Keeping up with Trisha episode 15 & 16

¤KEEPING UP WITH TRISHA¤
<Mission Impossible>
Author~ Remio Viola
EP15
 
 
TRISHA
I stood transfixed with shock as I stared at the handsome figure before me. I shuddered, he was a mansion with a view.
 
Silly me.
 
“hey! St©p staring” Davis yanked and I j£rked backward without saying a word
“did you suddenly lose your ton-gue?”
“about the…” I trailed off when he took few steps towards me and I stepped backward
“what were you saying?” he arched his brows and I got lost
 
Jeez… Trisha get a hold of yourself.
 
“I… I c@m£ to see… If you were okay” I stuttered then mentally sl@pped myself
“really?” he chuckled and whirled around
“I’ll be in my room” I said and ran out of his room to my room then shut the door and fell on the door, and heaved a de-ep sigh. That was when I realized I had been holding my breathe.
 
What was that?
 
Just then, my phone rang and I glanced at the caller ID and it was dad.
“Hello dad”
“Hello princess”
“how you doing?”
“am okay dad”
 
am I really okay? Jeez Trisha
 
“Trisha”
“uhm… Dad”
“are you okay?”
“yes… Of course”
“okay any news?”
“what news?”
“Trisha are you really okay?”
“am fine dad… What news?”
“your mission” dad yanked
“what mission?”
“Trisha” dad hurled and I j£rked the phone off my ear. That was when I remembered I was here for a mission. Silly me.
“am working on it dad”
“Trisha don’t get carried away”
“she better don’t” I heard a voice say from the other end
“dad you are you with?”
“no one” dad replied hastily but I wasn’t convinced
“dad am finding it difficult to cope”
“you have to try” dad said
“dad what’s wrong? Tell me”
“am fine princess just try to make him trust you”
“time up” I heard the same voice say from the other end
“dad”
there was no reply
“dad”
the line with dead
 
What’s happening?
 
I dialled his line again but it wasn’t reachable. I got scared and continued trying it till his phone switched off. My heart beat multi-ple times then I got a text from dad and it re-ad:
 
Don’t bother coming up get
the record before returning.
I love you Princess.
 
I got scared at the text and tears welled up in my eyes. I remembered the men from the CSI I saw the other day and how dad was scared when they left. I knew something was wrong and I nee-ded to protect my dad. I can’t lose him after losing mum. I’ll have to get the record.
I wiped my tears and headed downstairs just in time to meet dinner alre-ady served and Davis was alre-ady devouring his food. I took a de-ep breathe then took a seat opposite him. Guess that was a wrong choice cause I was just staring.
“You’re not gonna eat?” Davis asked, zoning me out of my thought then I took my spoon and scooped mashed potato into my mouth.
“why do you leave alone?” I asked in between our meal
“that’s a question friends not enemies asks” c@m£ his sharp reply
“c’mon can’t we be friends?”
“am the worst thing that ever happened to you, remember?” he reminded me of my words
“but we’re now living together”
“even Judas ate with Jesus” Davis quoted
“seriously? You go to church?”
“am not you wheelchair?”
“you’re so arrogant”
“that’s cause you’re too low to mingle with”
“you’re not my clas-s” he added then dropped his spoon and walked to the living room. Hands on phone.
“hey! Mr arrogant” I yelled and he raised his left hand
“talk to the hand”
I swallowed my anger and continued eating. I was too hungry to skip my meal.
After eating, I went to my room and took my bath then put on my nightie.
I returned to the sitting room and Davis was busy with his phone. I walked yo where he sat and sat beside him then he got up and headed upstairs.
“hey! Davis”
“I don’t wanna get infected” he yelled back
“Sandra” he called the maid and she ran to meet him
“get me some disinfectant” he instructed then ascending the stairs hands still on phone.
 
I glanced at Sandra and she just smiled.
Do I nee-d smiles now?
 
DAVIS
I opened my room door and walked in, then I shut the door behind me. I slumped on my be-d then dropped my phone. I felt insecure and the same time secured around Trisha. I just wanted to know her better but am still scared that she’s gonna leave like mum did. My doctor alre-ady advised me to avoid getting emotional especially with girls. I can’t open my heart for another friend ap@rt from Chase. He un-derstands me better but there’s something about Trisha and she seems nice. Still can’t take chances, I might die this time around.
A knock c@m£ on the door and I j£rked out of my thought.
“who’s it?”
“it’s Sandra”
“speak”
“I got the disinfectant”
“take it away”
“but sir…”
“just go”
I heard her footsteps scurry away then another knock c@m£.
“I said take it away”
“it’s Trisha”
“what do you want?”
“I got you spiders”
“what?”
“look behind you”
I whirled around and a spider was hanging on my face.
“arrrr” I jumped out of the be-d and hurried to the door but it was locked from outside
“open the door”
“you don’t like spider? I got you bugs”
 
