Blind Case (Completed ✔️)

Chapter Three

The peaceful night went by quickly and it was now 6:45 am. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Because I was still very sleepy, I used twenty minutes there and hurriedly dressed in black jeans and black long sleeve shirt. Just so you know, black's my favorite color. I did a little makeup...well, maybe not a little. But still, it was just foundation, mascara, eye liner and lip gloss I used.

Yeah, that was a little. My brain told me, sarcastically. You're probably wondering why my brain talks. Seriously, I don't know why and how but it's frustrating.

I took my bag and ran down stairs. I kept it near the chair and went into the kitchen to get breakfast. I made scrambled eggs and coffee quickly.

I was still eating when my phone alarm rang. Shit! It's 7:20 already. I dropped breakfast and took my bags outside.

I almost forgot my mum! I ran back inside and went to her room. She was sleeping peacefully but I knew she was lonely. If only dad was here. My eyes began to water as I thought of my dad and I quickly pulled myself together. I kissed her head and used the blanket to cover her properly before slipping out of the house.

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"Camilla, what took you so long?" Thomas asked when I got to the office.

"Camy woke up late." I replied.

"Oh dear!" He shook his head. "Hayden has been waiting since."

"Uhm.... His luck." I said and Thomas chuckled slightly.

"Alright now. Off you go. Your flight leaves at 8." he said.

I checked the time, it was 7:50 already. I waved at him and ran to my ride. I sat inside and just when I thought my morning would start off good, Hayden showed up and sat beside me.

"Morning." I said trying to be nice. But the idiot completely snubbed me. He kept his eyes glued to his phone and kept typing on it.

I sighed and tried not to appear hurt. I took my phone too and started playing games.

We reached the airport at exactly 8:00a.m. due to the severe traffic jam and hurried to the plane.

Fast-forward....
We reached New York City around three and a car was already waiting for us. The driver took us to a hotel were we would reside.

"Welcome to Daily's Hotel." The reception said with a smile.

"Er... Thank you." I replied. "We've booked a room before so..." I trailed off. How do we talk to hotel attendants?

"Your names?" The lady asked.

"Camilla Veda and..." I looked over at Hayden. I knew his name but hey! Who wants to say the name of a grumpy fellow.

"Sir?" The lady asked him.

He took his eyes from his phone and looked at her. "Hayden Devin." He said. Oh! So he talks. I rolled my eyes. I must say though, his voice was so sexy and deep and manly too.

Snap out of it, lover girl! My brain snapped. I shook my head and went back to hating him. Grumpy fellow.

"Oh! I've seen your reservation. Room 166. Here's the key." The lady said and I collected it and smiled. A concierge helped us with our luggage and we got into the elevator.

There was uncomfortable silence except from the noise coming from the tapping of Hayden's phone. Now, the one thing I wanted was to quickly finish this stupid case.

We reached the 19th floor and got out of the elevator then headed to our room. We got there and I swear it looked like a palace...nah! Heaven. It was painted white and the furnitures were gold. Different paintings were hung on the wall. There was two rooms there and I picked the first one even without knowing what was inside.

The concierge bowed and left us. I grabbed my luggage without taking a second look at the maniac... the phone addicted maniac. I'm gonna make life hell for you, I promise.

I entered the room and couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful and standard it was. There was a king sized bed, properly laid and a round chair in front of it. A plasma TV was hung on the wall and there was also another door that led to the closet and bathroom. I hopped into the soft bed and it made me bounce. Paradise.

I later left the room after taking a shower and combed my hair down. I wore my black denim shorts and white tanks top and went to the parlor. My partner was still in his room.

I laid on the soft comfy chair and started playing with my phone. Suddenly, my phone was out of my hand.

"Who's that psycho?!" I asked angrily. I sat up and stared at him. "What gave you the right to take my phone? Give it back!" I shouted and reached out to collect it but before I could take it back, he smashed it on the floor. I gasped. "Are you insane?!" I climbed down the couch and stooped to take it but it was already damaged beyond repair. I swear, I'm gonna kill this idiot.

"You shouldn't be using that phone. Everyone already knows you with it." He said.

"You mad beep. How is it any of your business if anyone knows me with the phone? That's the only way I can talk to my friends you fool." I shouted.

"If you want to talk to anyone, you can use mine." He said.

"Oh right! I would love to come to you and beg you to lend me your phone." Note the sarcasm.

He rolled his eyes at me and left but stopped at his door. "Get dressed. We're going somewhere by 8." He said and entered his room.

I felt like tearing him into pieces and feeding him to the dogs. He couldn't even apologize. I went to my room angrily and slammed the door.

Get dressed. He says.

We're going somewhere by 8. He says.

As if I would wanna go anywhere with him. I slumped on my bed and bit my hair angrily, trying to calm down before I end up murdering my so called partner.

Looks like someone's about to get murdered. 😂😂 Let's see if they would be able to work together and solve the case with the hatred they share.