BLOODY ROMANCE

Chapter 6

🩸BLOODY ROMANCE ❤️
(By Blood 🩸 or By Love ❤️)
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By aUtHoR dEsTiNy 💯
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Chapter 6🔥
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@Cambridge University
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🖤_JAMES_🖤
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"Hey... you've to wake up. You are late for school"

I opened my eyes sluggishly.
Mason was staring at me.
"Are you sick?" He asked.

"No why?"

He gave me a long look, "Have you check your time?"

My eyes drifted to the golden wall clock. 8:45am

"My God!!!" I screamed as I jumped from the bed.

"Thanks for waking me so early!" I scoffed at Mason before hurrying to the bathroom.
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"You're in such a hurry today" Mrs Orwell said as I made to leave the house.

I smiled at her and hurried off.
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Lecture was going on when I reached the class.
The lecturer scoffed as I greeted him.
"Blacks are never serious with their studies. That's why majority of them are illiterate." He said to himself, loud enough for the whole class to hear.

I was offended but I ignored it.

The whole class was doing something with their computer. I brought out mine.
"Wow...nice model" the boy beside me said, admiring my apple laptop.
"Thanks"
"What's the ram storage?" He asked.

Just when I was about to reply, my phone rang. It was a very loud ringtone.

Everyone in the class turned and stare.

The lecturer propelled towards me and snatched the phone from me.
"I don't allow phones in my class"

He kept it in his front desk.
Surprisingly, the phone rang again. Louder this time.

The lecturer angrily turned off the volume of the phone.
Then he taught for six boring hours.

It was evening when we ended the class. He handed my phone back.

I gasped as I found seventeen missed call from an unknown number.

Then a message.
I opened the text and gasped.

📩 James, something just happened, I need your help, Is very urgent 😢🙏📩

I was stunned.
*Who is this?* I wondered
I called the number, it was switched off.
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@Harvard University
USA🇺🇲
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🤍_SMITH_🤍
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When I got to the hostel, Theo was on my bed eating spaghetti. The bed was littered with the food particles, which I fell that he intentionally did it.

I tried to be friendly as possible, "Hello Theo. How was your day?"

He gave me the hardest look in the world, surprisingly he nodded and said "As Usual, it was good but boring"

This is a good start.
I shall progress with the conversation, maybe we could be friends.

"Really? What made it boring?"

He used his fork and roughly jabbed at his spaghetti. He toyed with it and then threw it on my bed.

I widened my eyes but said to myself *C'mon Chris. Be calm. Exercise little patient.*

Finally, he said "It was boring because there was no one to kill." He brought out his gun and showed me.
"I didn't use it the whole of today. But I wouldn't mind using it on anyone who decides to spoil my afternoon with some silly questions" he said, referring to me.

I froze and stare blandly at him.

He stood up and brought his face close to mine. "C'mon guy, I know what you're trying to do. But trust me, we can never be friends" he said and slam the foil of spaghetti on my face.
Then he walked off.

I stood still for a while, until the pepper from the food got into my eyes and soon, I was sobbing (I can't tell if it was because of the hot food on my face, the pepper on my eyes, or because I was being bullied).
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@Cambridge,
England 🇫🇴
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🖤_JAMES_🖤
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11:45pm.
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I was having serious headache. I opened my box and took some pills.

The pills didn't work. Rather, the headache intensified.

I wanted badly to talk to my brother. If Only he could just pick the call.

I took my phone and called him again. No answer.
I texted him. No reply.

I know he's avoiding me. He knew that if ever he talk to me, we'll end up fighting in the phone.

Why?

The answer is simple, *he's with my diary*

I headed out if my room to Mason's.

To my surprise, he was with his Mum and Dad and from the look of things, there was real tension in the room.

Mr Orwell looked at me, "Have you seen Eliza today?"

My heart skipped.

"Hasn't she returned?" I asked.

"She hasn't." Mrs Orwell cried.

"Have you called someone, someone she knows or..." I paused.

"I've called Simon, his number isn't going through.

I remembered the text on my phone and I quickly brought it out and showed them.

"This is her mobile number!!!!!" Mrs Orwell shouted in shock.

Mason read the text aloud "James, something just happened. I need your help. Is very urgent 😢🙏"

"My Good God!" Mrs Orwell panicked.

"When did she sent you this?" Mr Orwell asked.

I checked the time the message arrived 1:05pm.

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🤍_SMITH_🤍
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After class, I approached her again.

"Hi!" I smiled.

She gave me a weird look.

"You don't recognize me?" I asked, quite disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I don't" she said plainly and made to go out from the class. I held her "Stop pretending babe."

"Leave me alone" she almost shouted.

What's wrong with her today.
Why is she being sassy.

"Excuse me, you can't just pretend like...." I stopped talking when I saw Theo, standing by the class door, staring at me. With his two hands folded.

I looked at him in shock.
Then I looked at my hands which were gripped firmly on his sister.

Adieu to me.
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Tbc.