine!” she replied causing me to stare at her in shock.

“What do you mean?”

a help! This place is my boss’s. I came

your boss must be stinky rich!” I thought out loud causing

this problem of blabbering when I am nervous.” I apologized staring down at my

like it much!” she brushed it off and walked out,

was pretty much convinced that whoever was coming to stay here, was a big shot! She came back

would you suggest?” she asked with the most charming smile. This girl, why

I am making mac’ and cheese

Speaking of that, I was really worried about Laura and her ex. Whenever it came to that

Let me finish off quickly and I will

said walking towards the door only to be stopped

one of the most awkward but cool things ever. I just conversed with someone like we have been friends for the past 20 decades, invited

oh, my name

And you have

pasta!” I teased

for that mac’ and cheese!” she winked and turned

I liked this girl!

minutes after 8pm, there was a small knock on the door signaling

I yelled taking off the oven gloves I had on and walked towards the door. And there she stood in pink matching lounge room suit that hugged her body perfectly; and mind you, she had a body of a model. I was 99.9% straight but

red wine. Although it’s not pasta, you are going to love i

just in time, the food is ready.” I announced closing the door behind her and invited her to seat in my lounge room. I passed her and walked into the kitchen where I dished up and came to her, gave her the

telling me how good the mac’ is, its texture and what not and how

her wine. I looked up at her for a second as I finished