DESTINED

Chapter 17

*Y'all might get upset and angry at me with this chapter. Sometimes things don't really go the way we wanted*

It's the next day, just past 12:00pm, Zac was sitting by the dining table doing some work on his laptop.

Mr Wilson: Feet on my table son?

Mrs Wilson: I told him to put them there, you see his leg needs to be elevated.

Mr Wilson: I haven't had a chance to talk to you about Fatima.

Zac: Yes sir. I know you said that she is off limits but I couldn't get her out of my head, I tried so hard but failed.

Mr Wilson: I don't know you but don't ever hurt her.

Zac: I won't. Even Naila, I'll make sure they are good.

Mr Wilson: Speaking of Naila, where is she?

Zac: She was just here, I think they're getting ready to go out.

Mr Wilson: Duke will drive them, hopefully this is the last time I hear of Ian in my house.

Zac: Hopefully this is the last time they see him, I'm already sick of him.

Mr Wilson: Don't get jealous now.

Zac: I'm not...where are you going dressed like that?

Fatima was just coming down the stairs with Naila behind her.

Fatima: I told you I'm taking Naila to see Ian?

Zac: In that outfit?

Fatima: Yes.

Zac: Change. Wear some sweatpants.

Fatima: In this heat? I'm good

Naila: I think it's pretty.

Fatima: Thank you. We'll be back in a couple of hours.

Mr Wilson: Duke is probably waiting outside.

Fatima: No need. I'll drive.

Zac: Of course. Fatima take Duke.

Fatima: I'm not, Naila let go baby.

Fatima left without giving Zac a kiss and he was pissed. They arrived at the restaurant and Ian hadn't arrived yet. They ordered milkshakes while waiting for him. It was now 30 minutes later and still no Ian, Fatima has been calling him but no answer.

Naila: I'm hungry.

Fatima: Order food, I'm going to make a call. Order me a cheese burger.

Fatima stood up and went outside to call Ian one last time.

Fatima: I don't know where you are or if you're playing games but you need to get your ass here. Naila is here wondering if you'll show up. Don't do that.

Fatima: Did you order?

Naila: Yes. Is he still coming?

Fatima: Yes he is.

Fatima didn't want to lie to her because she still has hope that he will show up.

Naila: What if he doesn't come?

Fatima: He will come.

Their food arrived and they ate. Fatima was furious, how could he promise her and drop her like that. They got into the car and Naila was on the verge of tear, she watched her daughter through the mirror as he was looking out the window. They got home and Naila ran upstairs to Fatima's room.