The Payback Plan

Saturday morning came with Daisy being dragged out of her room by Ugo. She figured it was no less than she deserved since she avoided any topic related to Brett throughout Friday.

After a long, hot shower, she made her way into the living room and was ordered onto a seat by Ugo and a lecture she never knew she needed commenced. With the biggest coffee mug in her hand, she pretended to be paying attention to her friend's rattles in order to let peace reign.

"Number 10, do not fall for his seduction.... Number 11, never kiss him, never kiss your ex!"

"Ugo, that was number one, four, and nine."

"Yes." Ugo replied, pacing the room. "Now it's also number 11. Just so you know how important it is."

"O.k.a.y, is there something I'm missing?"

"You tell me. You and Lexington seemed cozy last night when you let him kiss you. You sat there and watched him try taking advantage of you."

"Oh come on Ugo, that wasn't how it happened."

"Really, could you please fill me in, I most definitely read another meaning to what I saw." Ugo sat on the table opposite Daisy.

"There's nothing to tell," she swallowed some coffee. "I wanted to have a taste of his lips too." She blushed.

"You bad girl.... Let's be clear Daisy baby, when you said you wanted him to grovel and regret losing you, that was the first step. You didn't tell me what the end would look like. Do you plan on getting back with him, giving him a second chance, maybe?"

"Nope." Daisy said, putting down her cup of coffee. She curled into the corner of the couch, pressed her cheek into the cushion and hugged her legs to her chest. "We're just going to hang out tomorrow and while at it, I plan on looking like a snack. Then when he's finally realized that he messed up by losing this chick, I'll strike by pushing him to the gutters.

"That's the spirit." Ugo said in a not-so-convincing tone.

"You don't sound convincing enough, what's up?"

She shrugged. "When we spoke about him at the club, I was so sure we could pull off that type of stunt easily. But seeing Lexington yesterday put my mind in a whole new level of doubt. You really have to tread carefully Daisy baby. That guy is hot and smells like real trouble and breakfast. Not the edible breakfast, but the heartbreak type of breakfast. Be certain there would be no strings attached, honey. If there is, then that would be a lot of struggle, especially for you." She said standing up and moving over to grab a cup of coffee.

With a filled cup in her hand, she gave Daisy all her attention. "From what I saw last night baby girl, I'll say you're headed down a fifty-fifty route."

Daisy scoffed. "Is that your way of saying you won't help me with my plans of getting back at him."

"Of course I will."

"Then you have nothing to worry about. I've been with Brett before, so I know well enough not to get myself entangled with him again. I'm not looking for happily-ever-after, Ugo. I can never look for such, from a man like him. You know I've said it countless times, I will never settle for men that are just too wealthy that they pay little to no attention to their spouse. I've seen what it's like for my mom being connected to a man as powerful as my father. It's a full-time job with part-time companionship."

"Except your father adores your mom and makes-out all the time in the world for her."

"Yet it doesn't change the fact that he's not always available, she must feel lonely at times."

"But that's a normal baby. Your father didn't get to where he is by sitting around at home tending to your mom's needs. But I give it to the man, he tries. He puts his family first before anything else. He's trying, a lot."

"I'm not arguing that with you. All I'm saying is money keeps my mom happy, but it wouldn't be enough to keep me happy. I'll need more." She stressed.

"Are we still talking about Lexington?"

"Gosh! Why do you always call him that?"

"Because calling him Brett makes me assume we're buddies and we're not."

"Lawyer!"

"Yes ma'am." She pointed at the three big paper bags beside the door that Daisy hadn't noticed before now. "That came in for you while you were in the shower."

Daisy set her mug on the coffee table and picked up the paper bags. They were pink glossy square bags from the famous Zephans and co female clothing brand.

"What are these?"

"Those," Ugo said, moving closer to her. "Are lovely outfits for us."

Daisy knew immediately they were from her parents. Money was something her mother needed to be happy, and she was glad her father was capable and willing to provide all her needs. At times she does find herself wishing that would be the end of it, but Bridget Ledwig finds it difficult accepting that her daughter doesn't view money the same way she does.

"What now?" Ugo asked, throwing her arm round Daisy's shoulders. An easy thing to do because she was taller than her by a few inches. "Don't be ungrateful. Your parents love you silly and would grab any little opportunity they get to spoil you. As much as you don't like your mum always spoiling you with stuff like this, you need to know that she won't stop. You know why, because she isn't doing it for you. She's doing it for her."

Sighing, Daisy conceded to Ugo's point. "What are they?" She asked.

"Gorgeous outfits for the fundraiser dinner, I guess. For the both of us actually. Just because buying gifts for me is what they do for you. You're more tolerant if you have me around to listen to you bitch." Ugo stated

"Damn straight. Thank God they know that."

"Of course they do. Your father wouldn't be a bazillionaire if he didn't know everything." Ugo caught Daisy's hand and tugged her over. "Come on, let's take a thorough look and get ready for the spa as well. I owe you a treat. And if we're going to go ahead with our pay-back plan on Lexington, we need to be heavily armored."

"Yasss!"