By his side

Chapter :6

Mia's P.O.V :

How?

"This can't be just a coincidence right? Something so similar just can't be any coincidence." I kept on reciting this sentence in my head

Does he know who I am?

Has he seen me?

Is he someone that I know? But I don't have many friends other than those five idiots.

So it's definitely not someone I know.

Who is he then? How did he paint the exact same image?

All answers to my questions can be answered by only one person and that is none other than Mr. Artist but I doubt he will answer any of them.

"Ugh! Gosh, why is this so frustrating?" I groaned, throwing the top I was holding to the other side of my bed.

This is not fair. I asked for a change in my life and I got what I wanted by moving to Seattle but I didn't know that this offer came along with it.

"I asked for a change, not guy problems," I frustratingly mumbled and placed my head in my hands trying to calm down.

"I guess I should try to get answers from him, right? At least try to get them." I asked loudly to no one in particular as there was no one in my room.

I know it sounds  weird that I am talking when there is  no one present  to hear it , but I bet ninety percent of the girls do that ..haaa

After having a battle in my mind for five minutes, I decided to log on to Friends Book and go to our chat.

I even considered the option of ignoring and shutting everything down and just go to sleep but I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep with hundreds of thoughts and questions in my mind.

Taking a deep breath I finally clicked on his name, opened the chatbox and started reading the messages he sent.

Yesterday 7:00 am

Mr. Artist: Good morning. I'd really like to apologize to you for my behavior yesterday. I really didn't mean to be rude. It's just that the topic is really complicated for me ... I just can't talk about it even if I wanted too.

I got this weird emotional feeling in my heart as I read the last part.

If I want too...? What does that mean? Does he want to talk about it but he can't because someone might be blackmailing him?

But who will blackmail him?

Maybe His kidnapper?

But why in the world will someone kidnap him?

"Ugh, Mia get your head out of your stupid imagination." My inner voice yelled in my mind.

Right. I am thinking about useless stuff. I should really stop watching those thrillers and mysterious movies. They're messing up with my imagination.

I pushed away my thoughts and started reading the following messages.

Yesterday 7:10 am

Mr. Artist: I really am sorry, Mia. Please forgive me.

"Should I?" I thought to myself.

"Maybe I should. It's not completely his fault. I mean, it's hard for some people to open up and on top of that, I am a stranger, not someone he knows personally. Yes, I should forgive him." I replied to my own question. . I know I did not just answer my question but tried to defend him and find a reason to forgive him.