Faking It Till Forever

Chapter Eight

CHARLOTTE

I bolt up from my bed in my mind completely delirious to my environment. After a few minute, everything starts rushing in. Adrian cheating, Vi, clubbing..

“Char!!” my heart jumps up as I cover my ears when the ponding in my head intensifies. I look to my bedside finding an Astrid and my favorite cup, I quickly consume in desperate need for the pounding to stop.

After freshening up and removing my hair from its ponytail torture, I head downstairs to find Aria lying on the couch still in her party wear, Freya catering to a cold martini she plans on drinking on the counter. Violet in the kitchen making pancakes—burnt pancakes the only meal she could cook.

“good morning sleeping beauty, you are looking exquisite today” I roll my eyes and sit down on the bar stool close to Freya who’s still looking at her martini gingerly like her new lover.

“I’m going to kill that figlio di puttana” she grunts the last part like an actual Italian and in no way British. She finally notices me and hugs me smelling like alcohol, out of the four of us its only Vi and Freya who could handle their liquor which is why Ari and I hardly go to clubs because one drink and were wasted literally and figuratively.

“Char, you are not gonna belief what happened last night!!” she squeals and aria and I grunt out when that added more pounding to our head, aria abruptly stands up then fetched a cup of water drowning it before sitting close to me.

“Enlighten me” I said sarcastically looking no way interested, if Vi noticed, she pretended not to and clears her throat putting down a plate of burnt tower of pancakes.

“So when you left, Freya and her client were outside arguing because apparently he was blacklisted from the club, she specifically told him not to come, but you know guys and their undignified egos, he still entered and caused a scene groping every girl he sees in his peripheral and even shagging with some of them” she picks up her pancakes smiling before biting into it with a grimace.

“we also saw Adrian with his pretentious secretary shagging with her publicly, I was shocked to see the prim and proper gentleman he claimed to be devouring her mouth, so anyways then the craziest thing happened, a very hot guy came in and bit the living bejesus out of him, something about loan sharks” she sighs looking up with a ‘good times’ expression written all over her face.

It caught me by surprise that Adrian burrows on loan sharks when he hates the idea of burrowing something that was never his, but then again I never actually who Adrian since he clearly made sure I knew nothing about him but he knows all that is to know about him, its like in s*x when he’s completely dressed and im naked entirely.

“Wait so you guys just came?” they all nod their heads before picking up the pancakes and forcing it down their throats. I look at the plate trying to piece how I got here, slept on the bed and even kept aspirin on the bedside table.

“Mmm” violet drops her cup of tea, gulping it down forcefully before speaking. “How did you get back?” she points at me before picking a strawberry and popping it in her mouth, I pick up the strawberry gingerly eating to stall and to think.

“I honestly have no idea” I look to aria that’s rubbing my shoulder looking nothing like herself, hair disheveled, lipstick smudged, a mark on her neck like she got strangled.

“Oh come on try and remember” vi pouts, I pick another strawberry and sucked on it trying to remember what happened, I remember getting ready with them, even complaining about how I hate the dress..

“lets have s*x” I look up to those deep-set, espresso-colored eyes.

“Hey! Almost lost you there, do you remember something” I gasp as another memory makes it way to my vision like a flash.

Knocking into him must’ve triggered my fear making me barf all my contents on the tall guy in front of me.

“People like you don’t last in my world” he bit out his accent very evident. “Too soft, too trusting. You’d get eaten alive”

“oh my god, guys… I’ve done something wrong” I admit trying to remember some more fragments but my head isn’t cooperating.

“How bad and wrong? Do we need ro bury someone” Vi chuckles before sitting opposite us looking at me with a hopeful and mischievous glint in her eyes. I open my mouth to disclose when the doorbell rings.

Violet pins me with a don’t move look and goes to the door, I chose to do something to help me remember what happened. I enter the kitchen and made myself a matcha with aria because were the only once who believe it the good thing to start our day with. I made toast and fried some eggs and bacon for all of us cause im sure they had the pancake not to offend Vi, I on the other hand cannot have that for my health and poor tummy.

“Aria, you might want to come here” vi shouts and I visibly see her freeze like someone mentioned she’s under arrest. Freya taps on her shoulder and we got our aria back she gulps and goes to the door and muttering what are you doing here.

I take a seat and slurp on my matcha and trying best not to eavesdrop on her conversation but I failed. It’s prince William’s son; Remington and he’s here because apparently they’re not done yet and aria ended their work because its due time.

Violet comes back with a goofy smile on her face mouthing ‘trouble in paradise’ to Freya and I. I shake my head before digging into my plate of bacon and eggs. The doorbell rings again and violet curses before going to the door.

I hear hushed voices before vi screams “Freya, someone’s here for you” he voice smiling even from here. Freya curses going to said guest who happened to be her client who did his shenanigans last night. I swear to god this guy is like a child looking for attention.

Hes a famous actor, songwriter and singer all over the world, when you look at him on the outside, he’s charismatic, cool and levelheaded, but on a deeper level; he’s a softy and a son of a b***h—Freya’s words not mine.

I simply enjoyed my breakfast and check what’s happening on social media when all three of them come in the kitchen looking annoyed, tired and happy respectively. They sit down and indulge in their meals while violet teases them endlessly. Another doorbell rings…again

“Wow!!, you guys need to be visiting me everyday” Vi teases before going for the door.

“Hey handsome!” vi squeals reaches my ear and I just shake my head. Violet will always be violet. “Are you here for me?” Freya abruptly stands up and head for the door.

“Oh my” she mumbles and I look at aria with a questioning eye, she shrugs and kept on digging in.

“Oh my indeed, you’re sexy gentleman, how can I help you, because I’ll gladly do it” Vi says in her sultry voice that any man would drop down and beg for her attention, said guy grumbles something in a deep voice that settled in my tummy.

Aria goes to him and gasps, I stay seated because I honestly do not want to see anyone. ”Who are you here to see?” everything in me shouts and urges me to go and see said handsome gentleman. I step out of the kitchen heading for the door.

“Im looking for Charlotte?” he looks at me and so does all my friends, I freeze in my step due to the intense stares that are sent my way.

“You traitor!” Vi gasps and pretend to faint so she could be caught by the guy whose giving me undivided attention and raking my body making me feel weird for wearing a pink short that’s riding off my ass and a tank top.

“May I speak to you” he ask in a rich, rolling Italian accent lowly. I nod and step towards the door. “Privately” he added before looking at our company.