Chapter Eleven

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     MY MYSTERY ADMIRE
Badu's POV

                Stepping into my so call new room, I slammed the door shut behind me, jumping on  the queen size bed falling face down screaming into my pillow confused as hell on why I have to stay here, in this house with him. Two minutes later of nothing but my screams filling the silence in my room, I sat up in the bed as I think about all of what Giovanni just told me.
'I fainted, sprained my ankle and apparently am moving in with him. Wow my life just keeps getting better and better'. Note my sarcasm. I started to search for my purse so I can call Neaka and I ask for advise on what I am suppose to do.  I found it on the nightstand beside my bed. Opening up my Gucci purse, I took out my Samsung smart phone and scrolled through my contacts before stopping at Neaka bestie 4ever and dialing it. It rang 3 time before going  to  her voice mail.
"Hey this your b-t-h Neaka if you don't get me fail you!"

Just as I'm about to throw my phone on the bed a ping came in notifying me of a new income message, I quickly opened it think that it was Saneaka that realized that I was calling her and was now texting me back. But I have never been so wrong in my entire life, well apart from that one question on my college exam. Opening up my WhatsApp message I saw that it was a unknown number that texted me.

'You will soon be mine and no one else's
Your mystery admirer
(MA)

I stared down at the phone in shock and horror as I  wrecked my brain trying to figure out who this could possibly be.

'Could it be that Mark found me? No no that can't be possible,I made sure to cover all my tracks so he couldn't have possibly found me.

     Was all that kept repeating my head over and over again  as I weighed my options. After thirty minutes gave gone by of me just sitting here thinking, so I decide to explore my new temporary home.

Grabbing up my phone, I head out the door heading to the only place I know how to find in this big maze of a mansion. The kitchen. Walking down the spiral staircase, I lightly traced the vine of a rose design running down the stair handle as I made it to the ground floor. Turning the corner only to be slammed into a rock hard chest. Looking up I saw Giovanni looking down at me with a stone hard glare.  Bipolar much.
I thought as I took a couple steps back to get a clearer look at him.

"Can't you look where your going!" He yelled at me for no reason, confirming my earlier thought that he was a bipolar son of a b😉t😉h.

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