𝐀 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 ✓

Chapter 88

I told my mum to back away at the last minute, and put the money back in the bank. She made a fuss about it, saying that I wasted her time, and hung up.
I rolled my eyes at her, knowing that she won't understand it.

We then discussed everything that happened, and decided not to answer the hacker next time he calls.
An hour passed, and it was getting quite late, but we had late shooting, and it wasn't that late, based of what Pamela says, as it was five o'clock.

When Judy walked in with her boyfriend, Anthony.
"Hello, losers. What are you up to ?"
She said idiotiacally.
"Nothing."
Allison said quickly, rolling her eyes.
As Anthony sat down next to my damn cousin, I took a glance at him, then back at my notebook.
"So, Anthony, have you been to Egypt before ?"

I asked.
I don't know why I asked that.
It slipped out.
Like the time we had to take the minibus, and asked Menna about her phone.
I remembered.
"No, I've never been to Egypt before. Why ?"

Look who's paranoid.
I thought sarcastically, realizing that he didn't want to get caught.
My brother casted me a suspicious glance, and Barron followed him with a confused glance.
The next question was asked by Basma.

"Where are you from anyway ?"
She asked.
I don't know why she asked so either.
"Guys, what's with all the questions..?"
He said nervously.
"Yeah, quit it."
Judy defended over-protectively.

"Just asking."
Basma said quickly, and turned to her book.
Book ? Who studies in summer ? So early, I mean.
I flashed her a quick glare as if it says 'why ?' without having to say it.

She shrugged, and gave me one of her innocent provocative smiles.
I rolled my eyes, then turned to my notebook, and started writing again.

The Next Day :

As I was attending a book conference with my manager, Jennifer, my phone vibrated, and obviously, I couldn't check who it was.

But when I was done, I let out my phone as we got out of the conference hall, Jennifer by my side.
"What are you doing, Adelle ? Turn that off."
She said, motioning to the phone.

I rolled my eyes.
"We're done, Jennifer, come on."
I glanced at my phone.
Adelle, I really tried. I'm sorry. He didn't listen.
It was a text from Rajwan.
What do you mean ? What happened ?
I typed and pressed 'send', trying to figure out what he meant.

But then, I got two notifications.
I peeked at the background of my phone.
A YouTube notification.
I pressed on it, opening the YouTube main page.

It loaded, and then I saw what shocked me.
The video with Mars and the ghost at Notre Dame, the video where he was struggling to free himself from the ghost's grip, was uploaded for all the people from around the world to see.

11,670,000 views.
My mouth dropped open in shock, in despair. I nearly cried.

What. the. heck ?
I thought, my face twisting into horror.

You're going to regret it, Pitbull.
I vowed to myself.

To Be Continued..

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