My roommate's boyfriend

Are you sure my mom is dead?

ZOE POV

Natasha finally got to the table and put the coffees’ down before sitting down opposite me. She had that smile that rarely leave her face. It is so infectious and lovely. She is everything that you could like in friend – though the two of us have completely different personalities.

“I think I have forgotten to the get the biscuits.” she said and stood up heading to the counter once again. I used the few minutes that she was away to make sure that I get composed and don’t make her ask me questions once again . I really don’t know if this will end at all.

Just like I thought , she was back after about one minute and half with biscuits and vegetated eggs. I was now fully composed and had used those minutes to switch off my phone. I was going to deal with Chad later but at this point I had to be with my best friend and don’t give her any reason to suspect that there was something that I was not telling her .

We ate our breakfast freely like always as we talked freely like we have been all the time. She was actually retelling me all that happened with her boyfriend last night as she slept there .

once again she reminded me that if I did not get a boyfriend before the end of this year then she was going to set me hope.

As we were still talking , her phone started to ring . I immediately thought that it might Chad. He might actually be getting a way of getting to me- okay , I perhaps thought that maybe I was just over thinking everything which were not ever true.

She looked at her ringing phone and then flashed me a look of surprise. I could tell that it was not her boyfriend. She could not look at me like that if it was her boyfriend. She could instead be looking at me with a wide smile. It was some one else who had called her s

“Guess who is calling me.” She said as the phone went on to ring . I thought of who could be callingher but I could not come up with answer to that question at all even when I tried to. I therefore nodeed my head to show her that I did not know who was calling.

“It is actually the last person that I expected to be calling me.” When she said that I therefore came to know who the caller was.

“That is your mom.” I declared and she nodded her head to show me that I was actually saying the truth.

“Exactly , she is the one. I really wonder what she wants with me. She has always not minded about whether I exist or not .” she said and you could detect venom in each and every word that she was saying .

The story of her mother was another one. It was actually a very long story but I am going to tell you just a few hints so that you can be able to know where everything is coming from. Natasha’s mother abandoned her and her father when there business had run bankrupt due to some fraud that had be conducted by some employees in the company.

According to her , she was not ready to live in a life full of poverty and suffering . Her daughter and husnabd pleaded gor her not to go but she insisted that her happiness comes first. From that day , my roommate has always told me that the last person that she wants to see is her mother .

The woman actually called two months ago saying that she really wanted to see her but Nats backed off immediately and now this is the second time that she is calling. She gazed at it as it rang until it finally died away. She was at the same time shooting it death glares. It did not need a keen person to see that she was really angry .

The moment the phone stopped ringing , she put it on the table and sipped from her coffee furiously . she was actually getting a way to release the too much anger that she was feeling . however after a few seconds, the phone started to ring once again.

“ Please . pick it up . Maybe she has something very important that she wants to tell you .” I said sofly for I did not want to anger her at all.

“Damn it ! what important thing that she has to tell me. I don’t want anything to do with her . I have always told you Martha is my mom.” Martha is actually her step mom and a very incredible women who jas loved her so much like the way one could like her own daughter .

“I know , girl but just talk to her and tell her not to call you again .” I insisted and when I said that , I saw her soften and I knew wthat she was going to do as I had told her .

She composed her self and told me that this was going to be the last time to pick that woman’s call.

“Hello , what do you want . I thought I made it clear the other time when I told you that I have I mom.” She said with the same anger like always however after some minutes,I saw her face frown a little and she now just listened to what the person on the other side of the call was saying .

“What . are you sure about that ?” she asked and then listened for some time.

“When did that happen ? are you really sure that my mom is dead?”

My heart skipped a bit when she said that .

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