Glamour's POV
#Previously
I couldn't believe myself right now, and I honestly don't know what I was going to do, I felt like I've totally messed up now, and there's no more escaping, I mean what could be worst than informing an enemy of your plans to kill them right before you even get the chance to.
I laid back down on my bed letting all the possibilities of ways that I might try to take back what I had said, but I couldn't think of any, so I continued to lay still on the bed until I heard a message alert tone, and the phone I was clutching tightly in my hand lit up, indicating an incoming message.
I didn't feel any strength in my limbs, so I brought the phone slowly to my face and opened up the message before reading it quietly.
"Hey, Glam, uhh, I sent your number to your hot and handsome husband, just in case he calls, bye (wink emoji)," the message read.
Of course, it's Maya, it's always being her.
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I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with Maya, that girl is going to be the death of me someday.
I really don't know if she does this intentionally to torment me, or if she's just too clueless.
I think Maya was sent to me not just as a friend, but also as someone who would make sure my personal doom finds me.
She was the person who started all this, and it's like she doesn't realize just how much damage she has caused already and she was still fuelling it even more.
I really don't know what I'm going to do with that girl, maybe someday she would end up succeeding in killing me.
I was feeling so tired with all the thoughts going through my head, but I still couldn't rid myself of the eery feelings I'm having, because I'm still convinced that there's a hidden camera in my room and unless and until I find it, I know I won't be able to sleep comfortably, so I got up and continued to search for it.
I looked under my dresser and on the body of my dressers mirrors, I even opened my closet and checked, I checked the curtains and every single corner that was present in my room, but I still couldn't find anything, it was like the was no hidden cameras just like he said.
However, I still didn't feel any form of relief that I couldn't find any cameras, if anything, I felt even more spookier because if he wasn't watching me through a camera, then how did he know exactly what I was doing, I asked myself but I couldn't get any answers...
I sat on my bed feeling like bugs were crawling up my arms as I thought of possibilities about what just happened.
I thought about it for a while but couldn't really understand what was going on, so I tried to stop thinking about the whole thing but that didn't work either and I felt I couldn't remain in that room anymore unless I was ready to loose my mind.
I went out of my room, and went over to Hamdi's because I know I couldn't stay there for a minute longer.
When I arrived at Hamdi's room which down the hallway to my room, I found him in front of his computer, speaking to someone through a video call, but he quickly ended the call after I walked in.
"Who was that?" I asked him before plopping down unto his bed, something he disliked so much because according to him, his bed is his most sacred place in his room, and he doesn't want anyone to step on it, but I've never been one to listen to him anyway and he got tired of complaining and eventually stopped.
However, each time I sit on his bed, I could see the slight grimace on his face but he wouldn't say anything because he knows I'll end up teasing him about it.
"No one you need to know for now," Hamdi retorted to my question and that made me wonder who it was.
"Was that your girlfriend?" I asked him even I know it probably wasn't, but the look on his face when I said girlfriend, made me think I might be wrong and it was probably his girlfriend.
"I don't have a girlfriend," He said and tried to mask the slight embarrassment from his face.
"Ohh... I hear wedding bells," I said teasingly and Hamdi glared at me playfully but he didn't try to say anything regarding what I just said and that made me conclude that my thoughts were probably correct.
And from the looks on his face, it actually looks like he's in love with her, and that I felt happy for him, that at least he would be happily married to someone he loves and his life won't be like mine which have become like a living nightmare.
I was quiet after I said what I did last as I thought of how happy I would be to see him having a beautiful relationship just like that of mom and Dad, and then Hamdi spoke, breaking me off my thoughts.
"Why are you here I thought you went to bed early," Hamdi said and after listing to him, I was forced to remember why I actually came over, even though I tried everything I could just so I wouldn't think about it but all my efforts to do so was futile.
"Well I'm hungry, but I want to eat a food you make me m," I lied instead because I know I can't tell Hamdi the truth about what was going on.
Hamdi stared at me for a while, and for a moment I thought he might catch on with my lies but then he just said ," you know Ms Butter is not going to glad about it right?" Hamdi asked and I just stuck out my bottom lips without saying a word because I knew my pouting face always worked on him, and also because I knew he was only joking about it.
"What do you want to eat," Hamdi asked as he got up and motioned for me to follow him and we both went towards the kitchen.
"I just want a chicken salad, " I said as we walked over to the kitchen.
"You seriously made me leave my humble room and come all the way to the kitchen just to make you a salad?" Hamdi said and then added a Tsk tsk tsk.
"I don't know how you'll ever be able to survive without me," he added feeling a little proud that I would actually miss him and he knows it.
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Another chapter took a while, but here it is, I hope you have much fun reading it.