Chapter Fifteen : Send A Message To A Bi*ch (2/2)
”You better not be, cause I don't support the idea of someone flirting with Eden and whoring around with my boyfriend” She spat viciously and turned to leave.
Ouch! and I knew at once I was done being nice
”Christina! ”I called and she turned around.
”what?”
”Could you help me convey a message to a bi*ch” I retorted moving closer to her and staring her straight in the eye
”Tell her to keep her boyfriend away from me”
Christina stared at me coldly before muttering
”Duly noted”
*End of flashback
I could still remember how she stormed out of my room. Great I've made another enemy, not that I have friends anyway.
”I hate this , I want to go back home”
I stared at Izzy warmly, there was a lot to things to work on her especially when it comes to manners, she specifically lack those.
”This is your home now, your real home” I announced to her but she just snorted and looked away .
”Are we there yet?” She asked impatiently
”Yes mam” The chaffeaur answered and I looked out the window expecting to see a great sight like an exquisite marble floor with a lion shaped water fall standing in the middle, perfectly manicured trees decorating the compound and thousands of servants standing in line awaiting our return but the reverse was the case, all I saw was thousands of men and women with cameras heading towards our car
”Papparazi” I gasped when I realized who they were and the same time saw izzy opening the door to get down
”Izzy no !” But she was gone already and next I knew, I was outside trying to get her back in the car which I succedded in doing but I wasn't so lucky
”Miss Maya , how do you feel knowing you're the second most expensive nanny in the whole world?”
Wait a minute, second most expe.. ?! Who's the first?
”How did you get to know the likes of the spencer family? ”
Non of your business
”Are you his mistress?”
How outrageous! He isn't even married yet!
”Is there going to be a flame between you two? ”
Nay, not even a candlelight
Thousands of questions and cameras were hurled at my face as I struggled to get away from the reporters who surronded me about.
I couldn't breathe, there was just too many people consuming the little air that was keeping me sane, so much heat.
I gasped for air but couldn't get some and my breathing become rugged. My eyelids felt heavy and next I knew I was drifting into dreamland letting the force of gravity take place but before I could kiss the ground, I felt a strong hold around me and sure enough it felt good as sleep kicked in.