(Intro)
‘Hey, leon; hey’ Michael, a 17 yr old male with a small goat beard with blue eyes and at least 6 foot woke me up shaking my sides to get my attention , feeling buzzed from at least 3 A.M from sleeping. I moaned with the musk of my mouth scent and with a side drool as I wiped myself, then slowly paying attention to ___. I coughed and sniff to get the extra mucus out from the outer ring of my nose and gazed at him with a drowsy look.
‘ugh, wh-what is Michael? It’s th-three in 3 in the-‘ he jumped on my bed, grabbed the remote inayofuata to me ant turned on the channel news 14, bright and loud how it was effecting my eyes and ears while I covered my hand from the beam of light. The channel was on the news with a female twitching on the floor and the ambulance, magari ya wagonjwa holding her tightly from being free, as if she was possessed as they tried to restrain her, all she did was holding onto the men and screaming.
‘The fucks goin-‘
‘SHH!!’ he interrupted me. ‘Keep watching.
Slowly I moved my hand away from my hand and looked at the TV. ___ muted the volume.
‘Dude, that’s in the city.’ He told me with a breaking voice. ‘This doesn’t seem right..’
‘It’s just a girl drunk, feeling in mix emotions; probably on her period.. au both.’ I snatched the TV remote away from his hand and turned it off and switching on the lamp light near me.
‘Well good thing wewe woke me up , 15 dakika left to get ready to go to work-‘
‘Don’t wewe know who was that??’ he interrupted once again as I opened the sliding door to my closet. He stared at me with a serious face; he never uses those kinds of faces unless it was something that meant for him to find out.
I glared at him one zaidi time after putting on my leather jacket, then slowly walking towards him with the remote on my hand turning back on the TV just to see who the female was, It first creped me out how it was still going on but the camera zoomed into her face, but then it slowly hit me… the blood on my body turned and run through my body like ice.
‘It’s Melissa.. the girl from work.. no that can’t be her is it?’ I questioned as Phillip just glared at me with the shock still in his eyes.
‘Leon, she looks dead I mean; her skin color is fading and her veins are almost showing… her hair almost falling apart.’ He kept on examining Melissa.
‘I could hardly recognize her’ I whispered. I didn’t know much about Melissa but the only thing I know was she was my working partner out from the city inayofuata through a small town. We worked in a small building holding chemicals and just mainly dumping them down the waste so it wouldn’t affect our water systems so they wouldn’t blame the company... Again.
‘Well, what did the reporters say about her?’ I questioned Phillip. Suddenly a bang on the front door surprised us after hearing a large boom from the T.V set. A small market had just blowned up; a man! Bursted into flames as he jumped out from the inside of the market rolling from the ground screaming.
‘Oh shit..’ Phillip with a shock in his eyes was surprised, the flames rising and people screaming and rolling around.
‘Phillip turn off the T.V’ I told him as I was rushing downstairs to get the doorknob. As I barely twisted the knobbed Jonathan, an italian23 mwaka old about 5’8 inches tall pressed on the door hard and knocked me down. He rapidly stood up and locked the door with a gun in his hand.
‘Hey, hujambo Leon.’ He spoke with a stutter, he ran besides through the living room and locked the windows.
He dashed towards me and grabbed my hand and quickly tugged me upward. i stepped backa bit and just stared at him.
'The hell is wrong with wewe Jonathan' I questioned.
suprisingly i raised my chin up and had a feeling... that troubled smell.
'Do wewe have any cotton balls, any patches? alcohal?!' slowly jonathan came towards me with an unusual mood he was in. slowly i went up to him and held his chest, patting it slowly while shaking.
'Everythings ok in here, though what's going on with wewe jonathan..' i told him softly.
his eyes throbbled and veins; a bunch of 'em were popping out when suddenly a bila mpangilio noise; a glass door cracked from behind.. randomly jonathan pushed me kwa the side, landing on my left side of my body....
