24. One lies to the other

MIRABEL

"Oh my goodness!" I screamed, jumping off the bed when I realized that I was late.

It was past nine and I had just woken up. I dashed into the bathroom to quickly brush and bathe only to hit my arms against the door.

"Ouch!" I cried out in pain, feeling my arms stiffen for some second, and then cried out more when I realized that it's weekend and I wasn't supposed to go to work.

How the hell did I forget this? I mentally groaned. Firstly, I slept too much and woke up past ten in the morning. It was the first of its kind since I started working for Giveon.

I mentally thanked my stars as I realized that if it was during working days and I woke up this late, I wouldn't have bothered to go to work because Giveon would have kicked me out and fired me.

Speaking of Giveon, how did I return home? I don't recall anything besides dancing with Sandra.

"Oh my goodness!" I voice out.

My eyes widened in realization of what I had done last night. I was in Giveons arms. I don't recall that much but I knew I was in his arms and I fell asleep on him.

"Goodness!" I raked my hair with my fingers as I wondered if I hadn't done anything embarrassing.

How could I have gotten drunk and then fell asleep? I had to find out that I didn't know how to handle my liquor even if it was a tiny bit of alcohol. 

I took my bath, staying in the shower for longer minutes than I could recall because I had so many thoughts in my head. I hoped I hadn't done or said anything that would make Giveon scold me.

I returned to my room to apply body lotion only to pick up my phone to see that I had a message from Beauty asking that we meet up. 

I texted her to send the location. I don't usually have plans weekend so I wouldn't be staying indoors and be bored.

I made my way downstairs after getting dressed. I was abo ur to leave the house when  I saw Miranda entering the house with some grocery bags and I went over to assist her.

"Thank you," she said.

"Good afternoon." I greeted.

"Where are you going to?" She asked.

"I'm going out to meet a friend. It seems you went out. Have you seen Giveon by chance?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't around because he was hardly at home during weekends too. 

"Yes. Yes not around but he will be back before the event. He also asked for me to get some dress for you for tonight's event so make sure you return early," she informed me.

I had completely forgotten that his parents were talking about some charity event and we were both invited. 

I had agreed to go out with Beauty and whenever I went out with her, I always returned late. I sighed because I'd have to return earlier than I expected.

"You didn't forget now, did you?" Miranda asked and I shook my head, denying.

"You were asleep by the time Giveon brought you back home." She mentions making me curious.

"Giveon brought me back home?" I asked and she nodded her head.

I remembered falling asleep in his arms but that was at his parent's mansion. 

"Yes. He carried you to your room. You don't recall? Did you get drunk or what?" She chuckled.

I mentally scolded myself at how I had no recollection of what had happened last night and how I might have done something that would make him bully me more.

"He wasn't angry while bringing me up, was he?" I asked.

"Not at all. He seemed relaxed and when one of the guards volunteered to carry you, he didn't allow it." She informed me. 

What? He didn't allow anybody to carry me and carry me himself? For someone who disliked me, he sure did do a lot for me and I felt the need to appreciate it even if it meant I'd have to embarrass myself.

"I think I should get going now and I will come back on time," I said to her after placing the groceries on the island.

"Sure." She waved at me and I left the kitchen. 

I reached Beauty's apartment shortly. She was all dressed and waiting for me. 

"Took you quite a while to get here. You know I've been wanting to ask, you live alone right?"

"Yes," I said before I could think.

"That's great then. I'm thinking of having sleepovers. You'd sleepover at mine and I'd sleepover at yours. We would spend more time together and bond more." She sounded excited about it and that's when I realized that I had shot myself in the leg.

I immediately thought of lying to give her because I don't live alone and there's no way Giveon would be pleased to discover that someone at work knows that we are married to each other. 

"That's going to be a problem." I began.

"What do you mean?" She raised her brows in a questioning manner.  

"I don't think I've ever mentioned but I live alone now but my mom would be discharged from the hospital soon which means that I'd have to spend more time with her and she will be at home."

That was the perfect cover. I mentally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Your mom has been in the hospital? I'm glad she's fine now. I'd love to meet her. Do invite me over when she finally returns so I can get her some fruit okay?"  She suggested and I mentally sighed simply because that wouldn't be possible.

My mom doesn't know I'm married and my grandpa and I had chosen to keep it a secret for now because she just got well and would tell her later and since my mom and my grandpa have reconciled, she'd be staying over at his.

There were a lot of things that Beauty didn't know about me. I felt bad because she has always been honest with me while I have been keeping a lot from her.

"I will tell you when that is right but you have to  understand that my mom isn't someone that.. well she's just someone who'd love a little bit of space after she returns so I hope you don't misunderstand it." I managed to lie.

"Also about the sleepover, I will happen but maybe not now as I have to spend more time with my mom, I hope you understand right?" My heart was beating faster than normal in my chest as I waited for her to speak and hoped that she wasn't offended.

“Sure. That’s not a problem at all. Anyways we will be going clubbing tonight!” She cheered.

“Clubbing?”

“Yes.”

“ I’m afraid that’s not possible.” 

“What work? I could help you with it.” She suggested and I shook my head.

“I have to go see my mom later this evening which means I don’t have much time to spend with you today and later I have to finish some work for Mr Jameson. He said I must submit it early morning tomorrow.” I lied, almost running out of breath.

“Really? He makes you work on weekends now?” a frown etched on her face. 

I sighed. “Sadly.”