Before we could go any further a hand pulled me back with great force putting space between i and him. 'I am sure she must have exhausted all her energy as well as on countless tries to make me budge cause, I caught her out of breath.' A correct timely intervention that was.
It was none other than the ever in batter ... kish! This time her interference was on the dot. 'I had thought she was in the kitchen finishing up what I left. How did she get here and when?' I pondered.
Kisha was already between us calling for seize fire before I even became conscious, most especially apologizing to the guy. She asked me nicely to go to the kitchen and I didn't need a second plead to step out of there, for i was at the very edge. Just a slight touch of the tiny finger and I'd explode. That moment, I wished; I was flash. A comic series where the hero has a fast pace ability.
-- A carried over conflict. The first meet in this life time, things were set in motion for a revisit of the past life. To break or carry on.--
She knew how it got when I was pissed so was gentle. I had strength! too much, I would say for a female. The earlier adrenaline rush invigorated me more somehow, I can feel it inside of me. There was a change. A power filled one. I never run from fights instead, I man up to whomever brings it on, irrespective of age , gender, heights or size. However, I'd rather pull on my restraints. Although, I am yet to meet my match anyways. This particular incident truly did feel like it but was interrupted. Kisha was well aware there was no retreat in my dictionary in spite of the Towery figure standing before me.
Capabilities comes not in body forms. Fear did i know not! and had never known.
I stuck the pen and notepad into kish's hands with force which sent her sliding backwards.
"Damn! Girl." I heard her exclaim without turning. It took her a good amount of gravitational force plus firmed footing to still keep standing; not in the same spot though. I heard her faintly apologizing again on my behalf. I am sure to make credible the statement.... "The customer is always right." As if I asked her to.
The customer is always right my foot! ' I thought angrily.' As i rushed out of that ambient for the fire lit inside was brimming hot red now, which mysteriously manifested in the flesh. I was feeling extreme heat and would have appreciated being raid of my garments but couldn't considering my Location.
Locating the freezer was done in minutes, accessing some ice cubes was achieved with less time. It was as if I had acquired flash powers, as I wished! I was him earlier. If I didn't also know any better, that I was just an ordinary girl? I might have believed I utilized magic within that brief. I munched down on them hard cubes without difficulty like a sponge cake in an attempt to cool down inside for it felt as though I was burning in there and could turn into ash any moment. My eyes? Worse! My head felt way too heavy to carry.
I was propped on the counter surface near the freezer in a daze barely standing on my feet fighting to maintain consciousness. With a few deep breaths and a surreptitious voice inside my head resounding
'With feeling in your soul! Connect to mother nature, walk down the quiet peaceful paths of the calm breeze; welcoming serenity in chaos within.'
Focusing on the voice I felt a ring of colours reverberating from my head to my toes and with every round up which flowed from above to below me with a wash of cool air over me, I became calmed.
"What just happened?" I wondered alone.
I am a perfectly collected person with a long stick of endurance. I am also a porous soil, it takes a great deal of efforts to get on my hard nerves. If not so? kish would have been broken into many pieces by now! as well as countless times past. So how did I lose my cool with this client at a snap?
Shockingly, I don't even know him from Adam! for me to say we had an unsettled grudge igniting the current Misunderstanding. "Old malice! they say, is the quickest surety to lighting a present day fight fire." Or am I quoting it all wrong?
Anyways, this is unlikely of me! What would my parents think of me? If they were present or they heard of this incident; which they will eventually get to know. Kish is anything but a gossip. However, the other employees? I can't vouch for them. Even if they didn't have the courage to go before them directly, one of them would tweet it to their hearing sooner than later. I feel ashamed at this conduct of mine but don't regret confronting the stranger; as a matter facts? I fell so good! I did. which baffles me! Those that could work me up to this extreme? Are familiar people who had, had it coming for a while like the almighty intrusive kish. Even so, no one could get me there! So how then did a total foreigner?
First, kish had to force me to attend to him. Secondly, I had a bad feeling about him. I probably should have listened to my instincts. Then the contentment in standing up to him. This is not right. It is either something is amiss or something is seriously wrong with me. I hope, i am not having mood swings or developing a hatred for the male species in respect to my abysmal experience involving them. I pray, I am not developing anti Male syndrome and need to see a shrink for that matter. I'd rather the earth opened up and swallowed me whole! than sit in another boring to death time snoozed session with a shrink again. If that bug of a girl! does not end up being the end of me? Then I don't know who will. The Genesis of all this chaos was from her.
"What was all that about?" Broke me out of my solitary mental confinement to behold the yet again nosy troublemaker, who needs no introduction; kish! Heavens help me! Talk or think of the devil ... right? Cliché! And he... No! She shall appear! Leaning at the door way with hands folded across her chest looking at me awkwardly.
"What is what?" I asked back pretentiously acting ignorant. I sincerely didn't want to get into it with her over this same confusing unpleasant happening because I know not the answers to what she might seek myself, but Kisha! is the stubborn fly that ends up in the grave with the corpse! When you tell her 'Don't go there, for it is scary!' You would hear 'Oh! Really? I am just coming from there!' She is simply irredeemable.
