After falling asleep, I found myself in the same dreamland again. The one I saw myself being chased by spiders and later caught Frank making love with Jessica. But this time around, I saw myself in my room looking at another body of me laying together with Patrick and Paul. It was scary, I didn't know when I jolted and turned my face away in fear. Then I took a glance at the bed again, our bodies were still there and it seemed we were all breathing. Our laying position was just as it was when I slept. Just then, someone touched me from my back. I quickly turned to look at who the person was but then couldn't find anyone. However, the door was open, then I thought perhaps the person was trying to play hide and seek or show me something. Out of curiosity, I went out of the room to check only to start hearing someone mourning. This time around, from Jessica's room. And like magic, when I checked the room it was locked. But despite that, I could hear are mourning and saying things like, "Yes, harder... harder... harder..."
I didn't really know exactly what she meant but it was obvious she was with a man. But whoever the man was, I didn't just know. I tried to open the door but it wasn't opening. I gave it all my best but still to no avail, hence I decided to leave it and check on Aunt Vicky's room instead. I thought her door would be open but when I checked it, I found out it was locked too. Having no other choice, I decided to just go downstairs and see if I could find her. However, when I did I didn't see her. But then I found the television on, and it was showing a documentary about spiders. I didn't like it, and since there was nobody in the sitting room I went for the remote, took it about turning the television off only for a spider from the screen to jump out and faced me. Even though it was bizarre, I wasn't moved until more spiders began coming out of the television's screen. To say I was shocked is an understatement. I turned and quickly began running back upstairs. They were small but I was scared of being bitten by them, plus they had a very scary looking body that would make you want to runaway from them as fast as you could.
When I was finally upstairs, I looked down to see if I was being chased by the spiders. At first I thought I wasn't. Infact I was convinced they were gone but just as I heaved a sigh of relief, they came into view and began climbing up through the stairs. As freaked as I was, I turned and headed straight to the door of my room which for some unknown reasons was close. I had left it open before, I didn't know who locked it now. I tried opening it but to no avail, just like the other rooms that I tried opening before. Seeing the spiders already walking over to me, I decided to turn and run to the middle room which was Jessica's. Although it was locked before, I still wanted to give it a try. And gladly, the moment I pushed the door it opened. Then I quickly locked it behind me and began panting while leaning my back on the door. I was really scared, the only way out of the house was by going downstairs and running out through the front door. However, at the moment, doing that was impossible as the spider were already there.
Just as I raised my eyes to look around the room, I realized Jessica was on bed laying close to Frank. This time around, nothing was going on between them but since I already heard her moaning earlier, something must have happened between them already. Before I could call their names, Jessica rolled over and hugged him on the bed. She then kissed him before leaving the bed to go to the bathroom. None of them seemed to have seen me, and when I tried to talk I lost my voice. I kept trying to scream but my voice was unheard, I couldn't hear my own voice. Just then I woke up from the dream and found myself sweating. Patrick and Paul had woken up and the two wearing staring at me. "Did... did you heard me say anything?" I asked while trying to catch my breath, hoping I didn't scream out. Sadly, they nodded their heads and Patrick told me they heard me calling out some names, and when I asked what those names were they told me Frank and Jessica. I was so embarrassed, but that didn't stop me from talking back to sleep as the time at the moment was after one in the morning. When they both returned to sleep, I withdrew from the bed and stood to my feet.
Thus, I walked out of the room and then went downstairs to take water. After that, something came into my mind as soon as my eyes landed on Jessica's dinner which we left for her on the dining table. I checked it and realized it was still intact. Then I wondered, didn't she return back from her clubbing? It was late at night and there was no way she couldn't have returned, perhaps she did but didn't take the meal. She might be filled already, but what if that wasn't the case? What if she didn't come back at all let alone refuse to take her meal? I thought to myself. Well, the best was to check her room but if I did that and it happened she was around, she would definitely be pissed if by any chance I unintentionally woke her up. Also, her door might be locked. Hence, the best thing to do was to check the main door and see if it was still open. I had left it open before going to sleep so she could be able to get in without having to call Aunt Vicky or I when she later returns. Unfortunately, when I went to the door to check if it was open or not, the result turned out to be open. The door was still open, just the way I left it. That didn't still give me the full answer as she might have come in and forgot to lock the door. You know, sometimes she could come back drunk and out of her senses. Anyways, I returned to my room and laid on the bed. Thus, I shut my eyes and before I knew it I was already asleep.
