𝐀 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 ✓

Chapter 23

Third Person P.O.V :

Barron was glaring at everyone standing in front of him.
"You did what ?"
"It wasn't our fault, Pitbull was still drunk. I think."

Johnny said, and started to think again.
Was he really drunk ? Or was he just pretending to be drunk so he would have an excuse ?
Barron thought.

"Isn't anyone going to speak about what happened before ? We were all harassed here."
Matt said sassily.
"You're not allowed to speak anyway, It was your idea."
Annie spoke.

"yeah, you were all "Let's go hire Pitbull just to annoy Adelle, because of something that she didn't have a hand in." Grow up, Matt. You're not a kid anymore, we don't do stuff just to annoy people, and..We all were exaggerating about not find someone to replace T. R. Knight, but if we asked our new producer, he wouldn't have hesitated."
That was Caden, but as he finished his sentence, they all looked towards Hamdy.

"You know what ? Solve your problems away from me, I'm going to make it up to Adelle, and when you feel like apologizing, just do it."
Barron said, and walked away.

Adelle's P. O. V :

I was sitting on my desk, sobbing. I can't believe this happened again, and in front of plenty of people.
But I wasn't the only one who was harassed.

Just then, I heard the class room's door opening, revealing Barron.
"Hey, Goddess."
I ran towards him, and hugged him as tight as I can.
He hugged me back, soothing my sobs a bit.

"Adelle, I'm so sorry about what happened, I know you hated it since you were young but I'm sorry for it."
I nodded through the hug, and spoke, my voice cracking.

"It's not your fault, Barron."
"Listen, I wanna make it up to you, but right now you have school, so we can just sit here, and cuddle. And we can spend more time together after school. What do you say ?"

I nodded.
"Yes, I would love to."
"speaking of which, Where is the rest of the class ?"
I shrugged.
"They must be in the playground."
We spend the next 30 minutes cuddling.

Later That Day :

I went home after I bid Barron goodbye.
When I walked into the living room, I saw my mum.
"Hey, mum. What are you doing ?"
"Hey, Honey ! I'm contacting Hany Rahal."

I gave her a confused look.
"Who's that ?"
"well, I asked one of the people who work at Vodafone (Egyptian phone company) what to do, and he told me to go to Hany since he's an expert in getting stolen phones back! You should come with me tomorrow to meet him."

"yeah, ok."
Something smells fishy. I thought but I nodded anyway and entered my room.

The Next Day :
2:20 P. M :

We were sitting in front of one of Hany Rahal's assistants (since he had plenty.)
"so, ma'am. Where were you when your phone was stolen ?"
My mum answered, quicker than I thought.
"Victoria."

I don't understand.

"I'll have you know that Mr Hany Rahal traces the phones himself, and you have nothing to worry about. You just have to sign here and here, and we'll let you know if we get something."

Mum nodded.
And we left after.

"Mum, why did you say Victoria instead of Stanley Bridge ?"
I asked, as we headed towards our car.
"You'll know later."

That was strange. Does she know something ?
I thought.

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Writer's Note :

So guys...
I need to talk to you about something..

I'm used to buying Pizza from the restaurant Rajwan works in, aka Aroos Dimshq ( Damascus Bride in English Translation ), and it was the only way to see him because when I see someone I consider close to me even if he doesn't know it, I forget what he looks like. It's true.

Now there's some kind of propaganda about the restaurant and how the Egyptian government are planning to close it because of something the manager did, and how they want all the Syrians back in Syria.

If they close it, I'll never see Rajwan again, and.. It will be hard for me to continue the story, because Rajwan plays a HUGE part in it, as you can already tell.

But in every propaganda there is rumors. They say that it will be open again but after the manager pays the bills, and they also say that it will be closed forever.
I honestly don't know what to believe.

What makes me more angry 😡, is the comments Egyptians keep writing.
Like "they totally deserve it." and "We don't want them here."
This is absolutely disgusting.

I'll just keep seeing the news about it till they say something.

Love you guys..