Married to my nemesis-Chapter 122: Big lift

Phoebe tried her best to get on the back of the horse, as she tried her best, Enim placed a hand on her head looking at Phoebe with curiosity.

Why was she using her entire force just to get on the horse?

"Are you really going to get on the back of the horse, is this your big lift?"

"Not just a big life my sister, this is greatest lift to heaven, to a blossoming heaven."

"But wouldn’t you fall if you get on the back of that thing, you might injure yourself if you take it at a high rate and you’re drunk."

Phoebe chuckled.

"I think you’re wrong, Enim. There’s no way I can be drunk, you’re the one who’s seeing so many things, if you look into my eyes then you’ll discover that I’m just alright. I’m not drunk at all."

"Well, will you listen to me if I want to come with you?" It was another voice which made the two turn around to see who the unwelcomed guest was.

Zayn.

Phoebe pursued her lips in shock and then she fluttered her eyes with unexpressed emotions.

"What are you doing here?" She tried her best to get her hand pointed at the right person since her finger was shaking along with her senses.

"You came," Enim said with an excited tone.

"What? Wait a minute, if you came here and you were able to enter does it mean that you’re a wizard? Ahhh," Phoebe closed her mouth out of shock and then she shook her head.

"Don’t tell me you’re a wizard. Enim, look at your back he’s going to eat you now if you don’t move away."

"No he isn’t a wizard I was the one who brought him here."

"But how did you allow him to enter?"

"Don’t think you’re the only cunning one here, I also have my ways. I’m going now, I can’t take a ride with you, your big lift will probably lead you to heaven instead and I can’t go yet, I still have a lot to deal with but you can take this man along, I brought him here because I was sure you would make me drink and I wouldn’t be able to protect you in my drunken state. And as for you Mr. Man," she said as she turned to him pointing her finger at him.

"I give you my responsibility, don’t misuse and over do it or else, I promise, I’m going to kill you."

Zayn chuckled as he raised his hands in surrender.

" What ever is your command, it would be done, " Enim scoffed and then she staggered to take a step to walk.

"Good boy," she said without looking at the back.

Moving away from the place, Zayn made sure to caught Phoebe who was still trying to get on the horse.

Holding her on her waist, he made sure she stayed on the horse firmly.

"Leave me, I don’t want you to help me out, I can stay on my own."

"Aren’t you going to take an helmet to protect you?"

Phoebe giggled.

"Why would I want an helmet, I’m not riding on a bike or motorcycle, I’m riding on a horse, and besides, wearing helmets are for cowards only. "

" Really? " Phoebe nodded and then Zayn stepped on the lift.

" What are you doing?" Phoebe questioned as he was getting on the back of the horse.

"If you want to be a coward then I also want to be a coward but that’s along with you I can’t risk you falling down."

Phoebe turned her head to the back as she smile when he sat on the behind.

"You’re a real piece of work, after all."

"Is good you know," he said and then he embraced Phoebe to hold the reign of the horse pulling her closer to him and then her back was firmly on his chest.

He used the opportunity to take everything back about what he said at the party.

" Phoebe, would you listen to me if I tell you I’m sorry about what had happened that night? "

" Just ride the horse already, I’m bored, " Phoebe grumbled as Zayn chuckled and then he pulled the reign of the horse as the horse took it’s lift.

Meanwhile, Enim was nearby sitting at the bar seat, she placed her elbow on the table and then placed her head on her palm as she stared at them.

Her eyes were blinking she could feel she was on the verge of dozing off but then she was shaken by the ringtone of her phone call.

She reached for her phone in her pocket and then she looked at the id of the caller, a smile formed on her face as she answered the call.

"Hi," she said with an excited expression but she couldn’t hear him say a word after, she could hear him speak a bit but then the words were broken, it seemed there was no network connection at the area.

She tried again but then the call was broken voice.

"Vixen, I think I have to go out now, I can’t hear your words," she said in a drunken tone as Vixen immediately realized it.

Enim struggled to get on her feet taking steps like a baby learning how to walk till she made it to the exit of the ranch and then she stated at the dark passage.

There was some network around the area, she called Vixen once again and then it was Vixen’s concerned tone.

"Enim are you drunk?"

Enim chuckled as she played with her hair.

"I wouldn’t tell you whether or not. I just want to hear about you, I’m with the Phoebe so there’s no need to worry about me, and what about you, Vixen? How are you doing? "

" We spoke this morning, I just wanted to call you again because I was missing you. "

Enim blushed thankfully the environment was dark it was impossible to see her expression.

" Vixen, can you come back? I miss you so much already, I feel alone, " she pleaded like a child.