' Sweet dreams are made of this..
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something
***
Music blasted through her headphones and Nessa hummed at the sharp tune, tapping her feet to the beat of the music blasting on high volume. Swaying her head gently from left and right, she scrolled through instagram on her mobile, leaning back on her headboard, completely oblivious to her surroundings.
A small smile crept up her pale face as she tapped the screen twice and a heart shaped icon popped up over a photo she couldn't stop ogling. Nothing but a good beautiful phone to leave her grinning like a fool.
The Samsung Z flip she was drooling about looked too good to be true. Her hands itched to have them in their soft grip, showing off the phone like she showed off herself to the world. Rich. Classic. Latest Fashion.
Those three things appealed to her. Nothing else mattered.
Tucking her Iphone 11 pro max away, she laid back on her soft pillows, a hand over her forehead and one rubbing down her tummy as if reassuring herself of something. She wasn't quite sure what it was but either way, she needed it.
"Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin' on," she mumbled, singing along with Eurythmics.
Just outside her window, a cold breeze swept through the forest and thunder rumbled softly in the dark sky. Droplets of rain hit the window, drooling down like silent tears.
Behind the closed windows, the curtains moved freely to the tunes of the wind.
How could this be possible? The windows were locked, even the doors were shut.
But Nessa was oblivious to all these happening around her. The cries of the crow couldn't beat the sound of the music in her ears, the sudden action of her window flinging open as the cold began to creep in, still couldn't beat down Eurythmics beat.
She shivered lightly, goosebumps taking form on her delicate and oversensitive skin, but did she raise? No. Did her eyes even flutter open? No. She just laid there, her thoughts occupied with the task of trying to rest.
Indeed she needed it. She had a long day. Today was the 7th Year Anniversary of her mother's beloved twin sister and Nessa could not not go. As far as her memories could take her before going foggy — of course —her aunt was one of the sweetest people anyone could ever come across.
But unfortunately, her Aunt died 7 years ago, on this day. She was found dead in the woods, her body eaten by crows. When they found her, she was more like a zombie. With a shotgun in her hand and knives strapped to her leather boots. Her aunt must've gone hunting, as usual, and Nessa would always go with her but that day...
Her memory was all fogged up so she couldn't tell if she was there or not and thankfully, she was glad it was the latter.
She could remember staring into the empty eye socket of her aunt as she laid in the coffin. Her mouth was jerked open but it led deeper and darker into a hollow void without any sign of the pink flesh of a tongue. She laid there, her cheekbones very visible like that of Mamá Imelda Rivera in the movie, Coco.
She looked like she was sucked up from the inside...
The rain grew heavy and the thunder roared with such vehemence that could assure a heart attack but somehow not loud enough to stir Nessa from her thoughts as the music blasted through her headphones.
Nessa
It was as if the wind had a voice on its own, gently calling out her name on a sigh, more like that one word was dancing with the breeze, floating with it like a feather slowly making its way to the ground. The curtains swayed as the name made its way past them, brushing against their smooth form leaving echoes behind as it moved towards the brunette girl lying on a queen sized bed.
Invisible words, but still they were heard but not to the girl lying there, feigning sleep.
' Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I traveled the world and..
Eurythmics continued, already at the end of her song.
' The seven seas
Everybody is... Nessa'