𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔

𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴

190 reads in five days?? Damn! Y'all aren't kidding.🥺

I wasn't keeping track that much and decided to check it out this morning. Omo, I was stunned!🥺😭 Thank you, fam.📌

I wanted to cry.😭 You guys are amazing fr.🥺 Let's keep this energy up, it means everything to me.♥️

You guys came through and it's my turn to do so now. I knew I just had to update so, here you go✨

P.S- It's a long chapter. Also, we'll get to know a tad bit more about Shakira and honestly...

Just dive in...

The song for this chapter is- Arcade by Duncan Laurence. It'll kick in instinctively when you get there.

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                  "𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡
                 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠."

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           ~𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙺𝙸𝚁𝙰 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙺~

I dreaded going to school this morning. It felt like I was going around in circles every day and I found it so exhausting. I couldn't even skip school even if I wanted to.

Mom and Khalil would chop me into halves and fry me into tiny bits if I tried.

These past three days have been torturous for me. If there was anything I hated as much as I hated school, I still haven't found it. Everything here irks me.

I played with my fingers lying on my skirt fiddling with my neatly manicured fingers as I leaned into the soft leather seat, closing my eyes, even though I knew I wouldn't sleep.

Sleeping has been one thing I found so hard to do recently. It takes a lot of effort and pills to get roughly three hours of sleep without haunting memories creeping into my thoughts.

The driver pulled over at the lot and I sighed softly, grabbing my bag.

"What time should I come to pick you up, ma'am?" David asked and I massaged my forehead in frustration.

David just doesn't know when not to be foolish.

"Why don't you come to pick me up by 10 pm in the night, Ode! Let me get here by 3 pm and not see you If I won't fire your annoying ass." I scowled out and heard him sigh heavily.