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EP16
TRISHA
“Open the door” Davis yelled ban-ging the door
“say that humbly. Plead”
“Aish! Open”
“on one condition”
“what do you want?”
“you have to promise to be friendly”
“you’re a devil. Open the door”
“promise”
“I promise”
I laughed inwardly and opened the door
“How could you be so evil?” he p@n-ted
“sign this” I proffered him with a book and a pen
“am not signing anything”
“you asked for it” I shrugged and placed a bug on his shoulder
“take it away I’ll sign”
“now”
He hastily picked up the pen and scrambled a signature on the book
“How did you manage to put those things in my room? Get it out”
“shut up and come with me” I dragged him by the hand
“let me go, you’re psycho”
“Jeez…you’re so noisy” I yelled and dragged him to the living room
“sit”
“why?”
“now” I pushed him on a two sitter sofa and sat beside him
“now listen to what you signed. A written agreement to listen to whatever I say and give all necessary replies. You have to see me as a housemate”
“I didn’t even sign that, it’s not my real signature”
“I knew you would fake so I had the entire house bugged and spiderded <my dictionary>”
“what do you want from me?”
“nice question”
“you’re really the death of me”
“I’d like to step on your grave”
“Never!” he hurled and I chuckled
“you’re so annoying why do you even live alone?”
“you’re always asking that. Are you a spy?” he asked leaning forward and peering into my eyes. I got lost and carried away again.
“am…not a…spy” I stuttered
“do you stammer?” he asked leaning closer and staring down at myl-ips
“am not stammering, move back!” I yanked and pushed him
“cool! Am damn handsome” he boasted raking his f!ngersthrou-gh his hair
“whoever said that” I rolled my eyes
“you’re always staring”
“you’re always acting–weird”
“whatever”
“you’re a weirdo”
“you’re the weirdoest<my dictionary>” he said with a scoff then picked up his phone
“Are you so add!çted to your phone?”
“no, I wanna Google the answer to your question”
“what question?”
“why I live alone”
“Davis you’re crazy” I chuckled and the door bell rang
“Sandra” Davis called
“I’ll go get it” she yelled and ran out of the kitchen towards the front door
“Goodevening miss” we heard Sandra greet
“you look dirty ‘ew” a familiar voice said in disgust
“Davis!” she called walking in and I looked up to see who it was while Davis continued with his phone. It was Daphne.
“what are you doing here?” she asked my sternly
“she lives with me” Davis replied coldly immensed in his phone.
I was shocked that he was saying that to his girlfriend.
“I don’t get you”
“I live with her” Davis spelt out word by word
Daphne stared daggers at me as she clenched her fists and ti-ght£ñed her jaw.
“okay” she said curtly then faked a smile
“so how are you feeling?” she asked signalling me to get up so she could sit beside Davis but I just acted like I wasn’t getting her signs
“worse now that you’re here. Can you just leave?” Davis half yelled removing his eyes from his phone and looking at her
“I just wanted to know how you’re feeling” she said softly like she was going to cry
“am fine” he replied and went back to his phone
“I’ll be taking my leave” she announced glaring at me
“that’d be better”
Daphne scoffed and stomped out.
“what was that?” I asked Davis when she was gone
“what?”
“the way you treated your girlfriend”
“you really thought that pumpkin was my girlfriend?” Davis asked with a scoff
“but you…” I trailed off when the door bell rang
“Sandra!”
“am on it sir”
“Goodevening sir”
“Goodevening ma’am”
“Hey! Davis” Chase called sl@pping Davis on his back
“That’s not a way of greeting” Davis whined and I chuckled
“Chase” I smiled
“Sweetheart” Chase called tou-ching my cheek then Davis scowled with a scoff
“how you bro?” Chase asked Davis
“am okay”
“Are you re-ady?” Chase asked me
“re-ady for what?” Davis asked before I could reply
“we’re practicing together for the drama” Chase replied
“two second leads it suits you” Davis said and walked out
“How you coping with him?” Chase asked me
“It’s really not easy”
DAVIS
I la-id on a chaise lounge in my room as I went throu-gh my phone. I’ve been practicing the role of Macbeth with my phone. I shut my eyes as I tried to concentrate was broken by Trisha’s gushing voice. I blocked it out, but Chase’s laughter c@m£ in.
“yes, faith, and all his lords, the Duke of Milan and his br@ve son been twain” Chase quoted Ferdinard from ‘The Tempest’
“Excellent” Trisha gushed cl@pping her hands.
Am even better than him. Why do I even care.
I went back to my practice but their laughters were so annoying. They can’t be having fun in my house and am all alone. Chase is supposed to be my bestfriend and Trisha is supposed to be my– housemate.
It’s time to s£nd Chase away. I can’t stand it. I got up and headed for Trisha’s room.
 
Tbc