E L A R A
"It's your last chance Ela... or else it will be locked again" I mumble and tap 6891.
"It's unlocked it's fucking unlocked!" I shout.
I don't know what to call the old me, she was smart as well as annoying too. The first thing my fingers tapped on to is Google history.
"The budgetary policy blah blah blah... If depreciation of national income blah blah... Join the cult... Amount of fiduciary money" I read and read, it seems like I was a bookworm because it's all economics stuff I searched here.
*
Half an hour later, I got my passwords back of all applications. I didn't open the gallery of my mobile yet, I wasn't ready to face all of that. I booked one of the hotels here to reside in too, I'll be leaving for there soon.
Suddenly I hear a loud sound from behind.
I dart over at door and I see two girls walking towards me with broad smiles on their faces.
"Elara?!" a girl wearing a yellow crop top and blue-colored skirt shouts, they both come near me and hug me. Over their shoulders, my eyes glimpse at the bag one of them is holding.
Do I know them?
"We're so happy you're alright!" the one who shouted my name talks to me again, but I don't remember anything regarding them. They pull themselves away and I scan their faces again trying to recall them but nothing is working. I've forgotten them too, or I never knew them probably.
"I'm Arabella, you can call me Ara too. And she's Darla" the girl wearing a black t-shirt speaks to me. She grabs back the bag from her hands and offers it to me.
I'm in love with their names.
"We don't know you, but still, you need to come with us. Here are clothes for you, we're leaving, the doctor told us you can go home and we will complete the remaining documents work. So go and get changed, hurry up girl!" Arabella says to me and turns me around.
They make me head to the bathroom while I'm trying to say something but they're not giving me any chance.
They shut the bathroom door on my face and I'm standing inside it with my arms on my sides holding the bag.
*
I got changed into a black mini bodycon skirt with a thin strap white top and jacket. This dress is cool but wearing it with a fractured hand and numerous bruises on the face just after coming out of hospital seems weird.
They dragged me out of there and made me sit in a grey-colored car which is being driven by Ara.
Why do I feel like I'm getting kidnapped?
I look at both of them sitting in the front seats of the car, turning the volume up of music. "How dare you change Mitski, play it again!" Darla shouts glaring at her.
"Shut up let me listen to Nirvana!" Ara shouts too.
"You know we both are the worst supporters of our band," Darla says calmly.
Ara rolls her eyes. "That's not true. We listen to our band too and you realize we've learned all of their songs word by word. We need more songs seriously" she replies.
"They said the new album is just going to relea-"
"Umm I'm sorry to interrupt but can anybody tell me where we're going?" I stop Darla to complete her sentence and she looks behind at me right into my eyes.
She grins, "We're going to where he told us to take you to" she says and turns back, dancing crazily on beats of music.
I'm officially going mad. "And who is HE here?" I ask again.
She doesn't turn back and shouts joyfully, "Neville!".
"Bitch, turn the volume low! And Elara, you don't need to worry, we're his friends. He was busy so he told us to pick you up and take you to his apartment where everybody is waiting for us" Ara says smilingly, her eyes glimpses at me through the rearview mirror for a few seconds.
"By the way how are you feeling right now?" Ara asks.
I don't know what to answer. "Besides I don't remember anything of my past, losing my whole family in that car accident, picked up by two strangers not knowing where I'm going, I feel like jumping off the cliff" I say and she suddenly stops the car as our body shifts forward from the seats.
"What the heck-" Darla mumbles and removes the hairs which are shattered all over her face.
Ara stops the music and looks at me again, she's serious right now, "We're sorry, we didn't know and-"
"Hey it's okay, I don't even remember them..." I say and smile sadly. I don't know if it's a curse or a blessing.
They both are staring at me with a sympathetic look on their faces, it's getting awkward, I need to change the subject, "But why is he, I mean Neville, doing that? We could have talked in hospital but he didn't talk to me straight there, he was busy ignoring me..." I say quietly and look outside the car window, we're driving through the city streets, several houses blocking the way of sunlight towards the car.
