Secret diaries of him part 10

It seemed no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t get rid of Rosie. I thought that I should’ve just killed her off. 
Raj acted smitten with her and would continuously message her. Truth was he was curious because was suspicious of who she was. There were times he was convinced it was me. 
My own relationship with him was rocky to say the least. We would go weeks ignoring each other and when we did speak it was like the distance and time just fell away. He wanted it all, he truly did. He justified his flirtatious ways as him just being friendly. I’d let it go and say the same back when he’d have an issue with me being “over friendly” with my Facebook “mates” After all why should we have double standards. If it’s good enough for him it’s good enough for me. There was no joy in it but at times I felt like I was fighting a losing battle. 
That was Facebook for you. Sometimes we become trapped in our own games. 
Zia and I were getting closer and closer. Lazy chats about anything and everything. He opened up about his marriage and family. He truly was unhappy and I was right she was a control freak. She controlled everything including the finances, which later became even more obvious. 
He asked about Raj and I told him that while things were ok our backgrounds were a huge issues to our families. So he would be finishing his studies and be moving abroad. Once he did I would defo fly out to meet him. That was the plan. 
Zia one day confided he didn’t like the fact Rosie and him were friends. Well I replied not much can be done about that. It’s a free world. 
By now because I avoided Neema as much as possible she wasn’t happy. I’d keep rejecting her friend request and one day I noticed her and Raj had become friends on Facebook then Zia too. 
I wasn’t amused and I let it be known. Raj had a flippant attitude. He said they are Rosie’s friends. She’s told me all about them. Do you know how filthy they are he said. They want her to be his second wife. You he said should keep away from them. 
When I spoke to Zia about it his answer was. I’m just here to make like minded friends and pass my time. I said why Raj? I rather you didn’t. He says he seems like a nice guy. Must be if you and Rosie are friends and Neema too. I’d like to get to know him better. 

Secret Diaries Of Him part 9 

#secretdiariesofhim part 9 
One day Neema kept calling Rosie and just wouldn’t give up. Eventually I had to take the call. 
She was asking how I was and why I hadn’t been in touch. I tried to explain things were quite hectic here plus I didn’t have much to say. I told her I felt Edinburgh was a different world a different lifetime away that didn’t exist no more for me. (Wish she would just take a hint) 
She said well Rosie you may have forgotten us but Zia sits with your picture daily and stares at it. He says it feels like it was taken just for him. I tried to make a point of not asking how he was. But she was clearly on a mission. 
Do you know she said Aneesa messages Zia all the time. They chat about anything and everything. She then proceeds to tell me about conversations we had had. I was not just gobsmacked but could feel my blood boiling too. 
Was he telling her about our conversations? But the way she was talking it was almost like she was reading them out to me. I was not amused. She was mocking and making fun of thoughts and feelings that were being shared in private conversations. How dare she! How dare he! 
These people were a joke. She was a joke everything to her was just a piss take. I was beginning to wonder did she take anything seriously. 
Later on when I spoke to Zia again I asked him who has access to your Facebook account he said nobody. I asked him does your wife read our messages and again he said no. He asked why. I replied, I spoke to Rosie today and she seems to know that we chat and has details of our conversations which seem to have come from your wife. How come your wife has details of our private conversations? He acted dumb and said he didn’t know. Complete utter bullshit. 
It certainly put Zia in a new light to me almost a wuss a man with no privacy. Things were starting to click into place. He was her muppet she pulled the strings she controlled him. He didn’t have a say in anything. He’d found a friend in Rosie. Somebody who valued him and treated him like a human. No wonder he fell in love with her instantly. 
She would brag about how good he was at cleaning and cooking. Now I realised its because she herself does nothing. She would sit on Facebook all day and do nothing around the house. He would come in from work and then get on with the housework. My heart went out to him but at the same time I realised this was a very screwed up couple. Anyone else would run a mile. 
I was intrigued.

Secret diaries of him part 8

For two weeks we didn’t speak on the phone. Neither of us. I pretended I was at my dying fathers bedside. As sad as it was and drastic and sick it was the only thing at that time that could get me out of it. Talk about creating your own problems.
Both had been messaging offering support but so far I’d avoided getting into a conversation with them.
Meanwhile guess what Zia had done? He’d befriended me on my own account. I accepted his friend request and we had started chatting. With Rosie now out the way I thought maybe I can start again but I was deluded. One thing I quickly realised Zia was deeply in love with Rosie. He wasn’t himself and seemed very down.
He after some days slowly started opening up about her. He was missing her badly and was worried for her. In the back of my mind I always thought this was a wind up but what I didn’t think was true was his feelings for Rosie. He’d fallen for her big time.
We had some deep conversations and shared a lot in a short space of time. He one day said will you add my wife to your Facebook. I asked why. He said it will just make things easier. I refused. I didn’t want Neema as a friend. I’d had enough of her as Rosie. Plus I know she’d insist on chatting on the phone which was too risky.
Zia was too loyal to Rosie to insist on phone calls. He wanted to know how I knew her I sad through Raj she’s his friend. He told me eventually that Rosie wanted him to leave Neema and marry her. Which wasn’t true he’d misinterpreted what I had said as Rosie. He said leaving his wife was completely out of the question and he was disappointed that Rosie had even suggested it.
Oh well I thought. Best you start hating her coz she ain’t ever coming back.
But as Rosie I had to call them because ignoring them wasn’t an option not after all their messages and knowing they were worried. But I was also ready to finally lay all this to rest. I’d done the ground work. I told them in a conference call my father had passed away I wouldn’t be returning to Edinburgh. I had to stay here and look after my mother and siblings. Therefore I can no longer marry you plus I’d already told you I can’t be a second wife. In reply Neema said I’m sending Zia to pay his condolences. I said don’t bother because when he turns up I have no way to explain who he is.
I was getting annoyed now, these two just didn’t know when to back off. Zia was acting like a wet blanket on the phone. I cut the call short and decided I wouldn’t be talking to them again as Rosie.
Meanwhile Zia was getting closer and closer to me on my own account and for a moment I thought I’d pulled it off. I’d got Rosie out the way. No more lies and deceit. Huh who was I kidding.

