Obsession

Chapter 30

Tuesday - 10:01

Stretching and groaning, Aniyah yawns, turning her snooze on and giving herself another 9 minutes.

She never finished packing her bags and they're supposed to leave at 12pm, but get there at 11:30. It takes her 20 minutes to drive to the school so she has to leave in an hour's time just so she can make up for traffic which will most likely appear.

With that and the assumed 4 and a half hour coach ride she drags herself out of bed to take a quick shower. She wants to dress comfortably for the coach because she doesn't know what she'll be doing. Maybe sleeping.

Checking in her closet for some comfy clothes to wear she looks at Matteo's jumpers and sweats, a few shirts and 2 pairs of slacks. Majority of his clothes there are from where he lent her clothes to wear and she never gave them back.

It doesn't look like she'll be giving anything back because they are both refusing to speak to each other. If he doesn't want his clothes back then it has to go to someone... Aniyah did think about it, he's not afraid to buy ridiculously priced clothes because they're high quality. It's not like buying a few clothes makes much of a difference to his bank account.

No hard feelings right? Someone was bound to wear them and it clearly wasn't Matteo.

So she puts his clothes on, drowning in them and questioning if it'll even work. She never had to really go around people when wearing his clothes, good because it looked like she stole it from a giant. Which technically she was lent them by one.

The jumper was fine, people wear very oversized jumpers all the time but the sweats covered her entire foot and more. She'd usually roll it up but she never really needed it for that long, maybe a cool hour but not around 5 hours.

"Maybe another time." She reasons with herself, taking his sweats off and finding her own. There's a clear difference between the two but what fits fits.

Aniyah snaps her fingers, trying to remember everything she needs. She has all of her clothes, shoes and hygiene products. There's something she's missing, or a few things.

Her time was slowly coming to an end. Because her shower, choosing clothes and making food raked up to 50 minutes. She has to leave within the next 10 or 15 minutes if she wants to be on time.

She puts her suitcase and duffel bag by the door, rechecking everything and making sure she put her charger and her special toy in the bag. It's needed for those certain occasions, which are most nights.

The time to leave suddenly rolled round the corner, she makes sure to turn all of her lights off and lock all the windows and doors in the penthouse. She doesn't live in a house so the one light on wouldn't do her any good.

Adam and Steve, the two other security guards who are posted up outside her penthouse help her take her things down to the car.

"Have a nice holiday, Miss Young." Adam nods at her, closing her door.

"Thank you, Adam. I hope you two have a nice few days off."

The men wave her off, watching her pull out of parking garage. She turns onto the main road to see an immediate hold up.

After 30 odd minutes in the car she finally gets closer to her university.

Aniyah bops her head to her music, singing and tapping her fingers on the steering wheel. She pulls her face at the disruption of her music, turning down the volume to answer her mother's call.

"Mother."

"Aniyah, my baby." Mariah coos, his voice coming of sweet.

"Give it up. What do you want from me?" Aniyah asks, pressing on the brake at the red light. "I don't have time for your bullshit, I'm going somewhere today."