I Fell For The Muslim Girl

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Chapter 47 : Hey little bitch!?

After the class was dismissed, I gathered all of my books and shoved them into my bag. I stood up and started walking towards the exit. I headed towards the hallway to my locker to store some books in it.


When I was arranging the books neatly in my locker, I felt someone was standing behind me. I was positive that it was a she as I could see her shadow on my locker. She was standing close to me. Too close!


"Hey little bitch!" she yelled from behind me. After hearing the word 'Bitch', my blood began to boil and my heart was racing rapidly. No one has ever called me a bitch before!


"Excuse me! Can I help you?!" I turned around and yelled back in her face. When I looked at her face, I realized that she was one of the students who were eyeing me in the class.


She is a blondie with blue eyes and tall. Very tall. Those heels she was wearing might have gained her height for a few more inches. She was wearing a crop top tank that exposed her not so subtle cleavage and a short skirt.


"Perhaps you can help me with something. The school is clearly buzzing about you being Justin Walker's girlfriend. I don't know what he sees in you. I mean what have you ever done to deserve him?" she gave me that ugly smirk on her face.


"I don't know what you're talking about!" I snapped although my eyes began to water.


"Oh, please! Don't give me that look. How can the hottest boy in school could fall in love with a hijabi girl like you? You're no match for him! Do you get..."


"Ashley!?" I heard Justin's voice was yelling from afar.


I turned my head to the direction where his voice was coming from and saw him running over towards us.


"What the fuck is your problem?!" he shouted and stood in front of me. He was facing towards her with an angry frown on his face.

"Justin? I...I was...I just..." she looked frightened and intimidated by Justin as her voice began to get shaky.


"Enough!" he shouted in her face once more and she dropped her gaze.


"This is my first and last warning. Don't you dare get anywhere near my girl ever again! I'll kill anyone who lays even one finger on her! Am I making myself clear?" he was yelling like the hallway wasn't crowded with other students. He seemed like he was about to lose his mind.


"Ye...yes." she murmured before turning on her heels and left us.


After she left us in the hallway, he immediately turned his back around to face and I quickly dropped my gaze and looked away. If he sees my watery eyes, he must have known that I'm about to cry.


"Camila, are you okay?" he asked but I kept my head low.


"Hey babe! Look at me." he tried to reach for my cheek but I pushed his hand away. I realized that I couldn't hold it anymore and before I knew it, I was already bursting into tears right in front of him.


"Camila, please." he pleaded but I was feeling too humiliated by Ashley and started running towards the women's restroom.


"Camila! No! Come here!" Justin demanded, grabbing me by my arm to stop me but I yanked it away and freed myself from him.


I ran as fast as I could and hit the women's restroom while completely ignoring Justin's voice who was begging me to stop. His footsteps were getting louder which indicated that he was running after me but wasn't enough to catch me.


Luckily, the restroom was empty when I stormed in. I locked the door and slowly dropped down onto the floor while wrapping my arms around my knees. I was gasping for air when I found myself suffocating from crying too much.


"Camila? Are you in there? Can you please open the door for me?" I heard his voice calling for me while banging hardly on the door.


"Go away!" I shouted loud enough for him to hear me through the thick door.


"C'mon baby. Please don't be like this. Can't you just talk to me?" he begged.




"I'm not going anywhere until I know that you're okay." he said.


"No! Leave me alone! I don't wanna see you." I screamed and the sound of him banging on the door suddenly stopped. Did he give up? Is he gone? I was puzzled for a moment but couldn't care less about it. I rested my forehead on my arm and tried to catch my breath.


Edited: 18.10.2019

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