Chapter 37: Chapter 37

• • • Sheila’s POV • • •

It's been a week now and I have been very lonely. I haven't seen Freddy since I last chat something good this means that he respectse my decision.

What pains me is Natasha, my only friend is not talking to me this makes me sick and I don't think I can take this any longer I will surely scatter into pieces. I need someone to talk to. I miss you, Natasha.

Classes will start soon but right now I'm lazy to go to my class. I can't stand seeing her but not taking to her. OMG, what am I going to do this shit is eating me up.

I reluctantly grab my stuff tugging myself to class. I have no choice I came to America to study. I can't disappoint mum.

When I finally reach the entrance to class I feel as going back to my room. I have no choice but to get into the class. I step in and my stare immediately meets that of Natasha. She flings her stare away while I turn around to leave the class.

Today she’s seated on our usual seat. Perhaps she’s trying to tell me something “reconciliation in the air” I smile. After a second thought, I turn back happily moving to my usual seat.

I get closer and I try to seat but she rapidly places a pile of books on my seat “Occupied.” she exclaims without staring at me then she folds her arms.

In normal circumstances, I would have fought but it's Natasha and more to this I'm not in my country. “Like seriously Natasha?” I pout. She doesn't give a damn she keeps fixing the board as if I wasn't existing.

“Shit.” I move to the back of the class and this is hard for me. In contrary to Natasha, I'm not used to anyone in this class so it's hard for me to move to a new seat just like this. Why will she do this?. Why didn't she seat where she’s been seating?. After all, I didn't drive her she left by herself now she's back and she's driving me already. Wow! I take a seat. The board is too far from here.

“Hey, what's wrong between you and Natasha?” this Imprudent dude interrupts me. “And who the hell are you?” I transfer my aggression to him.

“Mike and nice to meet you too, Sheila.” he smiles. It's just pathetic to me. He even knows my name “Okay, MIKE! Mind your fucken business!” why can't I have some fucken peace in this fucken class. I hit my hand on my face.

“Okay….” he pulls his words while seating appropriately that is next to me and I want to change my seat already. I'm lonely still I don't need anyone’s presence except that of Natasha. I frown till the end of the lesson.

For the next course, I make sure to enter the class earlier to have a nice seat far Natasha and Mike and thank God it works. One resolution I took during this class is to apologise to Natasha.

At the end of the long day, I see Natasha moving out if the class. I quickly park my stuff and I follow her out.

“Sorry, if I pissed you off earlier it wasn't my intention.” Mike obstructs my path just when I'm so close to Natasha. “Don't worry It's fine.” I recklessly retort just to move away.

“Sorry, but…” he moved faster and stops ahead of me. “But what?” I yell as I stop by this time Nat keeps moving away.

“Hey, chill.” he moves ahead and he pauses in front of me again. “Can't you see that I'm trying to rush somewhere?” with this said he shifts by the side, reluctantly

“Shit!” she’s out of my viewpoint. I search around with my eyes in vain, she nowhere to be found. “Why arent are you moving?” he asks.

“Why are you still doing here?“ I scold him and he deserves it. “I don't know why but you seem tense.” he says. “Of course I am!. You just made me miss the person I was following.” I yell yet it seems not to affect him.

“I'm truly sorry about that. Can I offer you some coffee, it will make you relax.” he kindly asks after all my bitterness towards him. This makes me insane and I want to scream louder perhaps that will make him understand.

I take a deep breath “I hate coffee.” I answer in a low tune perhaps it's better this way. “Same here, — haha” he exclaims with a great smile.

Taking from his appears his tall, sexy with blonde hair and a broad chest and his very nice looking. I know his type and in my country, they are called “Fuck boys” from the name you can understand, good for a nightstand. Unfortunately, for him, I have no time for such.

“I don't care. So?,— can I leave?” my stare widens as I wave my hand. He stops laughing. “Please let's have lunch together at the new land restaurant, now.” he offers. “We can't?” I move was.

“Why?” he follows me “I insist.” he pauses in front of me. I hesitate “If you insist.” I end up accepting hoping to see Natasha there. We use to spend time at that restaurant.