"If you had no interest, you could have just gone to render services and left it be! Did you have to go fight him? "she berated.
"Look who is talking?" I asked in amazement with a cold stare. "Ye ! Through whom temptations beseech thine! Self righteous bitch! When you started this in the first place. I didn't want to go initially remember?" I blame shifted. " Besides, that was the main intention. Go! Take his order! Serve him! Then get lost!" I stated categorically.
"So, what then changed?" She interrogated.
"Same shitty thing I have been asking my freaking self since I came in here! before you bat in. You instigator!" I complained with accusation.
"Well! if you care to know? "She began but I cut her off because, I was no longer interested in any schemes she had. Not that I was; n the fore anyway. She only forced my hands and look how it ended? A growl and gibberish!
"I don't! thanks." Yet this wouldn't prevent her from no matter what.
"Whatever! He left." Kisha spat out bluntly.
"T-h-a-n-k G-o-d!" I dragged out.
"Your last chance at acquiring a perfect man for yourself left! Gone with the wind." She lamented.
"Pssss!" I hissed at her statement unaffectedly. Is she running mad? Is he the only man in this universe? Mweetch! Bye to fucking bad energy!.
" Are you happy now?" She asked trying to make me guilty.
"You! Damn sure, I am!" Answering her enthusiastically.
"Hhmm! But for a while there, I thought you guys were getting along; you know? The eye hook on each other, I mean static like that for that long without any meaningful connection involved is weird! Don't you think?"
"No! I don't think so. Could be a mere coincident. Now you know! you thought wrong." I deflated the last tires under her hope.
"He left without even taking as much as water." She complained pitifully in favor of the nuisance of a guy. "Guess what?" She asked which I responded with an indifferent look. "Your face made him loose his appetite."
"Mmmgh? Good! I guess a spotless face is not meant for anybody." I responded pompously.
"Insane nerd." She name called me but it was my back case also cool with me and I received it with cynical gratitude.
"Aww! Thanks for the compliments!" I said, expressing it with a gentle one knee bend partially as royals did in the eighteenth century.
"You're not welcome!" She corresponded almost making me loose at the game of cheeky replies but I maintained my position as the leader. Call me petty? Touché! Typical me! I don't mind going full course dramatically.
"No need to be hun!" I high pitched arrogantly. Kish and I were like rivals seriously. We go to and fro on most discussions in a mutual setting not as in box it out like real time opposing rivals do in the arena with fisticuffs. Lethal verbal punches? Woohoo! Us.
"You lost and had to make the business suffer as well ha?"
"The guilt trip thing isn't working on me anymore madam. Come up with a better trick."
"You relentless stubborn fly. Will you ever give in?" Kisha questioned overwhelmed.
"Not until you do first." At her wit ends by my persistence. One would have thought she'd let go for another day but no! Not the speech hexed container. She looked into my eyes strangely wanton in silence for a while as if giving up only to pick at another topic like a foul picking corn off the ground. The former was never correctly digested before the next! Typical KISHA ARTHUR! That was just a side dish, to the main course. Lord have mercy!
"What was with you, with the speaking in tongues and glowy eyes thingy?"
"Come again?" asking for a repetition not because I didn't hear her the first time but because I had no idea what she was insinuating, specifically about the eye glow. I have a faint playback in memory of the Latin escaping my lips which still puzzles me but not the eye glow.
"You heard me precisely." she confirmed.
"To be sincere with you, I am as taken as yourself. I do remember alright, yet not clearly weird words coming out my gob a while back with an act of savagery with your 'perfect man' as the trigger.
But for the shine, glow or sparkle? See? My hands are up! Armpits? cleanly shaved! I have no idea ma'am ... you on your own." I guess that explains my stifling ache earlier. 'I thought at the back stages of my head but was not willing to share with my interrogator.'
"Are you saying I am delusional? " Was the next speech that followed my heartfelt explanation. As if she wasn't in the first place! However, I was in no mood for that. Oh! No! not another episode with a hyper sensitive person. I have had it to my neck for today! This day is officially going into my diary as the worst day of my life! I just feel like breaking down and crying it all out ugly right now, God! What should a tormented soul do to have a small room of peaceful respite for once! for a change! Why are they putting my mouth in the wrong? When I am being sincere.
"Nope! I didn't." I defended.
"But I Know what I saw!" she insisted.
"Seriously kish! Not now please. I feel kind of weak all of a sudden."
"Really? Now I make you sick?
"Stop bullshitting!" I refuted.
"You call me loco then turn around to act sick?"
"Act?" I asked unbelievably getting out of breath. In all the years she has known me when have I acted? This was my unit out as I watched her vaguely.
"Yes!"
"Just because I have no clue of your claim doesn't mean I would fake it."
"See what I was saying? You making the same statement that I'm seeing things. Does that not make me crazy? "She defended and this brought the situation with that guy back to memory getting me enraged.
"What is it with everybody trying to put words in my mouth today! ? "I exclaimed fired up again at the mere thought of the guy that came in earlier only to find myself struggling to keep standing on my feet.