CHAPTER 2: Heartbreak & One Night Stand Mistake 2

Zoey's Pov

Some sort of bright light shone through my eyelids, I groaned and tried to hide away from the bright lights. I snuggled into something hard, which is weird. I don't recall my pillow being hard. Plus, my body is restricted by something so heavy like my lungs are crying out to be free.

I slowly opened my eyes, but I was met with a body which got me confused. Emma doesn't have such a manly figure. I looked up, my eyes went wide when I saw a peaceful sleeping man. I jolted up and out of his grip that I didn't know I was in.

Who is this guy?

And what is he doing on my bed?

Wait, I can't recall going home last night. I looked around to meet unfamiliar surroundings. Where is this place? I looked down at myself, my eyes almost popped out.

Holy shit!

I'm naked under the duvet!

What the fuck happened?

So me and this man actually…nah, it can't be!

But how can I be naked next to a stranger that is completely naked?

How did all these even happen?

I tried recalling all that happened last after I left Julian's place. I went to the club house to try and get my head outta what I had witnessed about Julian, but I got drunk I guess. And got fucked by this handsome stranger beside me.

Fuck Zoey!

Why did you let this happen?

Ouch!

I felt a shooting pain in my head, I think I really drank out of my senses last night, that explains everything. I will never drink again, ever!

"Holy fuck! Who the fuck are you?" The man's deep voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

I turned my head to the direction of where the voice was coming from. It was the stranger I actually slept with last night, he is staring at me in horror.

I bet this is how I looked when I saw him. And damn, he is handsome!

"I said who the fuck are you?" His deep voice came again, bringing me outta my thoughts.

"I should be asking you, who are you? And how am I naked next to you?" I attacked back.

I don't think this man has any idea that he's naked. He quickly looked down at himself, and looked into the duvet. Horror, evidence in his face.

"Fuck! How did this happen?" He asked, staring daggers at me.

Seriously? We were both at fault.

"I don't know, I was drunk and barely recall anything that happened last night." I said, looking away.

My head aches.

"I was drunk too…fuck! It's a mistake." He said.

Now he's realizing that?

"Holy God! It's 2pm!" He yelled, glaring at the wall clock.

2pm?

I looked up at the wall clock, my eyes went wide. It's actually 2pm!

Work?

Emma would be so worried. I quickly searched for my phone but couldn't find it. Wait, I dropped it in my car before going into the club house to avoid Julian's call.

"Listen, I don't know how it happened but it did and it was a huge mistake. I'm so sorry." He said, putting on his trousers and t-shirt.

I don't know when he jumped out of the bed.

"Yeah, it was a mistake." I said, more like saying to myself.

I wrapped the duvet around myself properly, picked up my clothes scattered on the floor and made my way to the bathroom to freshen up.

When I was done I came out, and he was nowhere to be found. Well, who cares. I need to get home, and get hold of my phone too.

I made my way out of the room, out of the club house and towards my car. I opened my driver's seat, and got in. I picked up my phone. Holy fuck!

20 missed calls from Emma.

5 missed calls from mom.

6 missed calls this morning from the MD of the hospital where I work, why would he be calling me? Did he notice my absence in the hospital?

19 missed calls from Julian, I rolled my eyes.

I need to get home as soon as I can, and then report to the office. I started my car, and drove straight home. Trying to avoid any accident.

***

I opened the door of my house to see Emma, coming out of her bedroom looking so worried and all dressed up like she's heading out to work. I saw how relieved she looked when her eyes stopped on me.

I know she must have been worried sick about me.

"What the hell, Zoey? Where have you been all yesterday, and half of today?" Emma yelled, staring daggers at me as I made my way to a nearby couch.

"Please Emma, I'm not ready for all these. I'm sorry I kept you worried." I managed to say.

I don't really feel like talking, or explaining anything about how I feel. My head hurts, I threw up four times on the road. I really feel like a mess.

"You think saying 'sorry' would calm the tension you created? I was worried that I called you up to a million times. Your mom was worried too, and then it's Julian." Emma half yelled.

I felt the anger and hurt rush through me again at the mention of his name. Everything that happened yesterday started playing in my head, I gulped down the emotions wailing up inside me.

"What happened, Zoey? Where were you?" Emma asked calmly, now sitting on the couch next to mine.

I can't keep what happened from her, she is more like my older sister than

my best friend. I also need to share this with someone, maybe it will help reduce the pains I am feeling inside.

"It's Julian." I began.

"What about Julian?"

