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Thursday, December 21, 2017 | 2:13 AM | 0 comments

7.30 am.

Beep! Beep !

The first thing that shook me off my conscious was the sound of my alarm clock.

Blaringly loud, mechanical and annoying

Next, yep, that coolness of the air of my room and its familiar loamy fragrance.

Beep! Beep!

In between my grogginess, the cold bit my exposed skin, making me shiver as its iciness crept under my clothes. As if on cue, my thick covers swept me over with warmth and comfort in its inviting soft sheets and I can definitely feel my eyelids drooping, that smooth velvety goodness luring me back into my disturbed slumber.

Beep! Beep!

But I have to wake up, I told myself as my fumbling fingers switched off the alarm clock. I need to always be ready and ace for the upcoming tests, quizzes and those dreadful finals.

Here, exams are important. Well I guess anywhere is important if you’re a student in Uni. Do it right and you’ll save your entire life but if you trip over the edge and that’s it. You’re done for.

There’s also this other option, do it right perfectly and you may be able to get certain people to acknowledge you and if they’re impressed, they’ll give you money to sponsor your whole education.

I needed money. Let’s just say I’m financially challenged to the core.

So, with a newfound resolve, I willingly push back the drowsiness and sit straighter on my bed.

Then, I gaze at my roommate’s empty bed. The purple bedspread neat, smooth and untouched. She was always meticulous over her stuff. Every time she leaves, she’ll make sure her locker is locked, the floor clean and the bed made in tucked perfection.

And her bed still looked smooth in their ironed crispness.

I haven’t seen her for the past seven days. That’s a week. Her clothes are still here though, so I didn’t have the faintest idea of where she could have been. It sucks because every time I look at her bed, a slight guiltiness builds up inside me, one by one until it piled up into one big messy regret.

For two weeks of being her new roommate, I didn’t even bother once trying to know her, or even the least, getting her number. Why? Blame my shyness for it. I was never the one to strike up conversations.

Or breaking the ice. She ignores me on regular basis.

It feels odd sleeping alone without having someone there with you even living with the fact we rarely talked. It was alright for the first two nights but when Wednesday rolls in, I had countless disturbed sleep. Things were getting apprehensive bit by bit, especially after a recent uproar of girls in our block being hysterical out of their wits.

I didn’t like the fact how my roommate disappeared on the same day the hysterics broke out.

‘’Hmm.. maybe she moved out from our apartment’’ I murmured to myself, trying to ease the anxiousness that was building inside me.

I get out of bed and heads straight to my study desk. I grab my pencil case and organic chemistry tutorial and a reference book, as I pondered where I should study. After a few seconds, I decided the counter at our apartment kitchen would be a pleasant place to concentrate on my schoolwork.

I have always been the type not to study in my own room. I hate confined space. I find it small and the air, suffocating. So it served me one purpose ; it’s simply a place for me to sleep.

Walking to the kitchen, I sigh as I give a thought about my room.

And my missing roommate.

‘’Hey’’

Surprised, I almost dropped my books in bewilderment. Instantly, I turn my head to the source of the sound and finds Jessie at the counter of the kitchen, eating snacks with a laptop in front of her. My heartbeat gradually stopped racing. What a close call.

I remind myself, I don’t believe in superstitious things.

‘’You startled me for a minute there, Jess.’’ With a slight chuckle to cover up my nervousness, I said and put my things on the counter, directing facing her. ‘’What are you doing here at this time of morning anyway?’’

Jessie looks at me, and smiled. It’s a weak smile, and too unenthusiastic to be normal. When she speaks, her voice trails slowly, like her words are unwilling to take flight. I notice there is sadness in her eyes, those hazel eyes too glossy. ‘’Sorry for frightening you, I’m just watching movies’’

Then she turns her head downwards to look at my books, and exclaimed how hardworking I was being even though it has only been two weeks since the semester starts.

