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Fatima's POV
"How did you know her Adam?" I asked. I am officially confused. I need to how he know her.
"She used to help m-" I cut him off. Natasha is not even a human being. Especially what she did to me. She is the queen of devil.
"SHE WHAT!? I was shocked. Because the words helping and Natasha don't even go together.
"She kind of did that but she used me and now she is blackmai-" he was cut off by his phone. He answered "IS THIS A JOKE? He was shouting "I WIll MAKE SURE HE REGRET EVERYTHING HE DID" Few seconds later he shouts again I'M ON MY WAY" He get up and I follow him.
"Hey what's wrong? What happen? Who were you to talking Where are you going?" I couldn't control myself anymore. I am worried. What if something bad h
"Don't do this to me okay. I have to go. Just make sure you don't get hurt. And please stay away from her, Natasha. I hate her so much. That b**ch" And with, he disappeared. Where is he going? Why was he mad? Why is there no answers to my questions? Suddenly I saw fingers waving in front of my face and that is when I come back to reality. I saw a guy with smirk on his face.
"Just because your boyfriend left doesn't mean it is the end of the world" What the heck! Stranger now a days. Why is he talking to me?
"Do I know you?" I asked rolling my eyes.
"I know you, miss Mansur" he said ignoring my question. No one has ever call by my last name. How does he know my last name?
"How did you know my last name?"
"Oh, don't be so silly, miss Mansur. I know everything about you" he lean closer to my face. I slap him in the face.
"First of all, don't ever come close to me like that. Second of all, I don't have time for this. And third of all, I'm out of here" I walked away but he grabbed my arm.
"Not so fast, miss Mansur" he said smirking at me.
"How dare you touch me. And don't ever call me that" I was angry.
"Listen I don't know what your problem is, but you need to stop this. You need to change" He was looking at me right in the eyes. He wasn't smirking "and when I said 'change' I mean change for real"
"Excuse me?"
"You are excused" he said "If you're like this, and you don't do nothing about it. You're hurting yourself and only you" I have no clue or any idea what this stranger is talking about.
"What are you taking?"
"Buy they way" he said ignoring my question "that dress and the belt really suits you" he winked at me.
"Jerk, answer me what were you talking about when you said you need to change" I asked, crossing my arms around my chest.
"Oh, did I ?" he was still smirking "I didn't know miss Mansur will listen since, I'm too sexy and hot"
"Oh, I do listen Mr.umm... Stalker" I said "and believe it or not you're not that hot"
"Not that hot" he repeat "from scale 0-10 how hot am I?" I did my thinking processes. He got the looks. And he's like a model.
"Ummm...let me think. You are 0 hot"
"See your lying to yourself and others. This is why you need to change" He is he calling me lair?
How dare he?
"Are you calling a liar?"
"No, I'm not calling a liar Fatima. But you need to understand yourself" Maybe he was right. I need to understand me, myself. How am I going to do that. When I don't have a place to stay. Before I know it I felt tears coming from my eyes. Why was crying?
"I didn't want to make you cry"
"You didn't make me cry" I said
"It's just that I have allergy looking at cute people" he start to laugh
"Wow. You are the worst liar ever" he said and his face turn real "but real talk, what makes you cry?"
"I don't have place to go"
"What do you mean?" He asked
I take my time to answer it. I take a long deep breath.
"It means that I have no place. It means that I have no one. It means that I have no family. It means that I get beat up everyday. It means that I am forced. It means that I have no choice. It means that I am a loner. It means that I am nothing. It means that I am worthless. It means that I am ugly. It means that I don't know who I am. It means that the world is my enemy. It means that it is better for me to die instead of living like this. It means that I...umm.." At this point I was sobbing.Tears were a river flown my cheeks. This is the million time I taste my own tears. I wonder what Allah plans for me. Suddenly my phone make an annoying sound it was in my purse and take it out. Someone taxts me. It says
Dont ever give up, Fatima. 'I love you'-A
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