Dandelion

Chapter 3

                                                                                 "Realizations"

The feeling of unfamiliarity doesn't seem to want to leave me anytime soon. As I looked around the room which they had referred to as mine, I thought of that.

A whole apartment was claimed as mine to be more exact. An apartment which was as big and fancy as the ones I used to watch on the screen while watching my favorite Tv dramas. Luxury waved at me wherever I was to land my eyes on. I could swear that even the hand mirror I had on my hold right now, costed more than what I had gathered over the twenty-two years of life that I had lived.

And I say lived cause apparently, I have been truly dead for a week now. A whole freaking week! I left my eyes to return to the screen of the laptop which I had left at the side of my bed and in which I had done some research related to my name. Amelia Lee. A girl who was found dead among a bunch of dandelion flowers at an old villa some miles away from her house in which she lived alone, the article said. As if I was not well aware of how I lived they continued to talk about how I had no close friends or relatives that were to have heard of me in years and they claimed my loneliness to have been one of the reasons why the police had no lead over who could have committed the crime.

Funny that I agree with them.

There seriously was no reason for anyone to kill me. All I ever did was walk from work home and vice-versa. I didn't even argue with anyone ever. As if what I would have to argue upon with anyone? That they crossed me on the line at the supermarket? Not that such a thing wasn't worth arguing over with someone cause some people do be acting rudely a bit too often, but I was always too lazy to say anything back to anyone.

I worked too many hours a day in a job that I wasn't even much fond of, to have the energy to do the slightest of things after, much more to engage in a whole argument with anyone. I barely socialized out of my work circle that was mandatory for God's sake! Why the heck would anyone target me?

I ruffled my hair in frustration at the thought only. Yes, someone could say that it was better that I had gotten killed cause apparently, I got to be in the body of someone as famous and wealthy as Choi ZeIn but it was not like that realization had brought any justice inside me. I still felt horrible to not say that I felt as if being dead could have been better.

What was the importance of life anyway? For someone like me who all her life was trying to find something that she never got any glimpse of, what was the point of living again? I surely think that there must have been thousands of other people more worthy of this 'chance'.

Oh well, at least I have a great skin completion now. Seriously she must use expensive products, otherwise, there is no explanation of how smooth and clean her face is. If this is purely out of her good genes I think I will need to have a small talk with whoever created her cause his favoritism surely went out of hand. A perfect skin, nice warm brown eyes, full and long eyelashes, brows that you could swear they were drawn by the hands of an artist and which I thought they were, till I removed the makeup I had on that was. Even her lips were healthy looking despite the fact that they weren't that big or anything. Her facial proportions were just perfectly made for her, her body matching greatly and adding up to the beauty phenomenon called Zein. Sure she was too fortunate in life.

Well, as fortunate as someone could call someone whose soul I don't know where it went. Could she possibly be dead? I was told that she slipped from some stairs and fell. No one knows how that happened but her manager found her soon enough. Elia, that guy with brown hair and a friendly aura was her manager. If her so-called boyfriend hadn't referred to him as that I would have never known.

Boyfriend. Miss Zein, you sure were keeping some secrets from the public, weren't you? Being in a relationship with the son of the Chairman of the entertainment company which she was contracted under. A definite scandal that would shake the masses for sure, if I could speak of it that is.

"How did you got yourself in so much trouble, Amelia?~" I hit the mirror with my index finger as I talked to the reflection of Zein. I could have seriously gone crazy if it wasn't for the exhaustion that was still looming over me. And who would have dared to blame me if I was to scream my lungs out at this moment? Definitely not me.

Wait, I guess I have gone crazy. I am standing here talking to a mirror and being calm. Does that sound sane? Definitely not. Ah, my poor mom. You had never thought that this would happen to your daughter, would you? Now you must be somewhere in a tropical place, shading tears while drinking cocktails. Of course, you would never wear black since it's not your color. You wouldn't want to drive away any good looking guys after all. Reasonable, that's definitely what my mom must be doing right now.

I almost pity my own self seriously. The heck had I done to deserve that life?  Well now that I think about it, maybe that's exactly why I am here. Maybe that's why it was me and no one else that got this 'chance'. Maybe the heavens are gifting me a chance to live what I never could. 

Oh-ho the thought only seems pleasant. What's there to sulk over? As if I lost some incredible life or something. I have everything anyone could ask for now. I have money...a bit too much. Only looking at the note I scrambled down after searching for what her net worth was, I feel dizzy.

I have beauty, a dazzling and admiring by many beauty. I have a name which is known across the world, a career that is higher than my own height, and a drop-dead gorgeous secret boyfriend who seemed to be highly affectionate if I was to take into consideration how he was looking over me as I was laying in this bed, after having regained my consciousness.

I was scared of him originally. His black costume reminded me of things I would rather forget, however, he sure was too gentle to ever harm anyone. Or so he seemed as he kept caressing my hair, pleading me to get a good rest before he left. This human sure was surrounded by people that loved her lots and even though I had met only too, I admit I had started to feel slightly jealous of her. Even though now I am her.

I guess it will take a while to get used to this. Till then I just have to be careful to not get caught or make anyone be suspicious of me.  I should take this opportunity that I am left alone in this room and research Zein as much as possible. What were her mannerisms? What kind of person was she like? As far as I knew she was the label of a true lady and that sure didn't sound like me at all.

"Oh, this is gonna be a pain." I sighed as I plopped backward on the bed only to remain there staring at the ceiling for a while. Not that there was anything interesting in it but for some reason, my eyes got stuck there and they weren't obeying on leaving that spot.

That was till a sound fell to my notice and made me lift my body up, soon making me look for the source of the buzzing which I happened to find over the white commode next to the bed. I grabbed the phone and looked at it, unable to open it as it required a password but then I recalled that I have her fingers and I treated it as mine, unlocking it with a finger scan.

The wallpaper was the first thing that fell to my notice as the device enabled me to access it and that was because it was a pitch-black background with doodlings of a man hanging by a rope, all in white ink. A bit too depressive of a vibe, for someone who always smiled brightly in my memories of her in Tv shows.

Going past that I stepped on the notification I had received and it took me to her messages where apparently I had taken a text from a number that was not saved on the device as it had no name.

-You have been warned. 

-Next time there won't be a next time.