Chapter 2 Two

Miranda's P.O.V

The girls and I were having a good time with some guys that came to have a drink with us when we saw the waiter running towards our direction.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he gestured us to follow him.

"Do excuse us". We pleaded with the gentlemen who nodded and told us to take our time.

We followed the waiter as we kept asking him questions but he kept quiet and led the way to the room. He opened it and gestured us to come in which we did only to find Chelsea lying unconscious on the bed.

"what the hell happened in here?? what did you do with our friend?" Sophie asked the guy holding him by his shirt. I climbed the bed inspecting Chelsea's body in case there has been any struggle or anything but I found nothing on her .

"what happened?" I asked the guy who was shaking with fear.

He took a long time to speak up maybe because this is is first time he's experiencing this. "I do not know... she just finished giving me fellatio which I so much enjoyed...we were about going to the next step when I noticed she was holding her head". He paused to grab his breath. "I asked her if she was ok and she said yes. I was about touching her when she started screaming, holding her head and before I knew it, she fainted".

I looked at the girls since we have experienced this before we knew not to hold the young man responsible. "It is fine, we will take it from here".

"Is there anything I can do to help???". He asked and Tessa looked at him curiously.

"Do not tell me you are in love with her". Tessa said as the waiter shyly played with his hair. We all chuckled as he admitted to have a string of affection for her.

Sophie left his shirt and held his shoulder. "The only thing you can do to help us is to keep quiet about this, is that understood?".

He nodded as he gave Tessa some money. "Just in case there is anything you need to get for her". Tessa gratefully collected the money as the waiter opened the door and was about to leave.

"um...we didn't get your name". I said as he smiled.

"My name is Michael". He winked at us and left.

We focused our attention back on our friend. We do not understand what is going on with her. This is not the first time she becomes unconscious after performing an act or even screaming. She does that every time a guy wants to have sex with her. This behavior of hers made us lose lots of money but the thing is we cannot leave her. Actually I cannot leave her because I love her.

Tessa dropped the money angrily on the bed. "I do not understand what is going on with Chelsea. What do you think is wrong with her Mira?". I shook my head since I am as confused as they are.

We waited patiently, thinking of what to do when we heard a moan coming out from her.

Chelsea holds her head while gradually opening her eyes. "What happened??". She asked as I helped her sit up.

"You became unconscious...again". Sophie said as she moved closer to Chelsea. "Is there anything you are not telling us?"

"Anything at all that can be of help in order to trace where all of this is coming from". Sophie added as I nodded my head.

Chelsea shook her head since she could not understand what's happening to her either. "I think I should go home and rest".

"But we are not done here. We just met some handsome guys that will you know rock us this night...I do not want to leave yet". Tessa said as Sophie nodded in agreement.

"I do not want to leave either". I said as Chelsea got down and fix herself up.

"You girls do not need to come with me...I will be fine" and with that she left.

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Chelsea's P.O.V

I walked gently down the stairs only to find the waiter staring at me. I do not want to talk to him. I am sure he sees me as one crazy lady who goes unconscious when it is time for sex. I ran out of the hotel as I tried to call for a cab to take me home. Thankfully, a cab stopped right in front of me. As I was about entering the cab, I saw him running towards me. I ordered the driver to drive which he did before the waiter guy could get to the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief as the memories of the waiter and I came flashing back. "I do not even get his name". I thought to myself as I rested a while.

'what exactly could be wrong with me?? why do I get unconscious when I want to have sex? why do I scream?? what exactly is going on with me?' These thoughts keep coming into my mind as I dwelled on each thoughts. 'Could it be my because of the woman I see in my dream?' or because of the man I see in my dream? Both of them are always claiming me. The question is, who exactly do I belong to??'.

"Miss". I felt a hand tap me as pushed my thoughts away. "We are here". The driver said as I paid him and got down of his cab.

My phone buzzed as I opened the text, it was from Miranda, asking if I was ok and I got one also from an unknown number asking why did I run away. I looked at the last message and started pondering on who it could really be then it hits me. It's the waiter guy. I texted him a message requesting for his name and he replied back.

"Michael". I said as I smiled. I put my phone back into my bag, walking into the house only for a slap to land on my face when I opened the door.

"Did you just slap me?" I asked holding my cheek that is really burning up. "What right do you have to raise your filthy hands on me?".

"I am your mother and I have every right". I heard her say as she looked at me. "Just take a good look at yourself, who is fooling you that you look beautiful dressed like a prostitute. I regret the day I gave birth to you".

I laughed as I folded my arms in front of me. "Good thing we both regret having each other". And with that, I hissed and went into my room where I jumped on the bed. I became feeling sleepy, I didn't even know when I slept off.

!!Vision!!

*My daughter, what are you doing to yourself?? Are you trying to destroy what I have created for you? This is not the life I chose for you, you are going the wrong way. Come back to me my daughter.* and with that I woke up, looking at my room but what was I looking for? I was looking for the person that spoke to me. His voice was so gentle and calm and it sounded like many waters. He sounded sad but I could feel He cares for me.

I have been hearing strange voices but who or what they are remains mystery to me. Who am I going to look up to?. I fell back on the bed and watch nature take me away.