Fated To Be Together

Making the Headlines

Tasha's pov

I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache and an aching body. My body was sore and my head was pounding. I wanted to get and get aspirin, but couldn't.

I started recalling the events of last night, from finding out that my boyfriend has been cheating on me with my best friend to getting f**ked by a total stranger. My heart became heavy at the thought of Brian and Ria, they've been fooling me all this while. I've always loved Brian and doted in him, and Ria, she's been my best friend for as long as I can remember.

I tried reaching the other side of my bed where the stranger had slept and noticed he wasn't there. I quickly turned around to find an empty bed with a note beside my head lamp. I picked it up and was shocked as to what I saw. Boldly written on it "LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT", and that was all.

" what the hell?" I asked myself fuming. What did I expect, that he'd wake up with me in bed? He really wasn't to blame though, I invited him in the first place. I checked the time and " oh my God, it's past 10 already". I shouted remembering I have a photo shoot for RX company by 11. Standing up from the bed still feeling the effects from last night's escapade and my face heating up from blushing, I picked my phone and saw 20 missed calls and 17 new messages. I opened it and saw the calls were from my mom, Tania, Sophie, Brian and others. I decided to open the messages first before returning the calls. The messages was surprising because I couldn't understand what it meant.

" hey T, how're you? who was that guy?" I started with Tania's.

I opened Sophie's and it read,

"uhh baby girl, I'd give anything to f**k him...he's so hot. who's he?"

I was getting more confused. I saw Ria's text, wanted to ignore it but decided against it, let's see what her excuse is for sleeping with my boyfriend. I opened it and it read,

"this is what your life has become, you got dumped and you resorted in f**king around. or, have you been f*****g around behind Brian's back?.. well it's a good thing that you're at the wrong side of the news now.. shame".

I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't needing the text messages, I needed to find out what's happening.

I opened the news page on my phone and I nearly passed out with shock. I made the news headline in almost all the articles. Some of them were boldly written, "POPULAR MODEL IN RELATIONSHIP SCANDAL",

" IS NATASHA SMITH CHEATING ON HER BOYFRIEND?"

"WHO IS THIS NEW GUY?"

"SHAME TO THE ACTRESS WHO COULDN'T CONTROL HER LIBIDO".

Who knew that an innocent one night stand could turn out to be a mess. My head was dizzy and tears threatened to fall. " could this be the end of my career?" I asked myself. I worked hard for this and I just can't watch it go down the drain. I decided to read the contents on one of the headlines, it read, "Natasha Smith has always been an outstanding actress and model, having featured in many movies and operas. But in recent times, no one has known what she's up to, she posted the pictures of she and Mr Brian, calling him the love of her life, which we've all been rooting and praying for them. Last night she was seen with a man who isn't Mr Brian in a very provocative way. The questions are, is she and Mr Brian done? Who's the new man? When is she coming out for a press conference to clear the air?

The questions kept going and I couldn't help but feel irritated. The paparazzi and their gossips are endless. My mind went back to Ria's text, could this her doing? I asked myself. No, she wasn't even there last night. Then why did she send me that text like she's been waiting for something like this to happen? I brushed the thought aside, she isn't my problem right now. How am I going to get away from this, where am I going to find him? It then dawned on me that I didn't even know his name or where he stays, I had s*x with a total stranger without being scared if he's a serial killer.

I need to clear the with the press to save my career, but how or what am I going to tell them if they ask me about someone I don't even know?

I sent a text to my mom telling her I'm okay, I'm going to have dinner with them the next day anyway, so I'd have to tell her everything. I hope the guests she having over isn't going to make the matter worst. I decided to take a shower and clean myself from last before worrying about other things.

I really need to see that man again, at least to know his name and save myself from further embarrassment.

"ugh... this is going to be long weekend". I face slapped myself before lazily dragging myself out of the bed to the bathroom.