When I woke up later in the morning, I didn't see the kids around. I thought they had runaway again but as soon as I began hearing the sound of the shower as it runs in the bathroom, my mind was at first as they were obviously inside. However, in order to clear my mind off doubts I decided to check on them. And just like I presumed, they were in the bathroom. Paul was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror with towel wrapped around his waist while Patrick was taking a shower. They smiled giggled the moment they saw, thus I beamed at them and left after telling them to come downstairs for breakfast as soon as they were done. After that, I shut the door off about heading out to check on Aunt Vicky in her room when my phone began ringing. At first I thought it was Jessica, but when I checked the caller I.D I found out it was an unknown contact. I huffed and reluctantly picked the call up. Just then, I heard Mam Camila's voice as she greeted me with a "Good Morning, Laura." I didn't hesitate to respond to her, and when I did the first thing she asked was if Frank was there with me. I was so surprised to hear that, I mean it was too early for him to come the fact that we didn't make any arrangements for that. Anyways, I told her he wasn't there with me and then asked if everything was okay. Just then, she heaved a sigh and told me young master didn't sleep at home and that his lines had been off. Also, the security guards had traced his car to a restaurant but couldn't find him there. According to them, he had left long ago and didn't really know where he headed to after leaving the restaurant. "The guards are still tracing him though, but I thought it would be better if I call and confirm from you" she added. Just then my heart began beating fast, I didn't even know when I told her he I didn't really know where he was at the moment and that I would call her later. Thus, I terminated the call and began dialing Frank's contact. Unfortunately, it wasn't reachable. My mind was telling me he must have been manipulated by Betty or she must have fooled him into going to her apartment as she did before.
Hence, I sprang to Aunt Vicky's room and greeted her. I then told her what was going on. I didn't know how to go about the breakfast for her and the kids as I intended to go out and search for Frank. Luckily, she understood me. She told me not to worry and that she would check on the kids. And about breakfast, she would order for something from the nearby restaurant. Hearing that, I hugged her and rushed out of her room. Then I went to my room and quickly changed into a sweater as it was cold and a cold resistance trousers. After that, I ran out of the room and headed downstairs. As soon as I was out of the house, I began running and running until miraculously I came across a cab just few kilometers from the Cornfield stroke Mainland bridge. Normally, cabs weren't hard to find there. I boarded into the cab and told him to take me to Betty's address. While on our way, I couldn't stop dialing his contact. I kept on trying and trying, while the cab-man kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror. He was kind of worried for me, however he didn't say anything. He also didn't go beyond speed limit even though he acknowledged I was in a hurry. Well, I didn't really mind moving at such speed as it was normal and more safe. Going beyond that could endanger or lives, something I wouldn't really want. Not at this crucial moment, and not ever. After some minutes drive, we arrived at the location. Thus, I paid him and stormed out of the vehicle. After that I ran into the apartment building and went straight to Betty's door, of course I heard a lot about her apartment and knew quite alright where it was. I banged the door hard and yelled at her to come out. When she didn't, I banged the door twice again and yelled at her to come out right that instant before I break in and smash her head. Hearing that, she came out angrily, "What on this earth is…" she paused, "Laura?" she wrinkled her brows probably surprised to see me, well she ought to. If only she knew how crazy I could be for my Frank she would have been more careful right from the day she saw us together.
"Where is Frank?" I roared, glaring at her.
"Where is who? Your Frank?" she asked looking at me with her puffy eyes, she must have still been on her bed when I arrived and woke her up with my crazy knocks.
"Yes, my Frank. Frank Walter!" I uttered, laying emphasis on his full name.
"Frank isn't…" she said halfway as I pushed her and walked into the house,
"Frank… Frank!" I called out his name while searching for him in her apartment.