‘Hey, leon; hey’ Michael, a 17 yr old male with a small goat beard with blue eyes and at least 6 foot woke me up shaking my sides to get my attention , feeling buzzed from at least 3 A.M from sleeping. I moaned with the musk of my mouth scent and with a side drool as I wiped myself, then slowly paying attention to ___. I coughed and sniff to get the extra mucus out from the outer ring of my nose and gazed at him with a drowsy look.
‘ugh, wh-what is Michael? It’s th-three in 3 in the-‘ he jumped on my bed, grabbed the remote inayofuata to me ant turned on the channel news 14, bright and loud how it was effecting my eyes and ears while I covered my hand from the beam of light. The channel was on the news with a female twitching on the floor and the ambulance, magari ya wagonjwa holding her tightly from being free, as if she was possessed as they tried to restrain her, all she did was holding onto the men and screaming.
‘The fucks goin-‘
‘SHH!!’ he interrupted me. ‘Keep watching.
Slowly I moved my hand away from my hand and looked at the TV. ___ muted the volume.
‘Dude, that’s in the city.’ He told me with a breaking voice. ‘This doesn’t seem right..’
‘It’s just a girl drunk, feeling in mix emotions; probably on her period.. au both.’ I snatched the TV remote away from his hand and turned it off and switching on the lamp light near me.
‘Well good thing wewe woke me up , 15 dakika left to get ready to go to work-‘
‘Don’t wewe know who was that??’ he interrupted once again as I opened the sliding door to my closet. He stared at me with a serious face; he never uses those kinds of faces unless it was something that meant for him to find out.
I glared at him one zaidi time after putting on my leather jacket, then slowly walking towards him with the remote on my hand turning back on the TV just to see who the female was, It first creped me out how it was still going on but the camera zoomed into her face, but then it slowly hit me… the blood on my body turned and run through my body like ice.
‘It’s Melissa.. the girl from work.. no that can’t be her is it?’ I questioned as Phillip just glared at me with the shock still in his eyes.
‘Leon, she looks dead I mean; her skin color is fading and her veins are almost showing… her hair almost falling apart.’ He kept on examining Melissa.
‘I could hardly recognize her’ I whispered. I didn’t know much about Melissa but the only thing I know was she was my working partner out from the city inayofuata through a small town. We worked in a small building holding chemicals and just mainly dumping them down the waste so it wouldn’t affect our water systems so they wouldn’t blame the company... Again.
‘Well, what did the reporters say about her?’ I questioned Phillip. Suddenly a bang on the front door surprised us after hearing a large boom from the T.V set. A small market had just blowned up; a man! Bursted into flames as he jumped out from the inside of the market rolling from the ground screaming.
‘Oh shit..’ Phillip with a shock in his eyes was surprised, the flames rising and people screaming and rolling around.
‘Phillip turn off the T.V’ I told him as I was rushing downstairs to get the doorknob. As I barely twisted the knobbed Jonathan, an italian23 mwaka old about 5’8 inches tall pressed on the door hard and knocked me down. He rapidly stood up and locked the door with a gun in his hand.
‘Hey, hujambo Leon.’ He spoke with a stutter, he ran besides through the living room and locked the windows.
He dashed towards me and grabbed my hand and quickly tugged me upward. i stepped backa bit and just stared at him.
'The hell is wrong with wewe Jonathan' I questioned.
suprisingly i raised my chin up and had a feeling... that troubled smell.
'Do wewe have any cotton balls, any patches? alcohal?!' slowly jonathan came towards me with an unusual mood he was in. slowly i went up to him and held his chest, patting it slowly while shaking.
'Everythings ok in here, though what's going on with wewe jonathan..' i told him softly.
his eyes throbbled and veins; a bunch of 'em were popping out when suddenly a bila mpangilio noise; a glass door cracked from behind.. randomly jonathan pushed me kwa the side, landing on my left side of my body....
