The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter fifty-three

Elena povContent is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

This sense of feeling accompanies weekend days and I don’t know if it’s the fact that school sucks, but then I just love the thrill of weekends.

My mom, as usual, is probably hanging out with Dylan and getting the best of him. Sometimes, I wish I was never born into such a demented family.

I feel ashamed most times knowing that my mom is hanging out with someone she could easily call her child.

Trying not to allow petty things to bother me, I stood up from my bed and pulled the curtains of the window over, so I could witness the beautiful rays of sun that accompanied the new day which was Saturday.

Talking about Saturdays, I just remembered that I haven’t been to the club for almost two weeks now and I could imagine my ass being fired by the boss if I eventually go today.

The contract with Mr. Billonaire has been canceled but heck, I don’t care, all I care about is making means to the unending problems that seem to face me every fucking day of my life.

Funny how I started using profanities recently, and I wouldn’t blame anyone but my recent hang-out with Mac.

Speaking of Mac, I was grateful to him for how he had saved me from Henry’s hand. It would have been an absolute disaster mentally and emotionally if he had taken advantage of me.

My phone began to ring and I rushed to pick it up, the person behind the call was Sophia and at first, I hesitated before picking up. I was still pissed over the fact that she left me at the party all by myself.

Talk about someone who wants to be a friend.

Swallowing the pent-up emotion of annoyance I had growing up, I decided to pick up the call.

“Oh my God, Elena, thank goodness you are okay. I was beginning to get worried that you were part of the people that were shot last night” I rolled my eyes, feeling the ease of calmness that had graced her body.

“Before I go into this particular subject, I just need you to answer one question. Where the heck were you all night?” I asked, trying to see if she had any justifiable excuse she could raise.

“I know I messed up by not sticking up with you, I am truly sorry. There was this hot guy I met at the party and I got enticed by his presence that I forgot myself” Wasn’t surprised much, I mean Tisha, her sister, was the slut of the school and it wouldn’t be shocking to know that Sophia took some of her traits.

“So back to the initial subject matter, what the heck were you talking about? Someone was being shot in the party?” I asked with a look of confusion.

“Didn’t you know?” She asked with a tone of disbelief

“Hit the nail on the head young lady, I don’t like suspense one bit” I informed her

“Mac Lee was shot at the party” For some seconds, I froze and tried to comprehend what she had just said.

“Wait a minute, do you mean Mac Lee?” I asked yet again in disbelief.

“Who do you think I was talking about from the onset though? Of course, Mac Lee, my sister’s boyfriend, was shot” There was a feeling that graced my skin hearing Mac being called Tisha’s boyfriend.

“He was discharged from the hospital recently and I think he is with Tisha at the moment. That was the reason I was scared, I heard gunshots last night and I had to flee for my life, thinking you would do the same”

“Well, I left the party earlier” I stated in a much more obvious tone for her to comprehend.

“So, care for a hangout this evening?” Sophia was trying to break into my space, but I wouldn’t allow her to do such any longer.

“Nope, I have important things to do” I replied, thinking of the club and having to strip yet again for another weekend.

“By important things, I know you mean reading your eyes out” I rolled my eyes on the phone.

What does she think of me, a total nerd? If anyone finds out that I am Diamond Foxx, they would be shocked.

“Whatever you think, I don’t care. All I need you to understand is that I have a bigger business to attend to and I wouldn’t like anyone to disturb me” I finished off before hanging up on her.

Mac pov

I couldn’t believe that I was finally out of the hospital; the beeping sound of that monitor was almost making me lose my mind.

There was a knock on my door and at first, I was hoping it wasn’t Tisha as I was tired of seeing her face.

I left her apartment a few hours ago. I wasn’t comfortable with the notion that she was beginning to build up with me as her boyfriend, it was so irritating.

Upon opening the door, I met a young man probably in his early thirties, standing with two other persons all dressed in corporate attire.

“Mr. Mac Lee?” I nodded.

“We are from the America Tax Cooperation, we have been instructed to inform you to commence evacuation from this apartment” I stared at them like they had grown some sort of wing.

“Excuse me? I hope you do know the owner of this apartment. My dad, Mr. Lee, would not take it, likely seeing you all standing here and spitting out this rubbish from your mouth” I informed them.

“Well, we have sent the mail to your father and he has fully accepted this and has informed us that we can deliver the message to you” I stared at them in disbelief; I couldn’t accept the fact that my father had done that.

“Well, give me time, I wish to talk to my father” I informed them before going back inside.

I rushed to grab my phone and immediately punched the number of my dad into my cell phone and it rang.

“Hello?” His deep voice came through from the other end of the phone.

“Dad? You knew I would be evacuating from this apartment and you didn’t call me?” I said with a tone of disappointment.

“Been busy with work” The thing about my dad is the fact that he wasn’t the type to talk too long.

“Dad, if we are going to pack out of the apartment, where are we going to stay?” I asked him with a tone of worry.

“Calm your nerves, son, I have arranged for an apartment to be leased to us in Avenue Street” That sounded better and relaxing to know.

“Well, if you say so, I guess I would have to start packing up then”

“You do that son, don’t let those men forcefully evacuate you” He finished off and hung up.

I went back to the front of the door and met them still standing and discussing kinds of stuff I didn’t care about.

“I just pulled a call across to my dad and he says that it’s a fact that we will be packing soon. I just need you to give me forty-eight hours” They looked amongst themselves before the man at the center spoke.

“If you say so, we will take our leave now, we will be back in forty-eight hours” I nodded and watched as they left.

Once they were out of sight, I closed the door and looked around the apartment, thinking of all the time I had spent there and the fact that I would soon be packing out of this place to a new apartment.

Hold up! Did my dad mention the fact that we would be going to Avenue Street? I thought to myself as I walked to my room.

I was trying to think of where I had seen that street before for some moment, before a memory flashed across my head, causing me to gasp.

Avenue Street is the street where Elena lives, and the last time I was there, there was an apartment that hadn’t been completed. It was close to Elena’s apartment.

Guess I will be her next-door neighbor soon and I honestly can’t wait.