Chapter.7 Meeting Him Finally

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Avery POV I opened my eyes to be met with the sound of a closing door ,some kind of dizziness and headache .I ignored it as I tried to familiarise with my sourroundings where was I and oh s**t what the f**k I did I removed the duvet to find myself naked ''no no no'' I said shaking my head and tears falling from my eyes ''no'' this can't have happen why me God why me '' I asked feeling devasted I were just from giving myself to a person that I don't even know what will be of me what is that all what I have is always taken away from me Taken by some stranger who abandoned me here I stood washed my face worn my clothes and called for lilly as I find my way outside pretending nothing happened just told her I booked a room to sleep I don't even know how she managed to trust me it was very stupid . she apologised for letting me alone and promised to never do such ever again. She said she looked for me in the whole club but nothing and had to go home as even my phone was off. I was just nodding at her while leaning on the car door as we were driving home she droped me by my house and told me Ayan was still sleeping it was still very early and it was still 6:30 in the morning so I made my way to my house then to my room to get some rest and wash my body to find hickeys all over it but mostly on my lower parts I just ignored all and went to sleep Two weeks later Avery POV The days have been going smoothly and I even find a job for myself and my brother is done with school for this year and was the First of his class with 19.78 average I'm very proud of him he has been promoted to the next class. I have been feeling a very strange sensation I feel very tired and have some urinating probléms I go to the toilet too much for a mean person and presently I was going to the rest room to fetch some spices when I felt nausea and ran to the toilets. Today is pay day my first pay and we are having our boss for dinner today. I am a waitress in a 5 star hotelestaurant and touristic area we most often have tourists here and only rich guys come here it also has a bar and a large swimming pool the work here is often very much compared to what we are paid. I just do this because I have to or else my brother and I will be getting shot of money and having nothing to eat. I start my day with my shift in an office where I clean some offices in a building with some other girls from 6am to 12am with no break so I often take my breakfast very early in the morning I go back home for lunch and sometimes prepare dinner right away for my junior or I just order something from work to my address he is a very intelligent child and do not disturb often helping me with house chores as well as Lilly who often take him to the library when he wants to and she is available .My second shift is at the hotel and it starts here at 3pm and ends at 8pm so I will be the one to serve the dinner to the boss as the chief's waitress child is sick and she design me to take over her position because she says we are alike meaning well organised, committed and carefull when working.I have been throwing up for the first time since the incident and I'm very suspicious about it. Since Monday I have been feeling like someone was following me but it just stopped when I started running to my appartement on a night After work it was on thursday I knew somebody was following me and I started panicking and even ran The quarter was very quiet and nobody was out that night it was just from raining and the traffic was very dense so I decided to walk plus I had no extra money that day to give to the taxi driver for him too leave me right before my door as I lived in a poor place were raxis don't usually go into. since that day there have been no trace of the culprit. And I have been very happy since then I were just from starting my shift but time flew like running water. It have been 15 minutes since they entered the room and everything was ready they always take the same thing the boss always takes a French steak with vegetables and some kind of sauce in a little bowl plus long green beans and frits and his friend the speciality of the chef which was a French soup with some kind of rustik French onion soup as this was the biggest French restaurant in the city with a French chef. It was time I breath in and out and went the restaurant was very calm no family had been accepted in if they had children. The French music was heard in all the place as the orchestra was directly from France . They had the best table and the two tables next to them were empty on purpose I got advice from some other waitress to avoid looking at their eyes. It was on and off playing in my head so I stoped next to them everything was perfect "Good evening sirs'' I said not Looking at their faces
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