"I…I caught him cheating." I let the words out with so much difficulty, gulping down the lump in my throat.

"What?" Emma half yelled, shocked.

"I caught him on his bed with another woman.."

"I didn't know Julian was such a dick, he didn't even say anything about that. I'm so sorry Zoey, I could only imagine the pain you are going through." Emma tries to comfort me, it'd help to calm me down a little.

Right now, I don't know how to feel or how to react to this. Should I cry or be angry, and then vow never to fall in love again?

A hand on my shoulder brought me out of my thoughts. I angled my head to the person beside me, it's Emma. She looked at me sadly, I know she understands the way I'm feeling.

"I'm so sorry, I'll be here to help you through this phrase. But as for that dick head. If I ever see him, I will rip his dick out." Emma stated, making me chuckle.

Emma is one feisty woman.

"But where were you throughout yesterday, and today? You know you should have come home to me." Emma asked.

"I know Emma, but I needed somewhere to cool off a bit. I went to a club house and got drunk, hoping it would help me get my head out of the pain I was feeling." I explained.

"Really Zoey? You got drunk? The Zoey Carter got drunk?" Emma asked, more

like mocking me.

"Not now, Emma. Well, I regretted that decision after what happened last night." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Wait, what happened?" Emma asked.

I could sense curiosity in her voice.

Everything that happened last night in my drunken state, is still like a blur to me. When I try recalling it, it just shoots bullets to my head, making me frown in pain.

"I…I think I got intimate with a guy in a drunken state." I said, Emma stared at me in horror.

"You think?"

"I don't know! All I know is that I woke up naked, next to a naked man." I tried explaining when Emma gave me this questioning look.

"Jeez, Zoey. I didn't know that getting you drunk could make you damn horny as well." Emma said with a dirty smirk.

I rolled my eyes on her statement, Emma can be so full of dirty thoughts when you bring up topics like this. Anyways, she's a pro when it comes to things like this.

"You are wrong Emma. Everything was a mistake, and it kinda happened." I said, trying to break those dirty thoughts out of her head.

I think she got what I'm doing, she rolled her eyes on my statement.

"Whatever." Emma said. "Anyways, your hospital called."

"Yeah, they called me. I told them I got the flu, and won't be reporting to work today." I said, relaxing more on the couch.

"Okay, I'll be heading to work now. I came back here during lunch break to check if you were back." Emma said, getting up and grabbing her handbag.

Emma works for a big company, as the assistant director. They gave her that post about three months ago.

"Freshen up and sleep, I'll be back before you know it." She said, giving me a kiss on my forehead before leaving.

I let out a sigh, I feel so tired to get up from this couch and freshen up. I'll just rest here, and then freshen up later. I relaxed more into the couch and then, sleep found it's peaceful self to me.

I needed that right now.

***

Third person Pov

I came down from my car which stopped right in the parking lot of my company. I have a meeting with my new investors, and i'm an hour late all thanks to my fiance and last night of being drunk.

I can't believe I got so drunk that I slept with a woman in the club house, without any fucking protection. That is one of the biggest mistakes of my life, and I made that mistake all because of the betrayal of my first love.

It hurts so much, I thought that getting drunk would help me run away from the pains my heart was suffering from. But I was wrong, it's still there. I don't think it plans on leaving me anytime soon.

My relief is that the woman I had slept with agreed with me that it was all a mistake, due to how drunk we were last night. I can't even recall what exactly happened, everything seems too blur each time I try to remember.

My phone rings, I looked at my personal assistant to tell me who it is calling.

"Ms. Gianna Michaels, sir." My assistant said.

"Switch the phone off." I ordered.

This is the 20th time she's calling me, what does she really have to say to me to justify what happened?

I made my way into my company building, trying to get a hold of my broken self. My business life needs a strong man to run it, not a broken man.

"Good afternoon, sir." The receptionist greeted me, I just waved.

I made my way to the VVIP elevator with my personal assistant following me. The elevator finally came to a stop on the third floor, where the meeting was being held.

The elevator opened, and I made my way to the meeting room.

Reaching in front of the door, my personal assistant opened the door for me. I made my way inside, everyone was already sitting round the table. One of the investors stood up, acknowledging my presence.

"I am sorry for keeping you all waiting." I apologized, shaking hands with him.

"It's fine. It's an honor meeting with you, Mr. Rowan Weston." He said.

I gave him a brief smile, and a nod.

"Please sit, let's go down to business." I said, gesturing for him to take a seat.

If alcohol can't take my head away from this pain I'm feeling, I think focusing more on the business would do the trick.