Faking It Till Forever

Chapter Seven

ANDREW

When life’s throwing a lot of its bullshit, what’s the best way to deal with it? I’ll tell you what, you f**k the world over, that’s what I’ve set to do today and at the mere step I’m met with a hiccup, that hiccup happen to be leaning on me seeming exhausted, not to mention her drying vomit, but I know better, she’s simply trying to get my attention and failing horribly.

This whole week has been shitty and horrible all thanks to my mother and her so called therapist who also happen to be dating her, he manages to convince her not to give me the CEO position to our company because I need a companion who could help me balance out my life from work, yeah no s**t motherfucker.

Women never hold any essence or importance to me except for the hole they willingly give me without me having to ask. They are all a bunch of clingy animals that have no self-worth and respect, throwing themselves to whoever attracts them. The measly hiccup hiccups before looking at me with watery eyes.

“Someone seems a little too needy” I voiced calmly even everything’s urging me to push her off, her vomits already indicating something I don’t wanna consider. “I think I can help with that” I added pulling at her ponytail to look at me.

“How?” she said too softly for my liking and I knew what she said due to my ability to read peoples lips and thoughts, and she looks nothing but sick to her brain. I give her a few minutes before pushing her off being very mad. She has completely ruined my whole plan to destroy this club and everyone in it.

“People like you don’t last in my world” I bit out trying to dust off her vomit. “Too soft, too trusting. You’d get eaten alive” she just looks at me and—smiled.

“Maybe the world could use a little more softness” I was taken aback by her simple statement, astonished even. I narrow my eyes looking at her for a very uncomfortable minute trying to see what she’s hiding behind that pretty face of hers.

Suddenly all the mayhem I’ve been grumbling and planning about quiets down, leaving me with an empty feeling. “What’s your name?” I ask even though I’m going to check on her a bit later. She looks up at me through her lashes and a wave of something new claws at my chest.

“Charrr” she slurs swaying and about to fall I had no other choice but to catch her.

“f**k, could you stop with the swaying” I snap at her, this is the second time I’m touching the opposite s*x—or anyone for that matter in five years.

She sways out of my arms looking behind me with a horrified expression before dragging me by the collar, bumping our chest together.

I curse under my breath. What the hell is wrong with women in general? I pull her ponytail so she looks at me. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she hiccups straining and staying on her tiptoes. We were very much staying at the entrance but I couldn’t care less and nobody has the d***s to talk to me.

“Could you please take me home” she mumbles in my ear, and it twitches. I never noticed she had a British accent, a hot one for that matter, I wonder how her voice would be calling my name while my c**k chokes her.

“Where do you live?”

“Buckinghamshire” oh...

“What are you doing here, downtown” she looks behind me again before sinking her body deeper into my frame.

“Can we just get out of here” she ordered looking at me before releasing my collar muttering a forget it and then heading out. Good

Its better she left me, probably sensing I’m the one she needs saving from. A creep passes my peripheral looking ready to pounce on any prey in front of him.

No way in hell.

I ponce on him, knocking him down and rushing towards my hiccup dragging her elbow crashing her chest with mine, gaining a sweet gasp out of her. She looks up at me with parted lips.

“Why did you leave me?”

“Because—“she presses her finger on my lips.

“Let me finish, you have no right to speak” she staggers back looking at me with hurt eyes. “You shaped me into something I don’t recognize anymore to the extent that I can’t look in the mirror without feeling the urge to punch it” I wish I could find the fucker she’s regarding me with and break every f*****g limb he has.

“You know I’m a broken person, I opened up to you, showed you my demon for what? For you to tramp on it like a f*****g t**t” she slaps my chest before leaning on me like a kitten. This is officially the worst day in my life.

She raises her head, squints her eyes before smiling. “Let’s have s*x” a scoff escapes my lips in exasperation.

“I don’t have s*x with Barbie’s, mio gattino” I lift her chin up to look at me, she pouts looking at me with her big eyes.

“But why?” she whines trapping her lower lips between her teeth. I force my thumb in to release it and power surges in my settling in my groin.

“Let me call my driver” I abruptly release her before I do something I will regret later and call Sam. Everything in me screams I should let her be and go on my merry way to cause destruction just like how I planned, to send a message to mummy’s dear therapist not to mess with me, but a certain kitten has to ruin everything.

After I called Sam, I decided to check on my message if there was something that needed to be done to take my mind of destruction, but all I was met with was messages from needy holes needing my d**k, even after clearly telling them I don’t do it more than twice.

I release a string of curses when I see an incoming call from mum that can never end well. Maybe if I ignore the call she will leave me.

She'll just keep on calling until you answer.

“Hey honey, took you long enough, how are you? You’ve forgotten about your mum. E cosi che ti ho cresciuto?” she relays in one breath. I massage my temple asking for anyone for patience.

“Hey mamma, I’m good but I’m busy so—“

“I have good news for you” she quiets down waiting for my anticipation, when she gets nothing she continues. “I booked us ticket to sapphire seas ten day cruise tour, me you and your fratello Damien” she squeals nearly tearing off my ear.

“I can’t come be—“she tsks before sighing

“Don’t you dare say because of work, it’s like you’re in a relationship with your work. Proprio come tuo padre” I shove my other hand in my pocket and looking to find the kitten talking to a kitten.

“I was gonna say because I’m going to spend time with my girlfriend” I lie through my teeth. I’m pretty sure I can find someone in my holes who’s willing to pose as my girlfriend.

“Ah mio caro, that’s good news, I was starting to think both my sons are going to be single forever, neve…” I remove the phone from my ears putting it on mute while she’s gushing about everything and anything.

“What are you doing?” I ask the kitten that’s smiling at a hobo. She looks to me with a goofy grin, she opens her mouth but I raise up my hand gumming my phone to my ear.

“She will come and we’ll have a blast” mamma gushes again.

“What?”

“I said bring your girlfriend to the cruise so we can meet her. Unless you don’t have one, and here I was thinking of giving you the CEO position” she’s baiting me and I know it but so help me god for me to give up that position to some figlio di puttana.

“I will inform her and we shall see” I abruptly end the phone before she pokes me again to find my kitten looking at me.

“You’re going to the sapphire seas cruise tour?” she quirks up and my car stops abruptly in front of us.

“Looks like it” I mutter under my breath ushering her in the back seat before following in, she waves at Sam who returns it with a smile.

“I also booked the ticket for me and my…ex-boyfriend” she says the last part in a quiver. “But I’m not going anymore” she smiles again looking at Sam before looking at me.

I keep looking at her as the engines in my brain starts working in overdrive. We soon reach her house after her description and barfing all over my car and having another mental breakdown. I got out holding her bag in my hand in search for the keys.

Some might say I’m being rude invading her privacy, and I’m very much well aware I’m not a gentle man after almost killing my father mistress. I insert the key and open the door ushering her in and walking her towards her room even though I have no idea where it is, but I’m sure I’ll know it when I see it.

There are a total of five rooms in the house, one has been filled to the brim with design dresses, the second is huge and decorated in red and black with s**t ton of a gothic pictures, the third ones in lavender, the one next to it brown and pink, the last one is all pink. Bingo

I lay her on the bed and check on her room, her baby pictures, pictures with her friends, best belief I took a picture of it then checked the whole house not only in search for Astrid but also to check the security system, not bad…

I drop a pink glass of water and Astrid by her bedside table, removing her shoes and tucking her in.

“Goodnight mio gattino, cause you’re gonna need all the rest you can get” I cut a tiny piece of her before getting out, giving Sam the hair and the pic to do a background check on her because knowingly or unknowingly she has become Mine.