She moved away from the punch bag and groaned when she felt that unbearable pain on her waist.
"Ah!!"
Her hand was on the side of her waist, her eyes shut.
Damn it! She was overstressing herself again.
She leaped towards a seat and plonked on it, releasing a deep breath. She also couldn't explain the light cramps she's been feeling - cramps that made her feel her monthly flow was around the corner.
She rested her head on the head of the couch next to her and went into a light slumber.
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"Octavia? Octavia?" She heard her name
together with a tap, and slowly, her bleary eyes went open.
It was Leo.
"Goodness; you're sleeping? Again?" He
scoffed and she forced herself to sit up, itching her nape.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Leo. I just feel really tired" one could tell from the sound of her voice, that she was really unwell.
"You need some rest. Today's session is over" he said and assisted her in standing.
"Thank you" she muttered.
"Um... Octavia" he called and cleared his throat a bit, and she turned to look at him.
"Would you be chanced to...have dinner with me? You know, when you're done resting?" He asked with a little smile on his lips.
Oh! That'd be the second time such thing would be happening between both of them.
"Yeah... I think so" she answered with a shrug, and his eyes beamed more brightly.
"Okay then. Thanks. I'l be waiting" he winked at her and she turned around and left.
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As she walked back to her room, her eyes caught the sight of one of the
Master's cars - Khalid.
He wasn't in the car, but it just reminded her of him.
Would it be funny to say she hadn't seen the Master in more than three weeks?
And for the first week, they had only met once during her signing.
Yeah; Octavia couldn't really understand what was going on or why the Master had chosen to avoid her over the month.
Since the last involvement with Master Zack, he changed.
He stopped calling to have s*x with her, he didn't interfere in any of her issues, and she seriously couldn't understand it.
Did she do something wrong? What really happened between him and Zack that made Zack leave her alone?
Oh! She was so curious and disturbed.
And Becca - Well, she's been out of the clan for about a month now - said she needed a break, and Octavia had no idea
if she'd be coming back or not. Well, to be frank, she wish she doesn't.
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She finaly got to her room and the first thought on her mind was lying on the bed.
She was terribly hungry as well, but the
dizziness was extreme and she needed to tend to it first.
But before then, she spotted something on her wadrobe.
Oh, damn! The drawing.
She rushed to it and picked it up immediately. How the hell could she forget it on the wardrobe? What if Mica had seen it? Gosh!
She opened it slowly and a little sigh escaped her lips when she saw the Master's face in her hand. She couldn't believe she still hadn't gotten the opportunity to give the drawing to him since then.
She moved her hand around the surface,
imagining what it'd have been like, giving the drawing to him - his reaction; what he'd say.
She smiled ruefully and folded it back on, going to keep it hidden in her bag.
Then, she climbed onto the bed and gave way to the overwhelming dizziness that's been pestering her.
And as her eyes closed up in sleep, she
concluded to herself - she missed being with the Master.
Octavia was into her very deep slumber when she felt a hand tap her repeatedly.
"Mmh" she grumbled and turned uncomfortably on the bed.
It was Mica.
"Hey, Octavia. Wake up" she said in a husky whisper and continued taping her repeatedly.
"What is it, Mica? Let me be" she mumbled drowsily, not getting enough of the sleep.
"Seriously, Octavia? Wake up now, will you? You've been sleeping for too long already".
"What do you mean too long? It isn't upto 30 minutes yet".
"Really? I've been home for more than 2 hours now and you've been sleeping since then. So, get up".
Octavia felt her head spin. 2 hours??
The knowledge seeemed to chase the sleep away as she forcefully sat up.
How could she sleep that long? 2 good
hours?
Goodness?
She sighed and placed her hand on her
forehead.
"How're you feeling now?" Mica asked as she sat close to her and touched her neck, trying to feel her temperature.
"I'm..."
"Woah? Your temperature's getting hotter, Octavia. Why're you becoming this sick?" Mica flinched and Octavia just sighed despodently.
She hated feeling sick; hated looking weak.
"But Leo has been tending to you, right? How come you're not getting any better?"
"Don't worry about me, Mica. I'll be fine. It's um.. it's probably the change of weather".
Mica stared at her with an unsatisfied look, noticing the weight gain.
"Try your best to get better, Octavia. You know we'll be leaving for camp soon and everyone's expected to be healthy. There'd be no room for excuses" Mica said but Octavia gave no reply.
Next, she lifted a bag from the floor and kept it on the bed in front of Octavia.
"Here. Got you the french fries" she told her.
"Huh?" Octavia peeped into the bag
"Um...You shouldn't have bothered. I don't want it anymore".
"What?" Mica's eyes dimmed. "What do you mean, Octavia? You kept pestering me to get you the french fries on my way home. Do you know how far I had to go to get this?"
"Well, I'm... I'm sorry. I just don't have an appetite for it anymore. I'I... I'Il just get something to eat from the kitchen. Excuse me" she stood up from the bed and left the room.
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She got into the kitchen and met Paula with one other lady, busy as usual.
"Hey, blue eyes" she winked at her as she walked in.
"Hi" Octavia smiled lightly.
Well, over the weeks, they've grown to be more fond of each other.
"Hungry again? Should I give you your
preference?"
"Yeah. Thanks".
Paula quickly heat up what she had been enjoying most for the past few days - Brunswick stew.
And as Octavia collected it from her, she felt sone kind of excitement, Iike one she had never felt in a long time. Oh!
She couldn't wait to devour it.
She found a place to sit and started eating immediately.
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When she was done from the kitchen, she returned to her room but couldn't find Mica in.
She took her bath and laid on the bed to resume sleeping.
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To be continued!