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CHAPTER 9

I stood there, shocked and blur. I felt a stinging pain on my waist. I groaned and lifted my shirt. A random piece of glass was sticking out of my body. I pulled out the glass. As soon as it was out, blood started to gush. I covered it with my hand and ran away from the burning flames. Then I heard a faint scream.

Soon, the fire fighters and the police arrived at the scene, everything was hectic. I watch in a distance as people gathered around the alley throwing questions out at each other. Just then a woman screamed out her lungs hysterically and started to cry. Her sobs could be heard from where I was.

"BENJAMIN! BENJAMIN!" she cried. A body was brought out on a stretcher. He had burns all over this body and he was barely breathing. The woman whom I assume was his mother ran to him panicky. Everybody else just watched and prayed for the little boy's life.

The paramedics took charge over him and gave him CPR and it wasn't working. After a hundred times trying, they gave up. The paramedic shook his head at the woman and she burst out.

"No… OH GOD NO!! WHAT AM I GOING TO TELL HIM??!!" she screamed.

"My husband, HE'S GONNA KILL ME" she cried out louder. A random person came to her and lends her his shoulders, sharing the pain.

I turned away from the scene and head to my bike. My heart raced and I felt like a heavy weight falling on my shoulders.

*****

Cloe got home, feeling sick and weak. She got trembled herself into the house. Luckily, everyone was already asleep. She poured herself a glass of water and had it down her throat in one gulp. At least, the shock has gone.

On the way to her room, she saw the balcony door open and the curtains were swaying at the presence of the wind. The sweet scent of cigar filled the air.

A figure was leaning towards the railing and was puffing out smoke. He suddenly realized the presence of a person and quickly looked back over his shoulders.

"Hey" he said.

"Hey. Had a good night?" Cloe headed to him.

"Yeah." He said blankly.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Your cat won't stop bugging me." Cloe looked confused but then she was distracted by a 'meow'. A grey furred cat came out from the shadows. Oh she murmured. How could she forget her own cat?

Cloe bent down to pick her cat, when she got up, Tom was standing in front of her. She looked straight at him and said "What's wrong?"

Tom scanned her from head to toe replied "Nothing. See ya in the morning shawty." He gave her a smile and went to his room.

Cloe didn't debate; she was more or less confused on what he just said. With her cat in her arms, she closed the door and went in her room. Her cat hopped down and jumped on the bed and rested itself on one pillow.

"I smell like ash" Cloe groaned to herself, taking off her clothes and rinse her body.

Instead of turning the air-cond on, she opened the window and let the breeze help her sleep. After that, she turned on the anti-mosquito repellent and crawled onto the bed.

Facing the ceiling, she thought about the poor woman. What was going to happen to her? Why was 'he' going to kill her like she said? Questions ran inside her head. She gave up and sighed. She's going to have to write a report about it and there's a risk of suspension. She was not ready for that.

The cat's soft purr soothed her mind. Her cat sleeps with her every night so that tends to happen. It was like a lullaby to her whenever she has trouble sleeping.

With that, she closed her eyes, cleared her mind and drifted off.

****

The next morning Cloe woke up feeling fresh. It was weird for some reason because she had slept late. She looked at her clock and it was 6.30 a.m. she thought of going back to sleep because the sun wasn't up yet but she couldn't.

She slipped out of her comfy bed and head to the toilet to brush her teeth. Cloe opened her closet and took out a knee-length track pants and a tee.

She tied her short hair up and giggled herself. Her hair was like a blusher brush when it's up. She had her iPod on a strap around her arm.

After a glass of warm milk, she put on her running shoes and went out for a jog.

Gustav was the first one to wake up among the four. After he had freshened up, he climbed down the stairs. He opened the sliding door and stepped out to the porch. Not bothering to put on his slippers he stepped on the cold morning grass.

The grass was filled with morning dew drops making it slightly wet. He walked to the middle of the yard and took a deep breath. Then, he went back in.

A cat meowed to his surprise and he looked down to his feet. A grey colored cat with blue eyes stared at him. It wanted something from him. The cat meowed another time and walked in another direction.

Gustav followed the cat for some reason and it led him into the kitchen. The cat stopped beside its food bowl and there was a bottle of cat food beside it. Gustav understood and opened the lid.

He put two scoops of cat food into the bowl and the cat ate happily. Just as he stood up, Cloe came in through the kitchen door.

"Oh, you're up. Good morning" she said putting a paper bag on the counter.

"Morning" Gustav replied. "What's that?" he asked curiously looking at the bag.

"Breakfast." Cloe answered while rinsing her now soapy hands. "Are the others awake yet?"

"Nein. I'm the only one who wakes up at this hour." He said.

"Oh, then last night's party must be something huh?"

"Well, probably, for them maybe. It was just the same for me. Or maybe I'm just uhh.. boring" Cloe laughed at his little confession and then mumbled something language that Gustav couldn't understand.

Right after that, Georg entered with a yawn. "You just woke up and you're sleepy again?" Cloe said turning on the switch for the water to boil.

"If that's how you greet people in the morning then, good morning to you too" Georg said sarcastically.

Just then, Bill came in shouting "Good Morning everyone!" and made the cat scream in pain when he accidently stepped on its tail. "Gasp! Oh my gosh! Sorry kitty!" he bent down to stroke the cats tail to make it better but the cat hissed and turned away.

"I said I was sorry. Your cat is unfriendly" he complained.

"Whatever," Cloe laughed. She took out a plate from the cupboard and put the food in. "Coffee or tea?" she asked taking out a variety of tea bags and coffee.

"Tea is fine with me" Gustav said and Georg agreeing with him. "Yup me too" Tom said. Cloe turned to Bill "Coffee honey, coffee."

"Okay, three cups of tea and a cup of coffee coming right up" She sounded like a waitress. When she was done, she gave each of them their drinks and joined them at the table.

Bill took a sip of his coffee "Wow that's thick" he said rolling his tongue in his mouth.

"That's local coffee. It's not thick but bitter. We like it that way cause it keeps us wide awake" Cloe explained.

"I think Asian girls have issues" Tom change the topic in a sudden. Mostly it's because he doesn't want to talk about coffee or anything related to it and he was still annoyed about last night.

"Excuse me?" Cloe sounded annoyed.

"Don't mind him. He didn't have any luck last night at the club" Bill said.

"Didn't get lucky? For what- oh, I get it." Then there was a moment of pause. "OH MY GOD" she burst. "You do that?" she said in disbelieve.

"Took you long enough to figure it out" Tom said.

"Well Tomi boy, here girls are more different. We are more independent and more focused on our goals" she said proudly.

"Can't you focus on me?" he sounded more annoying now.

"Uhh.. that depends" she couldn't believe that a guy could be so vain. Cloe got a feeling that this boy is going to get on her nerves sooner or later.

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