Chapter 9

'I think this is the right time to cut it.'

'Not yet, he might wake up.'

'Look at him, you can drop him in the middle of the road like a bean bag, I swear he wouldn't bulge. It's now or never Eloïse.'

'You're right, it's about time for revenge.'

"Bloody hell!" Ace jutted out of bed sweating profusely. He touched the first thing which came to his mind--his hair.

Such a dream should never occur. He thought.

"Nightmare?" he heard the velvety familiar voice behind him. Eloïse was standing before the full-length mirror in a pair of white shorts and a body cleaving pink tank top adjusting her curls.

"Jesus, What the fu--"

"Uh uh, no cursing. Mum's words." She twitched her index finger in a 'no' gesture.

Ace rubbed his eyes in aghast, could he be double dreaming?

"Where you from? How and when did you reach here?"

His door flung open, "Is he finally awake? Oh, son, how I missed you so. How have you been? You look so pale." his mum rushed towards him with showers of kisses.

"Mum, s