Chapter 19. Commotion

Shimma’s POV

I picked up the phone. Waiting to hear the bastard’s voice. And at the same time, wondering why he called.

“Hello, Sh-Shimma,” Blake said. I can’t believe I have totally forgotten about this jerk.

“What is it Blake?” I asked.

“Uhmm, it’s been a while. I haven’t heard from you for almost a week now,”

“And how is that supposed to be your problem?” I asked.

“You’re still mad at me. Shimma, I already said I’m sorry,”

“Look, Blake, this should be the last time you call me, in fact, you know what? I guess it’s high time I block your number, maybe that way you wouldn’t have the audacity to call my number again. Fool!”

“Sh-Shimma, please, give me a chance, please I just…” I didn’t let him finish, I hung up the call.

“I guess he is sorry,” I jerked in fear, turning to see my mother leaning by the door. This woman can be creepy at times.

“Mum, you scared me. And what did you just say?” I drew my brows together.