‘’I just want to be ready’’ I replied. Jessie nods, and again I find her a little bit strange. Now she looks almost sympathetic.

Now that I think about it, this is the first time I hold up a decent conversation with someone in this apartment, other than my roommate. Every semester, six students will be given a resident with 3 rooms each. So, two students will occupy one room.

Jessica and Asian girl, Alana Lee

Becka and Brooklyn, the twins

Me and my roommate.

The six of us should be close to each other obviously, since us girls are living under one roof, but that’s not the case. I feel neglected, in all truthfulness, and even my roommate seems to dislike me. It’s Jessie who makes those brief occasional conversations when bumping into each other, like what she’s doing now.

‘’There’s a fuss lately, in our house ’’

I snapped out of my trains of thoughts and look at Jessie straight in the eyes. ‘’You mean the twins’ room?’’

‘’Yeah, one of them saw some kind of shadowman or something. It must traumatizing cause Brooklyn cried so much after that and she refused staying with us anymore.’’

An ‘’Oh’’ was all I could muster, partly because I don’t know what else to say. I was not used on having conversations, so I rack my brain for anything decent to keep the chat going.

I like talking to someone. It makes a nice change. Even if the topic was not something I’d like to talk about.

Suddenly, a light bulb switched on in my head, ‘’I heard this apartment house itself is haunted, but I’m not so sure’’

Jessie was expressionless. ‘’I have no doubts about that. This place we’re living now has a criminal record. A student was murdered here 7 years ago for failing to return some borrowed cash from a loan sharks syndicate, it’s really a tragic story’’

My eyes enlarged as the hair on the nape of my neck bristled. ‘’I have been living here since last semester; nothing bizarre ever happens to me! You guys are the new ones here. Where did you hear that?’’

‘’My aunt works here for 15 years now. Of course she knows the history of our apartment’’ The brunette retorts. ‘’You don’t seem to know anything, don’t you? I planned to move out from this apartment to another one, but I can’t bring myself to leave you alone…’’

Almost immediately, confusion takes over my conscious and replaces the growing fear inside of me. ‘’What does that supposed to mean?’’

But Jessie responded with a question.

‘’Do you have any idea what happen last week?’’

I shook my head no.

‘’A girl from our apartment house went missing, that’s right, it’s one of us. My aunt told me what they found in the surveillance clip was gruesome. She said that our housemate was pulled by ‘something’ into the deep pond nearby the engineering faculty. When they tried to zoom in, it looked exactly like the black apparition the girls beside our room went crazy about’’

Hearing that, I only could think of my roommate, who went missing exactly last week, a perfect alibi to Jessie’s claims. I can feel myself beginning to worry about her well-being.

‘’Its of one us? My roommate, Natasha, she went missing..who’s the girl?” I stuttered, realisation was surfacing, but I need confirmations on this. ‘’Who was dragged into the pond?’’ I swallowed before I blurted my next sentence. It was too awful ‘’I mean, it can’t be her right?’’

Jessie stared at me blankly. At first, she hesitated, but then she finally spits it out ‘’Amelia. Amelia Ivers’’

The name is definitely not my roommate’s, however the name sounded so familiar. As if there is an attachment to that particular name. Hearing that name itself makes me strangely nostalgic.

But why?

‘’And I want to tell you something’’ I focused back to Jessie. ‘’I’m blessed with gift that makes me exposed to someone like you. I hope you understand that’’

I raised my eyebrow. No, I don’t understand. She was becoming unusual by the second. Even the kitchen started to feel eerily quiet.

‘’You roommate, Natasha, She’s staying in my room for a while. She said she’s scared of sleeping alone, especially after that tragedy last week’’

‘’Huh?’’

Jessie gets up and begins to pack up her things. Before she leaves, she advised me to remember something very important to me. She said it’s very precious and I should hold on to it dearly.

And I was alone in the kitchen counter. Suddenly, I remembered what I had forgotten.

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