I decide to take a warm shower so I don't have to wait much after but even though I'm done and wrapped in nothing but a gray towel and a knee length t-shirt, he's still yet to be back, at least, until I hear a knock on the door. I roll my eyes and start to walk down the spiral staircase covered with a pink and black protective rug with the silver hold. "There's no use being dramatic, how was your trip?" "What trip?" I almost trip from shock at the foot of the stairs when I hear the reply. "Uhn?" I turn to look at whoever owns the voice, because Lawrence definitely didn't sound like a female the last time we spoke and right in front of the door is a lady. A beautiful curvy lady, Lawrence' perfect type. "Who are you and what are you doing in my man's house?" Her voice is not welcoming in any sense. Every step she takes towards me frightens me because she looks like she might hit me. "Are you deaf or something?" "I'm not deaf or something, I'm Stella." I totally forgot I was aske
I step out from behind his protective shield to confirm my thoughts. His eyes are glassy. A frown immediately forms on my face as I turn to face Kenzie. "Whatever is going on here can be settled between you two later, right?" It's my turn to protect him now,but the bitch scoffs and flips her hair to the back. "It's needless to hurt each other emotionally", and this bitch rewards my courage with a ugly laughter. "What's funny?" "You. You are a clown, just like she was. Right, let me ask, did you get plastic surgery just to look like her?" She asks and this time I'm totally confused and done with being compared to someone I don't even know, but I'm not about to fuck anything up by asking questions."That's okay", the protectiveness appears in his voice again and again, I recognize the fact that it's not for me. I'm confused, but I'm also leaking. Lawrence takes a deep breath then turns to me, "I'm sorry this is happening, but she's very stubborn and might not leave immediately, h
With nothing but pain and hurt in my mind, I head upstairs to cuddle up on my bed. The house is empty and I couldn't be more grateful. It feels like pain from a breakup and I want to take it out on something. The camera Carl kept in my room perhaps, besides, he's the reason why all this is happening. If he hadn't been cunny in the first place, I wouldn't have gotten attached to the fakeness of his charms and I wouldn't have gone to the club that night. After stacking chairs upon chairs, I finally manage to retrieve it out of its place and without a second thought, I throw it to the ground and start to stomp on it. Letting a guy stalk you and touching yourself to please him is just crazy, but it all ends here. I'm going to go back to who I was before. The girl known and wanted by nobody. I take another long bath under the shower as I try to wash off any memories from the our meeting to our breakup, but it only brings pain to me and scrubbing my skin till it's red is obviously no
She's helpless. I'd thought her innocence would make her more conservative, but it turned out to be quite the opposite. I smirk and retreat to my room with the scene of what I had just witnessed etched in my memory. This made me understand why Gen Z is always in a hurry to bring out their phones when something is happening. If I had that much useful energy, that would have been my first course of action, but knowing I was also the only one who saw my daughter's supposed love and CEO kiss her best friend is almost enough. I ponder ways to punish him that won't hurt Tina because I know how manipulative the bastard can be. He won't take a minute before making Tina do something that would upset both her and myself. After thinking for a few minutes and coming up with nothing, I give it up and rest for a while before going to make something to eat in the kitchen. Happily, I make us some lunch and leave hers as she might be too upset to come down now. I should probably go check up on he
Stella's POVI've learnt to say no to an extent for the sake of my mental well-being.Trying to push our conversations away and even avoiding being in the same place with her alone... All my actions will eventually put a strain on our friendship, if that is not already happening, but I have to do it else I'll lose it. "I am really so excited to tell you all about our last date, though," Tina says excitedly as she experiments with her food. Breakfast and Carl suddenly decided this was his home. He insisted on making us something and there was no way the family could reject his offer, especially since his girlfriend was the only child here. Tina was so excited and chirpy about why he did the cooking and every one of my attempts to make her leave my room was a failure met with a story about how sweet he was and how he'd asked her to stay out of the kitchen.She was so proud to tell me about how he cared a lot for her and how she was leaning into the idea of marrying him. "Tina, why d
Stella's POVThe house is flashy and noisy with all the lights on and speakers in the background. The gardens that used to be peaceful all the time are now filled with tiny lightbulbs and a crowd I can't recognize mainly because I never relate with any crowds.There are cheers from all around and everyone is either with their date or gathering around a table to discuss something interesting with others.My bestfriend is not let out as she is with her boyfriend- fiance to be, if his claim to propose this night is true and I alone remain unpaired as even Mr Charles who I've been avoiding because of what I did last time has found himself a partner from one of Carl's coworkers. I take another sip of the wine I grabbed from a waiter and continue to observe. It's all I can do anyways, as I feel extremely left out and out of place for too many reasons than I can count. "It's a fun party, isn't it?" Tina's mom suddenly appears in my side, making me jump. She'd arrived earlier yesterday and
"Are you sure you don't want to stay for the after party? You look pretty beat and hungover from yesterday. I'm sure you have a headache," Tina said, but I'd booked my flight as soon as Mr Charles had gotten off of me. "Oh, it's okay, I would get some Advil and enough rest on the plane, I booked a first class," I explained to sooth the family which Carl was now a part of. "It's such a pity, I made something for breakfast," Mr Charles said and I would have sworn at him if Mrs Martinez hadn't dragged me the the side after everyone said their goodbyes and Charles had forced a hug on me. "Is something wrong?" She asked and I smiled sadly at the fact that she was the only one who seemed to care about me. My best friend wasn't seeing past Carl, her husband was one of the reasons behind this, Mr Charles was being the greatest hypocrite of all and I had avoided Lawrence to the max by blocking his number and putting it on blacklist. While the person who I've offended the most was sho
The ride on the plane was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I had slept most of the time. I'd been able to recover some strength while I was asleep because I felt a lot lighter. Guilt towards Mrs Martinez had washed away with the tears and I'm glad she had found out the way she did. Although I didn't expect her forgiveness at all I was more than happy that she had chosen to forgive me. Now I only have my best friend to confess to, but I can't do it now, not when her happiness is also at stake. Carl was like that to only me, which means it was my fault, but if I started the story about her dad, I'd have to involve carl and even Charles and as slutty as that made me for sleeping with all the men around us, i was ready to accept her hate because I deserved it. However, according to Mrs Martinez, I was worth a lot and not anymore would I look down on myself or let any guy or lady in fact try to take advantage of me. As soon as I arrived at the airport and contacted my manager, I rem