The Scarred One

I'm really sorry guys for not updating for the past uhh few weeks? I don't know, I lost count. I'm so sorry, it's just that my life took a hectic turn lately. I applied for a job and I got it. The job? It's being a primary school teacher so I have to make lesson notes before the school resumes for the new term. I have to find time to do that, find time to finish writing the songs I compose, doing chores, finishing the designs I sew... I can see grey hairs on my head already. it's really tiring but I'm sorry for letting it affect my updates. I think I should stop my ranting now and present the chapter. Here's Chapter 13, my faithful Readers! Oh, and Happy Eidul Kabir to my Muslim Readers.

Girl you don't need to cry no more

As you break my heart into 24

I'll pick up the pieces you left

"Hello?"

"Hey Didi! Merry Christmas, how are you doing?" Nathaniel asked in a cheerful manner.

I groaned. "Nathan how many times have I warned you to stop calling me Didi? It's ridiculous!" I exclaimed.

"It's a nickname which befits you well." He replied.

"It sounds childish and you better not call me that in campus else I'll cut off your baby balls." I threatened.