THE ART OF DISGUISE

June POV

I tossed and turned around the bed, clutching tightly to the sides of my small bed, as sweat poured down my whole body like rain. My nightmares kept reminding me of my painful past, a past filled with pain and revenge, a past that became the main reason for my existence.

My ringing tone echoed through the small room causing me to jolt up from my very tormenting dream. I sat up on my bed panting heavily as I tried to calm my thumping heart.

My phone began to ring again which reminded me that I had a call. Lazily I put my hand underneath my pillow where I normally stash my phone to avoid pushing the phone down in sleep and pulled out my phone.

 The call had stopped but a message popped up almost immediately. I opened the message and saw that it was from Ava.

 *Help!* a short yet an agonizing message

Immediately my eyes dilated in horror as I realized that this was a distress message and it was from my best friend.  Without any further thought, I dashed out of the apartment still in my pajamas.

Panic struck as  I kept trying to call Ava again and again to get information about her whereabouts, but the calls kept going straight to voicemail.

I could feel my chest constricting as a wave of fear washed over me, I felt powerless and confused. I stared deep into the space as my eyes danced around the street looking for anything that might point me to where Ava might be. I never believe in miracles but for a split second I prayed for one

Almost immediately my mind ambled back to my earlier discussion with Ava.

"I heard that Leon is hosting a party at a club tonight, guess what?" She asked and paused for a while. "He specifically invited me to it," Ava announced beaming with smiles, she has always had a crush on Leon.

"That's nice," I replied nonchalantly.

"Common!" Ava exclaimed, throwing one hand in the air as she rolls her eyes 

"What?" I asked, focusing my attention on the book I was reading and on Ava.  "Do you need me to congratulate you as well? well then congratulations my dear " I said with a fake accent and a smudged smile before   positioning my eyes back on the book I was reading 

"Is that it? Don't you want to come with me?" Ava asked, confused.

"Most certainly not." I retorted 

" why?" Ava whined with a pout

"Aww, you look cute with that face on. But For starters, I don't like that crush of yours, secondly I, most certainly am not a party kind of person so thanks but no thanks go have fun yourself " I explained flashing Ava an apologetic smile.

"You are such a boring miss, I'm leaving you, our relationship is over, I tell you." Ava jokingly threatened, causing me to roll her eyes, with a little chuckle.

"That's not news anymore," I muttered a little smile dancing on my lips.

"I am going to have fun at the 'drunken club' without you.* Ava stated before stomping out of the room.

"Have fun."

Realizing my friend's location I broke out of the short trance and hailed down a carb, told him the address, and tried to calm myself down. 

I spent the whole thirty minutes of the ride, blaming myself for any possible thing that might happen to Ava if I had just gone with her then maybe she wouldn't be in trouble

 I kept trying her phone but still the same news my call gets kicked off to voicemail and this made the matter worst for me, maybe even worst for Ava I reasoned 

'i'm a failure' was all I kept muttering under my breath as unannounced tears rolled down

"Faster driver" I shouted again for the  tenth, but what could the poor can man do he was already going as fast as he possibly can but in a situation like this reasoning gets pushed to a curb

I considered my reviled as I kept on losing the people that mattered most to me. My heart kept beating erratically as I wished there was a way to get the carb teleported right to where Ava was, but I knew it was impossible and all I could do at the moment was chew at the bottom of my lips hard that my taste bud met with a metallic taste as I  try to be as patient as I possibly can.

 The carb man arrived at the destination after a very long while, with me jolting out of the carb in haste. I could hear the carb man calling out to me for his pay, but I was in so much haste to delay any further.

I tried getting into the club, but the bouncers stopped me immediately and eyed me with disgust only at this moment did I realize that I was still in my PJs