Secret diaries of him part 7

I seemed very lost and agitated at this point. I wanted to keep the friendship but it was getting too serious and intense. Basing any relationship on lies is never a good thing and right now I was feeling the weight of my mistakes. I needed to get rid of Rosie and maybe let them get to know me, Aneesa and start all over again. Maybe be proper friends. But hell who was I trying to kid. 
By now Raj was insisting on chatting on the phone with Rosie and he wanted to see her on camera. But how could I? As soon as I did he would know it’s really me. All the more reason to get out. He was already suspecting Rosie was me for these reasons and a few others. He kept insisting Rosie reminded him of me. Zia had said the same thing too and had even gone far enough as to send a friend request to my own account. He’d tried to initiate a conversation which so far I had ignored. It was too close for comfort. 
I phoned Zia one day and told him that as much as I want him (shush it’s part of my plan) I don’t think I could be a second wife. He went very quiet. I continued. I went on and said I’m not asking you to leave her I know you won’t and can’t but I also know I can’t share you. I could tell he wasn’t happy and he wasn’t saying much either. I decided to cut the call short. 
I thought right that’s enough to make them both realise that these plans are too silly and too far fetched. Second wives don’t come that easy and certainly not in the form of a sassy young rich girl in the middle of her studies.   
When I spoke to Neema a few days later she never mentioned my convo with Zia, it was clear he hadn’t told her. Which kinda pissed me off a little. Her plans were still full steam ahead. 
I messaged him and asked why does she still think everything is normal. (Normal 😏) he replied I don’t want to break her heart she really likes you and is excited about visiting. 
My heart sank realising he’s more twisted than her. What the hell was going on here! I really needed to think. No matter what I said or did I thought that crazy couple would turn up here anyway. I had a feeling he had told her then again maybe not. 
Ok I knew what I had to do, a little drastic but enough to get me out of this mess. I sent a message to Neema and Zia. 
” I have a family emergency my father has been in a car accident it’s really serious I have to go home” 

Merry Christmas

  

Secret diaries of him part 6 

Things with Raj weren’t going great. 
If you remember I originally made the Rosie account to trap him. Well it had worked. 
I had just placed myself in the right places on several mutual friend accounts and pages and boom he’d taken the bait. A few messages followed by a friend request. 
Same dialogues and same behaviour followed by I love you bla bla bla. So just to be really evil I told him I’ll tell Aneesa everything your upto. He was in a panic and begged me not to. I was enjoying seeing him squirming. So just to annoy him more I sent myself a friend request and on her wall we started having a laugh. 😂 yeah it was daft talking to myself but hell I was enjoying it. 
Neema and Zia asked me whose Aneesa and I replied she’s just a friend but Zia was taking a great interest in Aneesa. Which made me slightly uncomfortable. I was beginning to think that perhaps it was time to close the Rosie account and get rid of them altogether. But how? Especially after Neema announcing they were visiting. I was starting to feel trapped. 
They had only seen fake pics of me and they were under the impression I was boarding in Edinburgh at uni. In truth I was living at home in Glasgow with my family. 
Also why on earth would I want to see them? This was getting way to out of hand now. 
Her plans were too freaky. She had a sister in Manchester so her plan was to first visit Edinburgh. Leave Zia with me for a few days (so we could get to know each other better) while she visited her sister. Zia was super excited by this and started making plans of his own for those few days. Insisting I’ll be staying at his hotel with him. 
He was bringing chocolate sauce 🙈 amongst other things we had fantasised. I said it will be more fun if your wife is tied up in the corner watching. He goes that can be arranged 🙊🙊 the idea! Uffff!!! 
Anyways back to reality! Yes no point getting carried away when it isn’t going to happen. I had to stop them coming and had to find a way to get rid of them completely. Regardless of their pushy freaky nature I actually did like them. They were funny and great to talk to. 
Rosie kept calling and asking what shall she bring for me. She was telling me things she had already bought. I was getting more and more panicky and keeping my cool with them was getting harder and harder.  
I had to do something and a plan started to form…