Katerina woke up in a daze. The light beaming through the window hit her eyes, making her grab a pillow to cover her face. She moved around trying to find a comfortable spot, but only felt sore.
As she moved around the bed, she seemed to realize something.
Where am I? She thought as she looked around the room.
Finding herself in a strange luxurious room with no one around her, she let out big sigh. Well, now I've done it.
She recalled the events that happened before she went unconscious.
After discovering her father was marrying for the fifth time, and announcing it to the whole family on the anniversary of her mother's death. She grabbed her keys and left the mansion, so that her brother could battled it out with her father without implicating her.
It wasn't that she was happy with the situation. She felt a bit frustrated by the whole thing. Her father was getting more unrestrained with each passing day. Not caring about the family's reputation, spending money without care, and having multiple mistress throughout the country.
She couldn't even begin to imagine how many half-siblings were gonna be demanding money after his death. Luckily, her brother was a strong minded individual, and was slowly taking control over the company. Thanks to him she was never uncertain about her future. So she never really bothered with her father.
She felt his attitude annoying and found it tedious to deal with him and her brother while they fought. So, as soon as they started fighting she grabbed her keys and left the mansion.
That wasn't something she regretted, she had bailed out on them too many times to count on one finger. She regretted having drunk before she left.
She recalled driving to a bar and her mind going blank after that.
She looked around the spacious room, that was finely decorated, and a single thought came to her mind- Did I just have a one night stand with strange person. My brother's gonna be furious when he finds out.
She massaged her temples not wanting to think about the sermon that was waiting for her. She instead looked at the decorations to figure out if she slept with a man or a woman.
Katerina wasn't the type of person who liked to label herself. When she saw someone she liked she simply went for it. She felt as if life was too short, and she didn't need to restrict herself.
Therefore, she carefully checked the room to see what kind of cutie took her home. As she looked around, a dreadful feeling spread inside her.
The apartment wasn't you're typical bachelor's man cave nor was it your typical I'm a single woman who feels good about herself.
The room was decorated with cool neutral colors, and held both masculine and feminine aspects. It looked like it was professionally decorated to be the ideal space for a couple.
Katerina, held her face in her hand and held in the impulse to yell. Although she felt as if she could love anyone she wanted, she wasn't necessarily keen on wrecking relationships for her own pleasure.
Haha. By the looks of it, this place belongs to a very rich couple. When the other partner finds out that I wrecked their marriage, they're definitely going to get revenge. I'll definitely be called a home-wrecker.
My brother will be furious and probably disown me. He'll probably make me live in one of those homes for social outcasts like pregnant teens, mentally unstable people, or people accused of being a threat to themselves by their family. He'll be furious.
'He won't be furious with you,' a voice suddenly resonated in her head.
"Who's there?" She asked as she looked around the hospital room not seeing anyone.
'I'm inside your head,' said the voice as she truly felt that it was someone speaking inside her head.
Suddenly, a bright smiled spread across her seductive lips. Fuck, and now I've gone crazy. Haha. Brother will definitely get rid of me now. Haha.
A crazy home-wrecker? Yep! A perfect headline.
'You won't be needing any sort of therapy, nor is your brother going to be angry at you. You're dead,' said the voice in her head.
"I'm dead? On the inside? Sure, I am. But right now I feel very much alive," she said as she reclined back and began to plan which days she was gonna be sent to a therapist. Brother, is definitely cold hearted enough to get rid of me in a heartbeat, but if I beg and cry a little he'll definitely let me off the hook. But, he will have me go see a psychiatrist.
I have Saturdays free, but are any clinics opened during the weekend?
'You are dead, lo..'
"You are annoying. If you're gonna be speaking every five minutes, I'm actually gonna have to be institutionalized. Shut up for me, okay?"
'Look at your body!,' the voice got annoyed and yelled out. Katerina was rolling her eyes as she was about to fight it but suddenly caught sight of her feet. They weren't hers.
Katerina's body suddenly became cold and her heartbeat accelerated, but she still had to maintain clarity. She moved her toes up and down, as a dreadful feeling came over her. Fuck, fuck, fuck, what's happening? Fuck.
She looked at her arms and started touching her body, while cursing in her mind. FUCK!
Her beautiful bronze skin was replaced with a white healthy color. She was so scared and creeped out that she didn't have time to check out how cute and soft she was.
My body! Ahh! This is not my body. Fuck, fuck! Fuck! Brother! This is creepy, she thought as she started moving nervously and rocking her body up and down to try and find some comfort.
She looked like a victim who just went through a very traumatic experience.
'Maybe this was a mistake after all,' said the voice with a deep sigh. Reminding Katerina that she had it, to her answers.
She stopped rocking her body and her panic look was replaced with a serious one. Although, if you looked closely you could see the nervousness in her eyes.
"Explain," she said very coldly.