? HUGS & KISSES ?
(Alex And Abbie…)
CHAPTER 7✰8
By, Ariel Mirabel
COPY AND SUFFER CRUELLY‼️
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“You really did that!!” Kate laughed when Abbie
finished narrating her encounter with Alex to
her.
“Yeah, who does he take me for? A cheap girl?”
Abbie scoffed as Kate played with her (Abbie)
hair.
“I love your hair, so soft and silky..” Kate smiled.
“Thanks sis,, that’s not my hair color though. My
hair color is black, I just love dyeing it” Abbie
said.
Abbie’s phone beeped and she immediately
checked it. A blush crept up her face when she
saw it was message from Lucas.
She bit her lips and began typing a reply to him.
“Who is making you blush like that..” Kate
snatched her phone from her.
“Hey! Give that back!!” Abbie immediately stood.
Kate laughed as she ran inside Abbie’s
bathroom and locked the door.
“Open this door.. I’ll pluck of your hair by the
time I get my hands on you!!” Abbie banged the
door.
Soon, Kate opened the door and handed the
phone back to her with that cute smile on her
face.
“You’re lucky you’re too cute. I could have hit
that smile off your face” Abbie scoffed and fell
on her bed.
“You didn’t tell me you’re dating Lucas..” Kate
sat down beside her..
“You know him?”
“Of course I do! He’s one of Rudy’s best friend
since they were young. I used to crush on his
handsome face” Kate gushed dreamily.
“He’s Rudy best friend?” Abbie raised a brow.
“Yeah- okay see,, there’s Rudy, Lucas and Tyler…
They’ve been best friends since they were
young.. Not only that but the three of them h@të
the J.A.V”
“Who’s J.A.V?” Abbie said in more confusion.
“You don’t know them?! Oh I forgot you’re new
on New York… J.A.V are simply the most
popular group in your college, they comprise of
Julian, Alex and Violet.. All come from rich
families… Well your school is basically a college
for rich kids so..” Kate shrugged.
“So those three h@të Lucas and his friends?”
Abbie asked and Kate blobbed her head up and
down like an agama lizard.
“Not only that but… Lucas and Alex are brothers.
I personally, I h@të Alex! He’s too full of himself
and a huge playboy unlike Lucas” Kate said and
Abbie smiled on the mention of Lucas.
“How do you know all these.. You’re not even in
my school” Abbie raised a brow.
“I’m not the gossip queen for nothing… Any
news you wanna hear, come meet me.” Kate
flaunted her hair and Abbie chuckled.
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Alex’s car drove in the mansion at exactly
8:47PM. He got out of his car, feeling much
better than how he left the school.
“S*x is the only solution to all my problems”
He began walking in the house with a smile on
his lips but the smile immediately fell when he
saw the last person he wanted to see.
“Kid bro” Lucas smiled.
Alex rolled his eyes and began walking away.
“It’s almost 9, where have you been? You
missed dinner and mom and dad were worried
about you” Lucas said, making Alex to halt.
He turned and looked at Lucas then chuckled..
“Oh please! Will you guys stop acting like I’m a
teenager? I’m 23 for f*ck sake, I can fend on my
own” Alex flared
“I know, I was just worried about you” Lucas
spoke calmly, a contrast to how Alex was
speaking to him.
Alex looked at him for a while and scoffed.
“Stop putting this pathetic face of yours. It
doesn’t suit you” Alex scoffed again and left for
his room.
Lucas stood akimbo, watching him go upstairs.
“What’s even wrong with this kid? Did his own
puberty start at this age?” Lucas muttered.
He shrugged and left for his room
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Mrs Adams got down her car and removed her
shades, putting it in her hair. She was putting on
a black one shoulder top fitted in a white
palazzo pants and black scarpin high heels.
Her expensive handbag and white coat on one
arm while her other hand tugged her hair behind
her ear as she walked.
One who sees her wouldn’t even guess she has
given birth talkless of giving birth to someone
as old as Julian.
“Mrs Adams” Doctor Owen stood up when she
got in his office.
He’s the owner of this hospital and also the one
in charge of Whitney’s health.
“How are you doing Owen” They both shook
hands.