“I didn't insist but it's okay,” he says sarcastically perhaps to make me laugh. “Whatever” I roll my eyes with my brows up.

We move to the restaurant and Natasha is nowhere to be seen. I'm kind of disappointed. We order for food and when we are finally served I barely eat. I'm bored I wish she was her.

Mike speaks but I hear nothing of all he says because I'm lost in my thoughts. “Hey, hey are you with me?” he waves his hands at my face. I barely shudder as he calls for my attention “I have to leave.” coming here was a bad idea.

“Like right now?. Oh, we have barely spent time together,” he says. “Hey, are we supposed to spend any time together in the first place?. See, I think I've done all you wanted now I have to leave and please don't stop me.”

“Okay…” he pulls his words in awe. “Thank you for the lunch.” I get. “Can I follow you?. I will make myself discreet.” he follows me out of the restaurant like a pest.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I scream. “Nothing!” he smiles and this sucks. “I have to rest.” I cry.

“Fine, just promise you will have dinner with me, then I will let you be?” he imposes.

“What?” I frown “Okay!” I accept just to please him so that he can get the fuck out of my way. “Good. I will send you details later.” he grins as he walks away.

“Finally!” I puff as he walks away.

I rush into my room and I fall in the bedroom. Damn! I'm tired as fuck. What a crazy day with a crazy dude thinking about his insistence it makes me laugh now though at the moment it was so annoying. I fall asleep without realizing it.

I later shudder out of bed, have a quick bath and I rush to the hotel. It's time for me to work. While in the taxis I notice that I have missed my mum’s calls. I can't call now.

I drop down the car and I rush into the locker room to change.

“Tell us more, how is Mr Freddy?” I hear a group of maid conversing. I strut near them as if I'm so busy changing clothes.

“He's very handsome, you all know this already but what you don't know is that he's very generous. He gave me five thousand dollars. I think he likes me… if everything works accordingly we might fuck this week, hahaha.” she laughs like a whore.

“Wow, girl you are lucky. Five thousand dollars, that's much”

“That's nothing compared to what is coming soon. I'm inviting you all to have a short, I'm offering.” she jumps on her feet like a fool. “Even you, you are invited.” she points at me as they move out.

“Hahaha, funny,” I tell myself because she’s rejoicing over nothing. If someone is to rejoice here it's me because I fuck him. Yet I'm calm and humble. Anyway, I'm still broke and my shoulders slump helplessly.

“Hey don't mind her. My name is Anas short form of Anastasia” she walks to me. “I won't mind her, haha. I'm Sheila.”

“Nice to meet you.” we shake hands. “It's my first time seeing you here.” I wonder aloud.

“Yeah, that's because the evening chief cook is absent and my boss asked me to replace him so I'm in charge of the cooking this evening.”

“That's will be tedious.” I sympathise.

“Yeah it's always but I'm not alone there's a whole team waiting for me there. I hope you will be around, I'm not used to any of those girls but you look different.” she smiles.

Of course, I'm different, lol.

“We have to go before they start looking for me. See you soon.” “See you soon.” I smile while she walks away.

I walk out to work and the night seems to be a very busy one. I move to a room where I'm commissioned. I serve the man, it's an old white man of course he’s rich not every man can afford a night in this place.

“What is your price?” “Pardon sir, did you just say something.” I drop his towels in the toilet and I move out to find him seated on the bed in a short.

“Yes, I'm asking what is your price. I don't last for long and I pay well so you won't regret it.” he speaks with so much confidence.

“I don't understand what you are talking about?”

“Don't play the hard to get, you understand me perfectly, Sheila.” he pulls me closer to him. “Don't you ever dare touch me?” I flinch “Who told you my name?” I pout. I look at my chest and my name is pasted there

“talk of twenty thousand dollars.” he gets up from the bed and he holds my waist. What audacity.

“Take your filthy hands of me, nasty pervert.” I push him and he falls on the bed.

He falls on his bed “You will pay me for this, Sheila” he screams as I run out of his room.