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Author's Note: Sorry to keep you guys waiting. My brother's wife has given birth and like Samantha I live with them. So yeah, I was a bit held up by the birth of my nephew. Anyways I would do my best to upload at least 1 chapter per week.
Previously in Heaven meets Hell
‘’hey, they don't know what they're missing. It is their loss and their loss alone.” Samantha finds comfort in Malik's tender words. She begins to feel that someone is finally seeing her. The real Samantha and not the mask she always put on.
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Malik and Samantha stare at each other for a while until Samantha hears the door open. Malik quickly withdraws his hand and stands up. Kadim & Dana walk in. Samantha at once sees that Kadim assumes the worst off the situation. Dana is staring from the hallway, who is probably also assuming the worst. Samantha notices that Kadim is about to attack Malik or herself. "Kadim" Samantha shouts but Kadim is already walking towards Malik. Samantha tries again in vain ''Kadim wait! He saved me.” Kadim stops before Malik. Samantha points to her foot. "Look I fell, he helped me." Kadim mistrusts it, he looks at Samantha's foot and then looks at Malik searchingly.
Malik extends a hand ''Kadim is it? Salam I'm Malik.'' Kadim stares at Malik's hand and decides to shake it anyway. ''That's right, I'm Samantha's older brother'' says Kadim emphasizing the words ''older brother''. "What happened Samie?" he asks Samantha with a worried look but with a stern tone in his voice. "I fell, I didn't look out again and Malik here helped me." Samantha says while looking from her brother to Malik. 'What's wrong with your foot? It looks verry swollen” “Ooh this, this is nothing a little swelling. It’s nothing'' Malik interrupts. ''She's lying, her foot is red-purplish, and she has a swelling the size of an egg'' Malik says, looking at Samantha angrily. Samantha looks at him pleadingly not to tell everything else. Malik sees Samantha's concerned look. "A doctor checked her out and wrapped her foot with bandages to prevent further swelling." Malik isn't lying but he isn't telling the whole truth. He has the feeling that if he says that Samantha was at his house that her brother is going to attack him. It's not that he can't protect himself, but he doesn't feel like fighting now. Still, it seems interesting to him to see how Kadim fights. Kadim is as tall as him and also trains regularly. Malik also sees that there is a lot of aggression inside of him, something he himself is familiar with. ''Take a seat Malik, let’s have a little chat.’’ Kadim says with one hand pointing towards the couch. Kadim takes a seat in the armchair and Malik on the sofa. Malik looks at Dana. Dana never introduces herself, she is used to others doing it for her. "Malik this is my girlfriend, Dana." Kadim says looking towards Dana. "Hey, Malik do you want something to drink?" she says stuttering. It is obvious that Dana finds it very uncomfortable. ''water is fine, thanks'' ''Samantha? Kadim?'' ''coffee'' says Kadim curtly as he looks at Malik. "Samantha?" "No thanks Dana." Dana walks towards the kitchen leaving Kadim, Malik and Samantha behind. Samantha is very uncomfortable. "So, Malik, do you live nearby?" Malik doesn't feel like getting questioned, he just hangs around so he can spend a little more time with Samantha. He understands Kadim's concern, but he hates questions. "Sort of," he says curtly. "What is your origin?" Malik looks at Samantha. He would rather talk about her than about himself. ''Emirates'' Before Kadim can ask more questions, Malik phone starts to ring. "Yes?" Samantha looks at Malik. She sees that something is on his mind and quickly switches from calm to anger. ''what happened? '' he asks in Arabic in a soft but dangerous tone. "I'll be there in 15 minutes." Malik hangs up. 'I have to go, Kadim it was nice to meet you but unfortunately, I have to leave. Malik says as he stands up. He and Kadim she hands and before he leaves, he turns to Samantha. "Samantha get well soon." he says to her before he leaves. Kadim follows Malik and closes the door. Samantha is a bit sad that Malik is leaving, even though he was a jerk. Kadim returns and says with a smile ''he has your dream car''. Samantha slumps down and folds her arms. "I know," she mumbles. Dana rushes into the living room. "Do you know that he drives Samantha's dream car?" Samantha pouts. Kadim starts laughing louder ''yes. We know that.” “Why did he suddenly leave?” Dana asks. "He had a phone call and he left. The guy seemed pissed.’’ Kadim replied. "You know Samantha, I kind of like him," says Kadim. "Good for you’’ Samantha says curtly. "You know maybe you should date him? He's good looking, not as good as me of course." "Of course," Samantha and Dana say in unison. Kadim smiles at Dana and Samantha. ''he's got money and he doesn't seem like a pussy to me'' ''more of an ass'' Samantha says under her breath. A handsome ass. "What did you say?" Kadim asks. "Maybe you should go date him?" "I have Dana, sadly." "Very heartwarming. Can someone get the crutches so I can go to my room and lie down?" Dana offers to take the crutches from the closet and gives it to Samantha. Samantha takes them and walks towards the stairs. Once at the stairs, she hops up. She walks to her bedroom and opens the door. When she arrives at her bed, she finally dropped herself with a thud on it. Samantha is thinking about all the things that happened today. From her mother’s phone call blaming her about everything to, Kadim yelling at her to Malik.
Samantha POV
It was a crazy day today. I wonder if I'll ever run into Malik again. Why would I want to meet him? He is weird, narcissistic and selfish. What am I supposed to do with such a person? But Samantha he's handsome, rich, took care of you and did I mention handsome? Okay he's handsome and rich and he even let a doctor come over for my foot but that's not all. Is that why I want to see him again? No, that's not it. It's the fact that he saw me, the real me. He saw me and didn't run or picked a fight with my. In fact, it was as if he understood me. How is it possible that a person who doesn't know me can see the real me and not my own family? Another thought that preoccupies Samantha is the fact that Malik stormed off. What could is going on? He was very angry. After a while Samantha falls asleep tiredly.
3 hours later
Malik POV
“I want all camera images to be viewed.’’ Malik the cameras were out, someone turned them off. They are now figuring out how and who did that," said Salah Malik, his right-hand man and best friend. “Something is not right here Salah. Something really isn't right!” Malik says pacing. ''where the fuck is Mo?!'' Mo (the computer genius) approaches. "I'm sorry Malik. I tried to stop the hack from home, but it didn't work. The person who disabled the cameras is not a basic hacker. You know how well I keep everything safe. No one but no one can have access.'' ''SOMEONE HAD ACCESS DAMM IT!'' Malik yells as he slams into a wall. “I think the person who hacked us has broken in. It's the only explanation because the cameras here were also turned off.'' ''YOU TELL ME NOW SOMEONE HAS BROKEN IN.'' Malik yells as he angrily runs towards Mo. Salah stops him. 'Calm down, calm down Malik. Mo did his best.'' ''I'm going to find out who the hacker is. Give me 24 hours and I'll make sure to have some answers'' says Mo. "I hope so, for you at least." Malik says in a threatening tone. Mo swallows hard and hurries away. ''And Mo, I want info about a girl called Samantha she lives in Utrecht. I also expect information about her within 24 hours. I want to know everything you can find about her'' Malik demands in a bossy tone. "Yes, Malik." Mo walks away and Malik sits down on the couch. He should be completely preoccupied with the problem at hand, but he keeps thinking about Samantha. "What's wrong with me?’’
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What is happening in Malik's life? Why is does he want information about Samantha? And Samantha the poor girl is all confused about Malik. Will they ever meet again?
XOXO Sarah
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