“I’m fine, please have a seat” Owen said and sat
down
Mrs Adams did so, crossing her legs..
“How’s the health of the patient I brought here”
She asked.
Owen fixed his lenses before speaking.
“Thankfully, we succeeded in pulling her from
the claws of death but unfortunately, her face is
damaged beyond repair, we have to do a face
surgery on her though it’ll cost money” Owen
said.
“Start the surgery as soon as she wakes up.
Money is not a problem for me” Mrs Adams
said.
“Okay ma’am, you just-”
A knock came up, interrupting their talk. The
door opened and a nurse peeped in
“Sir, the patient 438 has woken up” She said.
“Okay” He nodded and the nurse left.
“Mrs Adams, the patient you brought here has
woken up” Owen said and Mrs Adams’s face
brightened.
“Can I see her?” She asked.
“Sure… This way” Owen led the way and she
followed.
They went to the VIP sector and opened the
door to a ward to meet a girl sitting on the bed
while blinking innocently, staring at the wall in
front of her.
Her face was completely bandaged only her
eyes, mouth and nose could be seen.
She turned to the door when it opened. Mrs
Adams smiled in relief when he saw she has
woken up.
“Miss how are you doing?” The doctor asked.
Whitney stared innocently at them, blinking at
intervals..
“W.. Who are you?” She asked
“I’m doctor Owen and this is Mrs Adams. She’s
your savior” Owen smiled.
“My.. My savior? From what exactly did you
save me from?” Whitney asked and Mrs Adams
eyes widened.
“Huh?”
“What I’m I doing here? What happened to my
face?? Who I’m I?? Why can’t I remember
anything!” Whitney immediately began
panicking, touching her face.
She tried moving but the pain she felt on her
thigh restricted her.
“Doctor,, I think she’s suffering from amnesia.
Maybe it’s due to the fall” The nurse beside
said..
“What’s happening to me!!” Whitney began
crying..
Mrs Adams placed her things on the chair and
went to her. She sat on the bed and her hand.
“Hey.. Hey.. Look at me, calm down” Mrs Adams
began pacifying her.
“You got into an accident and that affected your
memory but don’t worry, I’ll take care of you and
everything will be fine okay?” Mrs Adams
smiled assuredly.
“Your name is..” Mrs Adams paused trying to
remember the name she saw tattooed on her
thigh.
“Whitney! Your name is Whitney okay? Don’t
worry, everything will be fine” Mrs Adams said.
Whitney sniffed and nodded before smiling
widely..
“Okay aunt.. Can I call you aunt?” She asked
sweetly and Mrs Adams nodded with a smile.
“And about your face, it got badly damaged so
the only option is to change it. Do you want to
change it?” Mrs Adams asked.
“Sure!! So long as my new face will be super
cute and pretty” Whitney said.
“Okay..” Mrs Adams smiled.
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Abbie got down Rudy’s car with a smile but that
was contrary to Rudy.
“C’mon sis! Who’s that guy you’re dating, I
wanna know if he’s worthy of my sis” Rudy
whined behind her.
“I already told you it’s a girl’s secret. You’ll know
when the time comes” Abbie said, walking front.
Yesterday when her and Lucas met, he asked
her to keep their relationship low key for now,
that he wants to let his parents know first
before the public.
Abbie explained everything to Kate and she
promised not to tell anyone they’re dating, not
even their brother Rudy.
Rudy overheard them talking about boyfriend
but couldn’t hear who it was.
“What’s up dude!!” Tyler walked to them with
Lucas beside him
He bumped fists with Rudy.
“Who’s this hot chick here. She’s cute!” Tyler
smiled.
Abbie recognized him to be Rudy’s seatmate.
“It’s my sister and she has a boyfriend so get
your playboy eyes off her” Rudy said.
“Too bad.. I’m Tyler anyways” Tyler winked.
“I’m Abigail” Abbie smiled.
Her gaze landed on Lucas and they exchanged
glance.
“I’m Lucas” He stretched his hand.
“Abigail” Abbie slowly accepted his handshake.
“If the presentation are over, let’s go to our hall..
