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Tilting the head back slowly, Blessing notices how the lights above begin flickering. Blinking rapidly, she continues watching them flicker before returning her attention to Sam who's mouth is moving without a sound,
"Are you even listening to me?" Sam asks in an irate tone, turning over his hand to display his palm. Blessing blinks the eyes once more and the lights stop flickering from above whilst she's gazing into Sam's face,
"You mean you didn't see that?" Blessing asks in a low whisper. Furrowing his brow, Sam cocks his head to the side in confusion,
"See what? What are you on about? Didn't you want to hear about me and Lana or something?" Sam explains as he gulps down his pint. Sighing shakily, Blessing glances up to make sure the lights aren't flickering anymore before returning her attention to Sam,
"Yeah, yeah, yeah sorry you were saying you were in the bedroom-," Blessing urges on as she takes a timid sip of her Guinness which she nearly gags on. Sam and her are both sitting at the bar and wonders with despair how people decide to buy this ungodly drink and enjoy it and she wonders why she said the beer that popped right into her mind. The look on Nathan's friends suggested that she had made a bad decision but they would enjoy letting her suffer as she battled through.
They're in the local pub campus, a place where Blessing herself avoided purely because of the lack of the pulsating bass running through her bones, the humid dense air hanging over her head, the sweaty bodies grinding on one another, the blurry lights blinking to the beat of the music in the dark,
"-well I've already told you what happened, me and Lana had sex," Sam shrugs his shoulders blasé and takes another gulp of his pint. Inwardly rolling her eyes, Blessing takes a small sip of the Guinness but doesn't bother to hide the disgust on the face. Nathan's other friends come bounding up to them and slap both Sam and her on the shoulders and yell in a rowdy drunken manner, "Guess what guys, Nathan over here wants to know how good Lana was in bed; I think he wants a go," Sam explains excitedly to the boys who have arrived. They all laugh and slap Blessing on the shoulders once more as she gazes at Sam horrified,
"That's not what I was ask-," Blessing begins but the lights begin flickering once again cutting her off mid-sentence and she snaps the head upwards. This time the lights continue flickering longer and more urgently causing her to get up off the bar stool,
"Hey, dude are you okay?" Sam asks in a worried tone as Blessing continues gazing upwards at the lights that are flicking more rapidly whilst Nathan's friends look on in distress. Swallowing hard, Blessing begins breathing heavily but then realises that no-one else is as confused or worried as her. She's the only one who can apparently see the flickering lights which panics her even more,
"You guys can't see that?" Blessing tries again once more but the facial expressions on the boys' faces is the response that she needs, "I-I feel sick...I-I just need to go the toilet," Blessing says hurriedly, grabbing Nathan's bomber jacket. Weaving her way through the crowded pub, Blessing hurtles into the toilets only to find the lights in flickering just as violently. Someone shoves her on the chest and she realises she's thrown herself into the female toilets and apologises meekly before throwing herself into the men's toilets where two boys are relieving themselves in the urinals.
The two boys both turn to look at Blessing who's twirling around them room erratically. Tapping the other boy on the shoulder, they wash their hands and leave muttering to themselves as they look back at Blessing. As the door shuts the lights stop flickering and Blessing stops spinning and gazes at Nathan's reflection. Sagging the shoulders, Blessing runs the fingers through the golden blonde hair with the mouth agape, wondering what is going on,
"I need to find Nathan," she says to herself and frantically takes out Nathan's phone from the back pocket and unlocks the phone and rings her own number. The number continues ringing and Blessing begins pacing up and down the small dark bathroom wondering why Nathan isn't picking up. Absent-minded, Blessing leans over the bathroom counter and inspects Nathan's face and finds a small pimple emerging underneath the chin. Rolling her eyes, she knows the furious and incredulous reaction Nathan will give her next time they meet.
Unexpectedly, the phone slips from the hands as Blessing stumbles back from the mirror. Blinking once hard, Blessing gazes intensely in the mirror but only sees Nathan's reflection gazing back at her. Blinking once more, Blessing sees her own small brown face gazing back at her and she slips back into the toilet cubicle smacking her head against the toilet basin. Lifting herself onto the elbows, Blessing hears some boys come into the toilets and she scrambles to lock the door,
"Nathan, are you in here?" Sam's voice echoes across the bathroom,
"I'm, I'm fine, I'm just a bit ill....I-I- I think I might go home," Blessing stutters, the hands firmly against the door,
"I mean, yeah that's fine if you're feeling that bad but are you su-," Sam continues but Blessing snaps fiercely,
"I said I want to go home!" Blessing can see Nathan's friends' shadows linger in the bathroom before retreating. When she hears the door swing shut, Blessing gingerly unlocks the bathroom door but remains on the floor, crawling on the hands and knees towards the bathroom counter. Placing the fingers on the edge of the counter, Blessing hoists herself up carefully and slowly, peeking over to find her own big brown bambi eyes with her own natural black hair in a messy bun on top of her head.
Inhaling sharply, Blessing lifts herself up from the floor and gazes at herself in the mirror. Her own chocolate brown skin, her large plump lips, her large protruding nose, funnily enough the same clothes that she saw Nathan wearing this morning. Regardless of whether she's physically in Nathan's body, she is gazing at her own body in the mirror and a small smile forms on her lips. The smile fades when a small trickle of blood begins running from her nostril and tears begin springing from her eyes and trailing down her cheeks.
Horrified, Blessing steps back but the back hits a cubicle door. However, her own body in the reflection continues to cry and moan in pain as the tears worsen and the blood drips faster from her nostril. Her reflection suddenly begins thrashing violently her, begging for whatever or whoever to stop but that's when her body goes completely slack and a dead facial expression passes over her face. Slowly, her reflection wraps her arms around her body and begins to whimper and cry before thrashing around violently. Her clothes start being torn apart, ripped from her body as her cries become muffled and gargled.
Placing the hand over the mouth, Blessing tries to blink the tears away but they begin falling in rapid succession. Her body once again, goes slack, a placid facial expression passing over her face but suddenly her eyes spark up again with fear and trepidation. That's when her own reflection opens its mouth and a blood curdling scream rips its way from her throat and she herself opens her mouth begins screaming. The reflection hurtles towards the mirror and smashes into it in a bloody explosion just as Blessing herself is thrown into the air and up against the tiled wall before smashing onto the floor.
As the head hits the floor, Sam enters the bathroom to double check that Nathan is feeling okay. That's when he finds him on the floor of the toilet cubicle seemingly passed out and rolls his eyes,
"You've always been such a light weight," Sam mutters to himself as he places his hands under Nathan's armpits. Some more of Nathan's friends enter the bathroom to check on Sam and they all chuckle and laugh when they find his form slumped up against the wall, "come on guys lets get him home," Sam explains motioning for one of the guys to help him carry Nathan's body home.
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Humor"I'm black!" Nathan screams but the voice that erupts from his throat is a high shrill screech. "I'm white!" Blessing screams but she brings her hands to her throat, mortified at the deep resounding voice that escapes. Nathan and Blessing look at on...
