#41 in Spiritual 2/3/17.
Religion. It's a big part of you. Some would say that religion is basically who you are.
All her life Amira has been told who she is. What she is.
A Muslim girl.
But the more she learns about her religion the more she r...
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-Vivian
We get to the hotel a little after 12AM, after dinner we walked around the island. Talking, laughing, arguing.
At one point he had to give me a piggy back ride because we couldn't find a cab and I got tired. So he carried me and all my shopping for five blocks.
Which is really nothing.
And I weigh nothing.
So yeah, I don't feel bad at all.
I'm in my room now, texting Natalie, Scarlet and Khadija back in our group. Hamza filed a complaint against Kate and showed the hotel's security team pictures of her just in case she tries to come to the hotel.
I honestly doubt that she will, I get that she's 'crazy' but really, how much of a psychopath could she be? And if she is that bad then why would Zayn still have her around? No guy in his right mind would stick around a girl with that many restraining orders.
Right?
Speaking of Zayn, I still haven't gotten around to properly thinking about what to do with that situation. Despite everything, I feel like I need to give him a chance. And then there's his stupid brother. I groan and put my head in my hands, throwing my phone on the bed. This is definitely not the time to be thinking about all this, I need to pack for the trip back home. I secretly can't wait to go back to Manhattan and our cozy little apartment. I even bought some cushions for our lounge.
After a bath, I'm looking for my phone which I'm sure I left on the bed, when I hear her.
"Looking for this?" I don't turn around.
I know it's her despite having never heard her voice.
It's Kate.
"Amira, or should I say Amy," I wince as she uses Seid's nickname for me.
I still don't turn around, I think I'm in shock. Think Amira think, how can I get out of here? Her voice is coming from right behind me which means she's in front of the door. How did she even get in? I'm sure I locked it.
"Turn the fuck around," Her scream startles me and I decide that I need to play for time for now.
So I turn around and face her, she's pretty; tall, blonde, perfect teeth, gray eyes. She's wearing a long black coat, she could genuinely be a model. But no, she needs to terrorize girls instead. Must be so much more rewarding.
"What's so special about you?" She steps closer to me, I notice my cellphone in her hand. "Answer me," She screams again.
"N-nothing," I hate myself for stuttering but I'm suddenly so scared of this girl.
