You Belong With Me Chapter 23
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πΈ You Belong With Me:
πΈ(Stuck In Between)πΈ
β» ( πππ’π ππππ πππ πππππππππ πππππππππ) βΊοΈ
“Let’s bet $5000 for$500,000. If you’re so good then let’s see if you’d be able to top this” the man with mask came to sit with them.
“What do you say ma’am?” He asked, his lips lingering up to a smile.
Amanda didn’t trust this man. She just needed $5000 dollars more to get Harry out of jail. Can she be lucky enough to get Harry out and win more?
“You’ve been having quite enough luck tonight, why not try the biggest one and leave here with almost half a million?” The masked man said again. Although Amanda couldn’t see his face, she couldn’t trust his smile.
“Do it, woman or are you suddenly afraid?” The first man she defeated gave her a mocking look.
“Yes, where did your pride go all of the sudden?” Another man asked.
“Do it if you dare. You can compete with the boss anyways” another man added.
Amanda was annoyed. These people were testing her and she knew they were mad because she defeated them. Now they wanted her to go against this man with this creepy smile that couldn’t be trusted.
“What do you say mammie? Are you afraid to take down the big boss? Okay I will give you a raise. If you actually do defeat me then I will increase the money to one million dollars” His voice sounded charming and tempting.
“This is your chance to become a millionaire woman. Just take the offer and let go of that $5000, it’s nothing bad” A man said.
The pressure was getting too overwhelming for Amanda that she had to agree.
“Fine” Amanda dropped the five thousand dollars.
“Smartest decision” the masked man smiled at her again then the game started.
It felt intense, Amanda was putting every effort she could but the mask man wasn’t even trying. He was blocking her every move and it would get to some point when he would yawn.
“I back out, I’m no longer playing” Amanda suddenly stopped. If they keep up then she might lose her five thousand dollars and money and Harry would suffer from it.
“Back out? You’ve never been to a gamble before, so what are you doing? You don’t just back out, you’d have to play, win or lose” The mask man said simply.
“I don’t care about your rules, I came here to make urgent money and I can leave whenever I want!” She stumped and tried leaving but the bouncers blocked her.
“Get out of my way!” She glared at them.
“You’re going nowhere ma’am” the bouncer gave her a serious look. If she was a man then they would have beaten her up by now but the boss doesn’t allow the beating of women.
“Let her go” the mask man didn’t need to repeat himself before they obeyed. They made way for her and she stormed out.
“Really boss ? You’re just gonna let her go just like that?” One of the bouncers asked.
The masked man didn’t say anything other than to just rub on his well trimmed beards. Usually when he does this, he always has something in his mind that he doesn’t wanna tell anyone. Not like he tells people his plans anyways.
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NEXT MORNING: WESTELY HIGHβ
“Look the friend of the smoker and drug dealer finally came back to school after a week”
“How’s the drug lord?”
“Go back, we don’t need people like you here”
Emma didn’t mind what the students were saying as she found her way to her locker. She took her books and went to class. She sat beside Aisha but Aisha changed her seat immediately.
“I thought we were friends” Emma sounded confused.
“And I thought you were cool, sorry I don’t hang out with drug dealers” Aisha clapped back at her.
Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head. She could have been hurt but what’s the point? They were how people in this school were. They only care about themselves, people whom you think are your friends are not actually your friends.
Tessa walked in causing Emma to give her a bad look but Tessa didn’t mind.
“It’s all her fault” Emma thought and someone came to sit beside her. She turned to see Dean and she rolled her eyes. Don’t this boy ever give up? Everyone already distanced themselves from her so why wouldn’t he?
“You shouldn’t sit beside the friend of a drug dealer,” she told him.
“Who cares, you’re Emma and not Harry. I went to sit beside Emma without caring about Harry. Is that my problem” Dean replied and Emma rolled her eyes.
“You really wanna get him out of there don’t you?” He asked.
“Don’t talk to me,” she muttered.
“I am willing to help, are you sure I shouldn’t talk to you?” Dean smirked.
Emma didn’t say anything and he proceeded.
“Listen I know Harry is so unfortunately poor and can’t afford money to pay his ass out of jail so tell me the bill so maybe I can help out” He added.
“Why should I even tell you that? You don’t care” Emma scoffed.
“I don’t care about Harry that’s undeniable but I care about you. You didn’t show up in school for a week so I’m worried about you, you’ve lost weight within the space of a week and that’s not good” he sounded worried that Emma was starting to think he was faking it or not.
“You don’t really have to show pride in everything. It’s good to let your shΓ―t down sometimes. Just tell me the amount and I’ll give it to you” Dean didn’t even know if he was pleading with her or begging her but he just didn’t care anymore.
Dean was right, Emma had pride and she admitted it to herself but Harry needed to be out of there. He has been there for a week, he hasn’t eaten or bathed well, he was skinny before but now he’s looking really malnourished.
“Ten thousand dollars” she told him without looking him in the eyes. “And you can laugh all you want and say we can’t afford ten thousand dollars, that’s fine and you can ask me to kneel in front of the whole class to beg for the money that’s even better and I will do it right now because I best friend needs me” As Emma spoke, she wanted to stand to stand but was prevented by Dean.
He grabbed her arms, his hands were bigger so hers fit well on it and he looked serious- deadpan serious.
“You shouldn’t see me as a jerk everytime” he said, then stood up and left.
Emma didn’t know if he was confused or upset. Why was he even upset? Wasn’t he a jerk? He was a real jerk wasn’t he? She rolled her eyes at his childish drama.
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TO Be Continued
