All Chapters of Write A Prisoner -1: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The bruise on her neck has left a bold mark by now she stares at a mirror in her apartment’s living room. It’s not hurt anymore, but the red color making it looks like she’s bitten by a naughty mosquito.“This is embarrassing,” she mutters, at the same time she wears a yellow floral scarf for her neck.

Messie still wanders herself in the party, while Joey suddenly has to meet his business guests on behalf of his mother’s request. She feels so lost in this big mansion without him around her. Her eyes are scanning the room well-warily. She really hates this madding crowd kind of stuff.Except when there’s a food table exists somewhere in the room, and soon, a smile engraves again on her lips. She slides herself agilely toward the table of sweet candies, but then her eyes catch another more delicious food to try out.

Messie gets up early in the morning from her bed, and she feels a sudden fever attacking her body. Her head feels dizzy, she can’t think clearly, but Lisa will be really mad if she’s late for work.She keeps walking staggeringly as she takes a towel on the way to the bathroom. The fever keeps on burning from the inside, and whenever she moves her body, the burn ignites.

The night street fills with random view. The dimmed lights, the high tower buildings, the shops, and just everything else.Messie usually enjoys the beautiful city night scenery while walking down the pavement road like this, but this time her mind is too occupied with a lot of things, and one of those is sadness.

“This is the kidnapping act! You kidnap me, you bastard!” Messie yells at him.He doesn’t bother to look back at her, since he is so focus driving his shiny silver Porsche car. As the car moves in such a dangerous high speed, the radio plays a disco song from 80’s on the background.