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Arian smirked dangerously and walked to Malcolm.
She made the gun click and pointed it UP.
“Its really annoying. Bye…” She whispered, as her finger pulled the protruding trigger.
THE BULLET HIT THE CHANDELIER.
Cause of her perfect aim, the chandelier dropped down and it crashed, breaking into pieces.
Malcolm body trembled and his eye lids flung open,,, when he heard the gunshot plus the crashing sound.
“That camera was really annoying” She muttered, and took her hand down.
She looked at Malcolm who was now sitting upright looking at her.
“What did you do?” He bent his brows.
“Sorry. Did I wake you? I saw an annoying insect up there. It was buzzing loudly and I felt really anxious. I saw your pistol and thought it was the only way to bring it down”
Malcolm inhaled.
“Still,,, that was little too much. I thought you use to be afraid of guns. You almost made her heart jump from my chest. What time is it now?” He asked.
Ariana kept the pistol back, and brought out a broom and dustpan which which she used to clear the mess. parker
“9pm” She replied.
Malcolm widened his eyes and stood up, quickly.
“What do you mean? Please,,, stop pulling my legs” He said and walked to the window.
He opened the curtain and gasped loudly.
“F*ck! I really slept my eyes out! I even missed the fan concert. Let not even talk about Mr Chadwick scoldings and nagging”
Ariana quickly cleared the whole place and discard it outside in the big trashcan. written by sommy pearl f.
She bit her lip and looked up.
“I don’t know…but I can’t kill you anymore, Malcolm. I’ve already fallen crazily in love with you… I need to tell Gilberto that I can’t go on…that I can’t do this anymore”
***
“Sleep tight” Malcolm said, packing her forehead.
Ariana forced a smile and nodded. She waved to him and watched him leave.
She was about to get to sleep when she heard her phone beep.
She looked at it. It was a message from Rhoda.
*Let meet alone at the nearest playground* It said.
*Why?* Ariana replied.
*If you wanna save Malcolm career, bring your f*cking as* here, right now!*
*The f*ck do you mean!!* Ariana message.
*Your s*x tape is with me. If you love yourself and that of Malcolm’s,, come here. Quietly too*
Ariana bit her lip and slowly opened the door. She tiptoed out of the room but ran back when she saw Malcolm in the sitting room.
He was on his laptop.
“F*ck” She muttered and ran back into her room.
She sighed deeply and paced around.
She finally got an idea and checked the window.
“Its not that scary. I’ve done this before” She smirked, and took down the huge and long curtains.
She knotted it on the rail and it fell down to the ground. She smiled in satisfactory and slowly went down.
She started going down. She sighed in relief when she saw she was almost to the ground.
She jumped and landed on the ground.
***
“Gosh. The comments ain’t good at all. Fans are really disappointed in me. How do I make it up to them?” He muttered, scrolling through the comments he read on his laptop.
*F*ck MK!! He should step down from being a singer. I h@të him now!! Resign!!* A comment stated and it hit him bad.
To make things worst, Many other people were agreeing with the commentator. written by sommy pearl f.
Malcolm sighed and switched it off.
“My night has been ruined. I’m gonna just sleep with Ariana. I can’t sleep alone” He shook his head and walked straight to her door.
“Ariana?” He knocked.
“Ariana? You there?” He knocked again.
“Should I come in??” He asked.
“Hmm…Why aren’t you replying?” He asked.
“I’m coming in…” He cooed and turned the knob, opened the door and went in.
“Ariana?” He whispered, looking around.
“Where’s she? I didn’t see her leave. Ari- He paused when he saw her window widely opened.
He slowly moved to it.
“What the h*ll” He whispered, holding the long curtain which almost touched the ground.
He swallowed hard and moved to her phone which was on the bed.
He swiped it and her message app popped up.
“Rhoda?….What’s this? S*x tape? When? How? Why do you wanna meet with her so bad?” He thought, reading it with furrowed eyes.
He suddenly remembered Ariana’s deeds earlier.
“Wait a minute. About the s*x tape…”
