ANNIE POV.
What the hell is going on here?! I thought to myself. As soon as I was being drifting off by sleep, I suddenly felt the bed beside me sunk down and my body willingly or unwillingly stiffen for few moments before collecting everything that is happening in my head. But the profound thing is; "there wasn't any other movement beside me. So I slowly open my eyes, only to see a huge shadow balled up in the bed, covered all over, from the head down to the toes, with a quill as the rain lightning flashes continuously.
My sweet sleep was disrupted just like that. Because I am someone who sleeps soundly and comfortably, forgetting my existence on earth, whenever it's raining in the night, especially the heavy rain. But here is somebody coiling and vibrating, like being shocked by an electric current.
I sighed frustratedly, off course I can't ignore him, can I? At least he need some comfort and the only person present to do that, sure it's me.
So I grudgingly sit up and move closer to him and cooped him into my arms, as I felt his entire body stiffen for some seconds, before he reacted and swiftly hugged me tightly, then he coquettishly buried his face in the crook of my arms, so I gently rub his back to calm him down and whisper to his ears. It's okay, don't be scare I'm here with you.
Honestly, even I did not understand myself. I'm not really gentle and kind girl. I'm only kind to my mom, auntie Annie and my two friends, Lisa Chuck and Alex Collins, these are the only students in my class that didn't dislikes me. Lisa Chucks is three years older than me, while Alex Collins is five years older than me. Lisa and I are the youngest in the class. And Alex Collins on the other hand, is the most handsome and tall guy in the class, infact in the entire school. He's been nice to me and always defending me against all those bullying me in the class, and seems not to dislikes my dark skin or over weight figure.
Truth to be told, I'm only in the same class as they are because of my intelligence and the school Director thought that I am a genius, and had taken me straight to the second year in the secondary section at the age of five. So it normal for me to be in my secondary final year at nine years old, whereby many at the same age are either in primary four at most. Well, let's talk about school and these good friends of mine some other time.
Then I look down at the frightened lad curdling in my arms and said, Let's sleep now. He nodded obediently, but tighten his embrace around my body, not intending to let go. I take a deep breath trying hard not to lose my cool and I really want to sleep badly, so patiently coax him like an adult coaxing a child and said; "hey, come on and lay down, I won't leave okay? I will hug you while you sleep."
He nods as he let out a sigh of relief and slowly calm down and muffle; "thank you," then he slowly lay down still holding tight his grip on me. So we both lay down and sleep, clutching into each other, as our hot breaths spread on our faces. I can't help it, but let's a weird thought, flashed into my mind; "he wouldn't have any improper thought towards me, will he? Then I sneer and thought; "then I will be left with no option, but to render him useless for the rest of his life.
Off course, I know what being intimate with the opposite sex means. Don't forget that I am a medical genius and often join mom in the lab for research and have contributed a lot in her hospital, which makes mom being grateful to me at the same time feels guilty for me been exposed to hard work at such a young age, instead of enjoying my childhood life. But I like my lifestyle as it is, and I don't like her to feel sorry for me.
I can feel him sniffing me greedily as sleep was trying to snatch me away, and look at my face as I close my eyes probably too lazy to open them, since he had not cross the line, and I heard his sniff a laugh and murmur; "what a cute innocent face, unlike the tough, brave and smart little fatty. I was so angry to hear him called me fatty. Yes I know that I'm very chubby, but I hates it when others calls me that. But, before I could open my eyes, I can hear him gently lay in the bed, then I decided against it and sleep.
Early in the next morning, we both wake up almost at the same time in each other's arms, by the loud knocking sound that is coming from the door. We then realized our sleeping posture and quickly refrain from the embrace and sit up awkwardly, a little embarrassed. He clear his throat and whisper; "I'm sorry, I...." I quickly cut his words half way by placing a finger on my lips, indicating that he should be quiet.
I ask him to quickly hide in the wardrobe, as I also climbed down the bed and walk to the door acting as if I just spring out of bed with an obvious sleepy attitude then open the door and stretch up and yawning at the same time, come face to face with mom's already panicking self about to knock again, and halt as we lock eyes together for few seconds and casually said, good mor.... but mom interrupted my words half way, as her anxious and curious voice sound; what is it with you now locking up your door? You're never the type who could lo.... I cut mom nonchalantly as we both walk towards the bed and said; "mom plea...se, I choose to start locking up my room now, do I need permission to that too."? As I climbed up my bed and sit with my two legs folded across each other, and watch mom speechlessly sit on the couch.
Caught off guard, Amelia Johnson look at her darling daughter who is only, but a child and exudes the aura of an adult, sigh frustratedly with guilty as she nods. You're right, you've grown up Angel, then she look at Annie livingly and smile. I felt guilty and uncomfortable, after seeing the guilty and sad smile on mom's face. Because mom blames herself for her my serious and mature behavior.
I quickly change the topic and look at mom expectantly and said; "let's first settle our morning devotion. Mom nods and take the lead with some short and brief choruses, then we prayed, and exchange pleasantries and a warm hug. Then start discussing about the virus again, so I promise mom to come up with my contribution on Monday evening.
Yes my agents were be able to sneak into the Grants' underworld organization research base, despite it's heavily guarded, but were able to steal data containing most of the virus' information and sent them to me. Although there are not information about the antidote, in fact due to the information I got, even the organization have not yet create the formula for the antidote. But everything about you the virus formation are all detailed in the stolen information.
So with all these information at hand, my research will be easier, and I may be able to detect and create the formula for mom to make the antidote and cure for the virus. With this determination, I boldly assure mom to get it done before Tuesday unfailingly, because even as for now, my medical team agents are researching relentlessly day and night for the drugs. I will use their findings and do the finishing.
After the discussion, mom look at me expectantly and ask; "honey what will you like to have for breakfast? I will prepare it for you right away." I smile happily as I acted coquettishly like a spoiled child which I know very well that, it use to make mom very happy and less guilty and said, mom you're the best mom in the whole world! I love you very much. Mom giggle happily, I love you too my Angel. Do not dawdle, quickly tell mom what you want to eat. I shrug and said casually, I will eat whatever you prepare mom. Mom look a bit disappointed and sigh as she nods with a faint smile and said, then I will make your favorite for you.
And she stand on her feet, about leaving. I exclaimed excitedly and said; "wow, that's great! In that case mom, can you make sure extra for me? Mom look at me surprisingly, but I ignore the surprised look on her face and acted coquettishly, mom pleeease. Mom take a deep breath and calmly look at me, and said; "no honey, you need to eats less now, so that you won't look over weight. I pout and look at mom with grieve as tears were threatening to flow
out of my eyes, because I know that mom won't bear this look on my face, and I complained while sniffing. Mom do you also dislikes me because I'm over weight and look ugly? Mom cut my words short as she anxiously sit beside me and gather me into her embrace and said firmly, no Angel, Mom will never dislike you. And no matter how much you weight, you remains mom's most beautiful, attractive and charming girl and mom's most valuable treasure okay? Mom is only worrying about your health.
Alright, I will prepare as much breakfast as you want. Now go and wash up while I go to the kitchen okay? I nod my head and hum a yes. Then mom gently ruffle my hair and stand, as she helped me up also, and we both walk to our respective directions, mom walk towards the door while I walk towards the bathroom.