Our lecturer is one hella Sëx¥ lady.. I once told
you guys I’ll Füçk her right? Well I did, check out
the video I made. Her p**sy was so pinkish and-
”
“Shut up!! You’re corrupting my sister!!” Rudy
blocked Abbie’s ears.
Abbie chuckled as they walked. They got to the
building their LH was in and a gasp escaped
their lips when they saw a picture of Abbie
pasted all over the area with “Plastic face”
written on it.
The people looked at it and laughed when they
saw Abbie.
? I’ve always known her pretty face is too
good to he true!
? What do you expect from a Korean girl. A
country full of fake faces!
? I’m sure her face is just fake like her
personality. Who knows I’m sure she’s a slut
who hides it behind that innocent smile
“Who could do this!!” Rudy exclaimed angrily
The posters were so much that it’ll take time to
remove all of them.
Abbie looked surprised as she received all the
h@të comments. She was still looking at all the
posters when her eyes landed on someone..
ALEX!
He was walking with his hands in his pocket
with a satisfactory smile on his face. He
glanced at Abbie with a look that says “it’s just
the beginning” before entering the building.
Abbie folded her fists tightly in anger..
“Let me just get my hands on the person that
did this!!” Rudy kept ranting angrily.
“Don’t worry brother, I’ll personally deal with it
myself. A bully can’t bully an ex bully… He
wants to see craziness in all its glory? That’s
what he will see” Abbie smirked and began
walking front.
“He?” Rudy raised a brow in confusion.
Meanwhile Lucas smiled in admiration as he
followed behind.
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Alma, Zoey and Abbie chatted as they walked
back to the dressing room. They were just back
from their gym class.
“Can’t believe I broke my back while trying to do
that back flip” Zoey said. She Mõ@ned painfully
as she stretched her back.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a massage” Alma hung
her arm round Zoey’s shoulder.
“You won’t give me a massage with those
lesbian hand of yours” Zoey pushed her off
“These two” Abbie shook her head.
They got to the girl’s changing room and took
out their clothes to change from their
sportswear.
“On Wednesday will be the official opening of
the various clubs in our school. Which one will
you girls join” Zoey asked as she pulled off her
top.
“I’ll go for the club swimming and club foot race,
I love both” Alma said.
“We can join two clubs?” Abbie asked and Zoey
nodded.
“Then I’ll join the cheerleading club and dance
club” Abbie smiled.
“I’ll go for wh@tëver club Rudy goes for” Zoey
said dreamily.
“Just say you have no talent” Alma rolled her
eyes.
Abbie chuckled.
“I’ll meet you guys in hall, need to have a quick
bath. I’m all sweaty” Abbie said and stripped
before entering a small cabinet.
“See you in our hall then!” Zoey said and left
with Alma.
Abbie began humming a song as she ran a
shower. Just at that time, someone tiptoed in
the room.
The person saw Abbie’s clothes laying on
bench. With a smirk on the person face, the
figure brought out a Scissors.
“Let’s see if masquerade outfit will fit you” The
person began cutting her clothes..
Just the way it came, the person left after
wards.
Few seconds after, Abbie came in while
humming a K-pop song with a towel round her
body. The towel ended below her knees.
A gasp escaped her lips when she saw her
clothes in pieces.
“Ahhhh!!!!”
FEW MINUTES LATER**
? Has she gone mad too?
? Not only does she has a plastic face but she
has gone mad too
? Call a psychiatric hospital asap!!
Abbie marched barefooted along the hallway
with only that towel round. She has a very angry
look on her face and her wet hair sticking to her
face did a great job in giving off that menacing
vibe.
She held her tattered clothes in her hand as she
marched angrily to one direction, not looking at
all the faces staring at her with weird look,
wondering if she has gone mad.
The students in the S.E (software engineering)
LH were discussing, while waiting for the
lecturer to arrive when someone noisily kicked
the door open
Abbie marched in
Alma and Zoey’s eyes widened when they saw
her attire. People began murmuring.
? I just h@të this girl.. Always trying to draw
attention to herself.
? First was my Alex who winked at her now
she comes out half naked.. Obvious slut!
She dropped her clothes on the floor and swiftly
looked up at everyone. An icy silence descended
upon the hall at once.
“Who… Did this… To… My… Clothes??”
T.B.C♡
