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✯Chapter Ten✯
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THE AMBER EYES OF FAITH
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e've been standing here for quite some time now, praying.

The person who seems to be the cause of all this commotion is dead.

The people who brought her in claimed they found her on the ground, her face so pale. They said she was asthmatic and that's what killed her.

But how could they know?

"...God, please help us. Have mercy on this young lady. Let her soul rest in peace," the proprietress prayed. "In Jesus' name," and everyone murmured Amen.

I'm not sure what they're praying for. Are they praying for a deceased person?

Have we started praying for the dead?

Let me put this more clearly. I don't believe this girl just died like that. What triggered the asthma attack? How do they know it was asthma? If they knew it was asthma, they must have been there-so why didn't they help her? Is it just me who's thinking about this?

After the emergency, I went back to the cafeteria to grab some food for Zoey and me.

When I returned to the dorm room, Zoey wasn't there. Maybe she's out chatting. Well, that's her business.

I started eating my food, and later, Zoey came back with the saddest expression I've ever seen on her.

"What happened?" I asked, still engrossed in my phone.

"Didn't you hear what happened?" she asked, already crying.

"Yeah, I heard. A girl was found in a secret corner of the school, pale and dead, and they said it was an asthma attack, which I don't believe," I said.

"Why do you have to be a jerk?" she asked, rising slightly.

"I am?" I replied bluntly.

"Yes, you are," she said, throwing herself back onto the bed and screaming angrily.

Oh God, my head!

"Why are you screaming? People die every day. I'm sure you've heard of it, so why the sudden reaction?" I shrugged, nonchalant.

"You disgust me," she groaned, turning her back to me.

"I brought you dinner," I said sarcastically.

"Must you be sarcastic about everything?" she snapped.

"Is my sarcasm also hurting your feelings? Because I don't see how it does," I retorted, turning back to my phone.

"God will help you," she murmured, loud enough for me to hear. I don't appreciate people saying that to me; it's annoying.

"Everyone needs help from God, you emotionally confused human being," I shot back.

"What did you say?" she demanded, now furious.

This is almost funny.

"It's true. The way you said that makes it sound like receiving God's help is a sin," I pointed out.

"Don't you dare," she warned, rising from the bed and pointing at me through her crocodile tears. "Don't you dare judge me. You don't know me, Arizona. Since I arrived this morning and found out I'd be staying with you, I've felt out of place. I'm surrounded by a toxic atmosphere. I just realized my mother doesn't care if I'm dead or alive. My father doesn't remember my birthday or even know how I'm doing. You have a mu-" I cut her off.

"Stop your blabbing," I interrupted. "You don't know me. Just because you Googled me doesn't mean you know who I am. Who told you I have a mother? I lost my sister, my dad blames me for every misfortune because his favorite girl died, I have a stepmother I'm forced to call 'Mom.' No one has been there for me. I know someone walked you to that gate and told you they loved you. No one did that for me!" My eyes were welling up. I felt like collapsing now that I've summed up my problems.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that," I finished, sinking wearily onto the bed. She did too.

Did we just indirectly reveal each other's problems? Seems like we did.

Our backs were turned to each other, sitting like a couple on the verge of divorce. Funny in a sad way, not a happy one.

Zoey stood up and left the room. I guess she needs space, and so do I.

I lay down on the bed. It's as if I should cry, but... I'm not really the crying type.

Let me eat this food before it spoils. I hate spoiled food.

I grabbed my phone and decided to text Arizona, letting her know I'm here.

Zona baby
Online

~Today~

You
Hey baby girl
7:30pm ✓✓

It took awhile for her to answer. I know she was probably watching tick tock and she doesn't want to leave the video.

Zona babe
How are you child?
7:38pm ✓✓
I was watching videos and you interrupted it😶
7:39pm ✓✓

You
I know it was tick tock that was keeping you. smh
7:40pm ✓✓

Zona babe
If you like syh fifteen times. I don't care, I'll watch my videos a hundred times😋 7:41pm ✓✓

You
My father will say. "If you like be wasting your life" 😅 7:43pm ✓✓

Zona babe
Typical annoying fathers
7:45pm ✓✓

You
tbh. I think my dad hates me 😭. I wanted to come to your school but instead he sent me to this stupid mission school that has some problems I will have to talk to you about😭
7:47pm ✓✓

Zona babe
Can we talk tomorrow, my phone is dead. And I am sorry, maybe he doesn't hate you. You know he lost his daughter so don't worry, one day he will come around. But bye
7:56pm ✓✓

You
Thanks 😊
7:58pm √√

She's offline now. Guess her curfew is eight o'clock.

Now that I'm alone, and it's because of me! Why ME?! And I haven't heard from my mom or dad. Isn't that sad? I wouldn't be surprised if Arabelle's parents have called her twenty times today, but mine? They probably don't even remember I exist.

And now this weird school is bothering me. I just can't believe that girl died of an asthma attack. I hate to say it, but... I think someone or something... killed her.

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HEY GUYS!! *Scratches her head nervously* Long time no see 😅. I am so sorry for keeping yall waiting. Somethings came which obstructed the updates. I am so sorry.

By the grace of God, I will be updating early enough. I am not promising!

Hope you enjoyed the chapter?!

Please vote and comment. Really needed. That is a big encouragement to me !

God loves you!

~giftedFortune