I looked around to find the familiar figure I saw running out of the hotel lobby.
I was desperately looking for her a while ago when the ambulance came and took my friend to the hospital.
Then finally, I saw her coming out of the resort and even before she got into the car, I called her.
"Nita!"
She stopped on her track and faced me. She frowned and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What?"
"What happened?" I calmly asked her. I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt but once I know she has something to do with the drowning of my best friend, I'll be the one to take the blame and drown her in the water.
"What what happened, Becky? It was an accident." she shrugged.
"You're a swimmer, Nita . Don't fool me." I coldly answered. I'm annoyed because it seems like there's nothing that changing here.
"Well, guess what? Even the fittiest and toughest swimmers could feel leg cramps too."
"But why did you let Irin go?! I saw you with my own eyes, Nita. You let her go!" I shouted
"Gosh, Becky ! What's not clicking? I told you it was an accident. I didn't like what happened either." Her eyebrows answered me. And unexpectedly she suddenly grinned.
"One more thing, I didn't know your friend was that bad."
My ears felt like ringing when I heard that so I quickly came to her and pulled her collar tightly towards me. I can feel my eyes watering with annoyance and anger here.
Our faces were just a few inches apart and I whispered angrily. "Don't you dare call my friend lampa, Nita! I might paralyze you!" my cheeks heat up at the threat of it. When she didn't answer, I continued.
"The moment I find out you intentionally drowned my friend, I'll be the one to destroy you, Nita! Mark my word, I'll make sure I get irin back from you! You're wicked!"
"Armstrong!"
I didn't flinch at the familiar voice that called my last name and tightened my grip on her collar. I noticed that she was tense and hee face was gradually reddened when she met my angry eyes.
Then suddenly, some arms reached my waist and pulled me away causing me to let go of nitas collar.
"Stop it, Miss Armstrong. Are you out of your mind?!" She snorted at me and then turned to Nita.
"Go home, Nita. The company driver is waiting for you."
Her gaze shifted between us and finally landed on her arms wrapped around my waist.
And then I realized, Miss Freen was still hugging me from behind! Oh gosh!
I suddenly moved away from her frowning.
"So, is she your new toy, freen? Have you really moved on from me? Is she better?" She smiled at Miss freen.
Well, Nita ?! Why is she saying that ?! If there's a toy here, it's her. She looks like Chaka Doll rolled in buffalo poop!
"What are you talking about?" Miss Freen raised her eyebrows when she asked this.
"Is she the one you replaced me with? Really? Isn't that a downgrade, Freen?"
Whore? Downgrade? Eh, just with boobs, this chararat is gone for me?! What else is there to talk about?! The thickness and roughness of the witch's face! Even beat the sandpaper my Daddy used! It's nice to rub on the cement!