The car stops in front of a huge building. They both open the doors of the car, I unlock it too and step outside the car. "Please don't mind him, he was drunk" Darla says to me and smiles.
We enter the building. These walls, these designs, everything about this building screams rich and lavish. We used the elevator and ended up in front of a door. 'Number 13' I read the number plate on the door in mind when Darla rings the doorbell, we wait.
"We need to hurry, I've booked myself a hotel for which I need to leave earl-"
"I don't think you should live alone in this condition" Ara turns her face back and say looking at my hand.
Before I could reply to something, the door gets opened. "Hey," the guy says to me.
I smile. "You took forever opening the door" Ara mumbles annoyingly and we enter inside.
Behind me, the guy who opened the door, shut it back and glances at me with a soft smile on his face. "I'm Erin," he says, dark curls tumbling over his face, masking his piercing eyes, he has a few small exquisite tattoos on his arms and the spark inside his hazel eyes are the prettiest.
"You?!" I hear somebody exclaiming from behind, I turn around and stare at a blonde-haired tall guy looking at me shocked, "You are the crazy girl who barged into my getup room during the concert wearing just a swimsuit, aren't you?"
He just told me what?
That's disgusting, "Excuse me?" I lift my eyebrows at him.
"This is how you welcome somebody in your home?!" Erin shouts at him, coming forward from behind.
"Bro she seems similar to the girl who attended the whole concert just wearing a swimsuit two days ago, besides she entered my changing room with four security guards running behind her to catch. She was crazy! It was you, wasn't you?" he asks me again and I feel my blood boiling.
I don't even know him, how dare he talk shit about me as such. "First of all, I was in hospital admitted for last three days. And the second thing, I wouldn't do anything like that!" I shout at him.
Darla comes near me and takes my hand, she makes me sit on the couch beside her. "Leo I swear if you ever talk to her like that again, I will kick you out of this apartment!" she says to him.
So his name is Leo?
I pick up the glass of water she brought for me. I look around the apartment, this hall is so huge, it's well maintained too. I can see the balcony which is closed by large glass doors, covered by curtains. There are two more doors that seem like entrances to bedrooms. Most of the things here are the shades of color grey, black and white.
Erin sits on the couch in front of me and starts to work on his iMac. "He said he will be here shortly, and then we will leave for practice. He doesn't let us rest even on Sundays" Leo clamors and sit beside Erin.
"Not his fault, Cara must have extended the time" Erin responds to him, while I'm just sitting here. I don't know what I'm doing here.
Right now I should be driving to the hotel I've booked, or else it will be dark outside. Darla gets up and walks away taking out her mobile, I guess she got a call. Ara isn't here either, she went directly to the kitchen, now it's just me and these two guys here.
They all are behaving like it's typical for them to have a patient in their house literally picked up from the hospital.
"May I know when Neville is arriving here?" I ask, I wonder this time he would talk to me or not, maybe he's still tipsy?
They both look at me expressionless, "We were talking about him" Leo says.
Of what practice they're talking about? Looking at their lifestyle and personality, they don't look like they're ordinary job workers.
Leo starts to take off his jacket, his white t-shirt beneath him exposing his muscles and his wide tattooed arms. His brown eyes swarmed at me and zoomed like a camera lens when he notices me staring at him.
I jerk my face away as suddenly I feel my mobile vibrating. I take it out from my side pocket and read the contact name, Uncle James. I pick up the call, "Hey Uncle" I say.
"Hello, how's you, and where are you right now? Have you got discharged from the hospital?" he asks.
"I-"
"Did you take my cigarette's packet from my jacket?!" Leo shouts at Erin and I stop.
"You know I don't even smoke, why the hell would I-" Erin stops talking looking at me holding my mobile with my hand covering its microphone tightly but I don't think it helped. I give them death glares and they purse their lips in a thin line.
