***
“Delete it now!!” Desmond shouted at the influencers who was in the process of posting what they had caught on their phone screen.
In fear, they did so except Prisca who stood firm and unbothered.
“I ain’t deleting any f*ck, n!gg@r” She spewed.
“This would literally boost my page so yeah, I ain’t deleting it. Unless, you got a better content” She said, with all vigor.
“Jayden didn’t pay you for this” He shook his head.
Prisca laughed, obnoxiously.
“n!gg@r, He did pay for this. He asked us to get this event to the world and yo! that’s what I’m doing. You feel me?”
Desmond scoffed.
“He never wished it this way”
“Haven’t you heard or seen an insane plot twist…This is it, bruh”
“Gosh. You’re so annoying”
“I like it like that”
“You’re just doing this cause you h@të Whitney” He said, which stopped her finger from pressing the icon *Post*
“What?” She laughed.
“And why would I h@të her? I don’t even know her. Just recently saw her leaked conversation with Jayden. Gave it a repost and boom, my blog and page boosted. She’s the content” She smirked.
“So, you’re doing this cause you need followers!” He glared at her.
“Why else would I be doing this? I’m an influencer for crying out loud”
“And you need content?” He asked.
“Yeah. I got it” She showed him her phone which played the video.
He sighed.
“Delete it. I’ll give you content”
“What? How? Better than this?”
“Yeah. Much better”
“Tell me”
“Not now, Prisca”
She smirked, dangeoualy.
“Cool. Lemme give you a week?…”
She laughed suddenly, and covered her mouth.
“I was just joking. I don’t need your content. This is enough”
“3 days!! Give me 3 days. I’ll make your blog grow. Its a promise, please”
“Okay then” She muttered.
“But I need you to answer just this teeny question. You can do that, right?” She whispered and walked closer to his face.
“What’s that?” He asked.
She smiled and dusted his chest when nothing was actually there.
Desmond just watched her.
“Why are you doing this? No…The right question should be…Who are you doing this for? Jayden? Or Whitney?”
****
Whitney opened the small window right away and the content of the room got exposed.
There was a small bed at the wall and a small drawer. A shelf too, a wall hook and a black couch.
“You can keep your things in the drawer” Shannon said.
“I didn’t really bring anything” Whitney said.
“That makes it even. Cause I didn’t bring anything much. Just my makeup, 2 dresses, cash and card” She carefully kept Liam on the bed.
Whitney looked around the room.
“For how long are we gonna stay here?” She asked.
“I paid for 3 days, and nights, Afterwards, I’ll find an apartment for us. A better and cozy one at least” Shannon said.
“What?” She raised her brows.
“I can’t sleep here for another night, I swear”
“Then, sleep outside”
“I wanna go back to my hostel”
“The door is opened. Go there and be ridiculed again. You can face another round of mockery and bully, right? That’s my girl”
“Mum!”
“Shut up. You might wake Liam. I’m not in the mood to pet anyone…Ouch”
“What’s it?”
“Nothing…”
“Is it your tooth? You haven’t taken it out yet??”
Shannon rolled her eyes.
“They never called. I’ll book a dental appointment here in Georgia. Just wasted my precious money in Washington”
Whitney sighed and glanced at the wall clock. The time was 3:47pm already.
“So, I got a job…
“What! really?” Whitney widened her eyes, quite happy.
“Yeah…In Germany though”
“What?”
“Yeah, thanks for congratulating me” Shannon scoffed, and Whitney rolled her eyes.
” We’ll be relocating down there soon”
“Okay…” Whitney muttered.
She precisely had nothing to say even though she had something to say. It was quite funny.
“I’m tired. Gotta shower” Shannon said moved to the adjoining smaller door.
“F*ck. My head is hurting and spinning. Whats wrong with me?” She blinked her blurry eyes fast.
Her body was running temperature now. Her tooth is aching so much that she badly wants to cry. She feels her gum, down there is beginning to swell too.
“Won’t you go in?” Whitney voice was heard.
“Yeah” Shannon mumbled and opened the door.
Immediately, she entered, her phone rang.
Whitney’s eyes moved to it, on the bed it laid.
“Mum…Your phone’s ringing?”
Instead, she heard a thud.
Whitney looked at the door, hurriedly.
“Mum? Mum?? Mum!!”
***
Desmond smirked widely.
“Yea,,, I’m doing this for someone and that’s Whitney”
“Very obvious” She smirked back at him.
“Why bother asking then since its very obvious??”
“Nothing’s bad to hear from the horse’s mouth. I’ve deleted it already but don’t be too excited, My trash list isn’t too far away” She chuckled and turned, walking away from his sight.
Desmond scoffed, shuffling away.
***
Natalie was almost at her door when her legs stopped.
Someone was standing there.
“Who’s she?” She muttered, with a glare.
Natalie looked at her and smirked, tapping the head of the pen on her hand continuously.
“Hello there” Natalie winked.
“I’ve heard a lot about you” She added, and lifted her back away from her door.
****
“Jayden?? Open the door…Please” Clark said, sadly.
John strided to him.
“What is going on? He doesn’t wanna open the door?”
“Yeah. He said he wanted to be alone for a while and I let him in and went out. It been 2 hours now and he isn’t still coming out…His wails stopped few minutes ago, so I wonder why he isn’t opening up. Guess I’ll sleep outside with Desmond tonight” Clark sighed.
“I feel sorry for him” He added.
John inhaled loudly.
“You know the door code, right?”
“I do but he bolted it from the inside”
“Oh…”
“Yes”
“Jayden?? Jayden?!! Can you open up!! Open up!! Please!!” John shouted but there was no reply.
John shook his head.
“This…This isn’t good. I feel something is wrong” He muttered.
“Huh! What do we do now?” Clark asked.
Meanwhile, inside the room and in the bathroom was Jayden.
He was inside the bathtub which was filled up with water. Foamy water cause of the soap.
His legs and right hand are the only visible things one could see cause his whole body is inside the foamy water.
Including his face.
And as much as it seems, He looks lifeless.
TBC
Jayden…?
Nat and Prisca…Two arrogant ladies meeting. What do you think would happen??
Who could be calling Shannon?