"Laura, that's an invasion of privacy. Frank isn't here, trust me!" she said as she trailed behind me while I explored practically everywhere in the apartment.
"I don't trust you!" I said to her and continued searching.
"But you have to trust me, he's not here. Why not just call him on the phone, you should have done that before coming here!" she yelled at me. However, I didn't say anything to her. I just continued searching until I finally decided to give up. "See? I told you, he's not around. I haven't even seen him for some days now" she added.
"Fine, but did you heard from him lately?" I asked out of curiosity. I really wanted a clue, even if it was going to lead to practically nowhere, I just wanted something to hold on. Any information regarding his whereabouts or where he might be.
"No, he stopped picking my calls and also stopped replying my messages. All thanks to you!" she muttered, looking at me somehow. Well, there was no need for me to apologize to her since it was my right to protect my boyfriend against her and women like her, or should I say men snatchers. Seeing how silent I was, she told me the only way for Frank to be unreachable is when he's very or when something bad happens to him, otherwise he's always reachable. Hearing that, I realized she really had no clues what was going on and obviously had no where he was. Hence, I hissed and left the apartment while she stared at me surprised. I was really angry, so angry and scared. Angry because Frank's phone was unreachable, and scared because I didn't know where exactly he was and if he was okay or not. He might be in danger, you know, what if he had been kidnapped? Judging from what Mam Camila said that his car was found in a restaurant, that means wherever he currently was he didn't go there with his car. Or perhaps he was blindfolded and taken away in a van when he was about entering his car to leave. Well, whatever the case may be I just prayed he was still alive and in good health. After leaving Betty's apartment, I called Mam Camila through the contact she reached out to me earlier and asked if there was any news about Frank's whereabouts. Sadly, they still haven't seen him yet. However, she told me the security guards were about to retrieve some camera footages around the restaurant and it showed that when he left the restaurant he found his car in the middle of other cars. He turned and took few steps about going back to the restaurant to summon the owners when suddenly he stopped and pulled his phone from his pockets. He placed the phone on his right ear and it was obvious he was answering a call. After the call, he didn't even care about his car. He quickly stopped a cab and rushed into it. The speed at which the cab took off tells something wasn't right, perhaps it was an emergency call he received but whatever the case was nobody could tell at the moment until his phone returns online or he reach out to us.
After hearing that, the first thing that came to my mind was Jessica. She hadn't been home too, hence I decided to dial her contact and see if she would pick. Surprisingly, as soon as I dialed her contact she picked and asked what was going on. Judging from her voice, she was still on bed. But where exactly was she? I asked her and the only thing she said was I shouldn't try to act like I cared, even her mother didn't care about her. I tried to make her understand that such perfection is wrong but she couldn't listen, suddenly I heard someone yawned in the background, probably a guy. I quickly asked who the person was, only for her to tell me it's none of my business and then hanged off the call. That was odd, but I wasn't going to give up. The yawning seemed to had come out of a man's mouth, not a woman. It sounded masculine, not feminine. Had she decided to sleep with another man again? From Clubbing, to s*xing. Who knows if that was the reason why I was having a dream about her sleeping with Frank? Perhaps it was just an inspiration that she was going to sleep with another man again. Well, now that I confirmed she was fine and obviously in a safe place enjoying her life, my mind was at rest. I didn't blame her for the problem she was facing, the high libido. It was Paul whom I should blame for taking advantage of her. If he hadn't done that, then perhaps she would still been a virgin. But virgin going to club? Why would someone as inexperienced as that even think about going to club. That was the first mistake she made, and it got her deflowered. And since then, according to her, it had not been a good ride as she used to think about s*x a lot and would often find herself looking for a way to have herself f*cked by a guy. That was why I was scared when I found out she was trying to establish friendship with her and Frank. She had exhibited the sign of a pervert. If I were to be in her shoes, I would pressurize my mom to get me married. I would talk to her about my condition and beg her to get me married so I would turn out to be a whore in the future. Sadly, Jessica was a different person with a different way of seeing things. Her own viewpoint differed strongly from mine, we were miles… or should I say worlds apart when it comes to understanding about things.
