Chapter 7

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I looked at the clock

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I looked at the clock. 2:30 AM. That meant still 1 hour. I sighed and thought if I could take leave early as I felt tired. I was at the McDonald's. I worked as a night-shift waiter there.

"7 large fries , 15 milkshakes , 14 bacon burgers , 8 happy meals - table no 12."

I was called to serve the food. It was really a huge order for me to carry. But as my job was still on testing , I needed to give my best. So I walked towards the counter , picked those trays of food and started walking. When I reached the table , I didn't look at the people who ordered the food and started placing their meal on the table. I turned to come back when I heard a voice , the voice of him , a shiver ran down my spine as I realised who it was.

"The food isn't hot , We wont have this."

I took slow steps and reached their table.

"Sir , I just microwaved them."

Before I could reply him , I felt my whole body burning and itching. My hands looked red and sudden panic took over me. The last thing I heard before fainting was Ava saying,

"SHE NEEDED TO FEEL HOW MUCH HOT IT ACTUALLY WAS."

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I woke up with a heavy head. All seemed dizzy to me when a woman in uniform entered. Okay , I was in a hospital.

"How are you feeling right now , Ms.Bella?"

"I'm good , everything just seems a bit dizzy."

"You're lucky that they weren't any type of liquid food that touched your skin , otherwise it would create a major damage."

I looked at my hand and they were bandaged. I was done , I was really done with this. They just can't do that to me.

"The police are here. They want to know if you want to press charges."

"Do I want to press charges?"
I whispered to myself.

"No , I don't remember who did it."

"WHAT?! You don't remember who did physical violence to you!?"

"No I don't , Can you please tell them to go , I can't take this anymore."

The nurse went out not before comforting me.

It was impossible to press charges against him. His dad was a Minister. The police themselves would stop working on this case after knowing this. I sighed , why with me?

•~~~~~~~~~~~~~•

I woke up by someone shaking me lightly. Before I could understand anything, I saw those deep green eyes staring at me. Ethan Keane looking at me sitting by my side! Did I get Schizophrenia or what? I thought of rubbing my eyes but before that ,

"I feel bad for whatever happened in there , I didn't realize that Ava might do something like that."

What? Ethan came here! To apologize?! OMG! But I was indeed disappointed with him.

"Yeah , it's ok. But, Whats with Ava?"

"She threw those chips on you."

"It was she?"

"Yeah."

I felt a slight relieve that Ethan didn't threw them at me. After that , silence was here for 2 or 3 minutes until I decided to change the topic .

"So , you're british?"

"Yeah , but how did you get that?"

"You just called french fries 'chips'."

He gave a whatever look and handed me a bottle of wine , huh?

"I thought to give you something and that's what came in my mind."

I sighed and kept that under my bed. Of course I'm not letting the cleaner find this on my bed.

I looked at him and it was clear he was feeling awkward.

"I don't like attacking innocent chicks like that. Don't worry. About Ava , I did whatever I needed to do with her."

He looked at my eyes for 2 seconds and lightly pecked my forehead and then left my room in hurry.

"Did they gave me drug alike something? Why the fuck I'm imagining things like this. But no , it wasn't imagination."

I said to myself with heavy breaths. I could feel my cheeks were burning red. When my breathing got to a bit normal my phone beeped. It was a text , from an unknown number,

"It's such a relief that you're in a good condition , Bella. I'm really sorry for not coming to you , my mom is sick. I'll come to you soon , not for you but for me. I miss you."

"Christian?''

I whispered as I felt something in my stomach.

•••••••••
𝓗𝓮𝔂𝓪 , 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼.
𝓐𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓮𝓶𝓭𝓮𝓭 ,
𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓰.
𝓑𝓾𝓫𝓫𝔂𝓮 ♡

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