Crazy Dysfunctional night
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Chapter 4 – Crazy Dysfunctional Night
While waiting for My bestie Olivia, who I call Liv, Ally comes home, and I have a chance to find out why the hell Miss young was in our house.
“What the hell happened, and why did I wake up with Miss young in my room and no roommate who I thought was my friend?”
“Look, I am sorry but just after you passed out and I made sure you were safe in your bed. She turned up, letting herself in and kick me out. I tried to stop her, but she wasn’t alone, and she is a terrifying woman.” She explains; I can tell by her the fear in her voice that she is even more terrified by Miss Young than I am.
“What do you mean, she wasn’t alone?”
“She had some female that looked like her bodyguard with her.”
“So, she just asked you to leave? And you just left?”
“No, her fucken bodyguard manhandled me and forced me out of the house. I tried to protest, but I couldn’t really do anything.”
“I’m sorry about that. Hopefully, this will all be over soon. I tried to convince her that I don’t want what she wants, but she can’t see that. I hope to never see her again, but if she pops up again, I will make it clear to leave you and all my friends alone.”
“Thanks, babe,” she says but doesn’t look too relieved.
“Now that we have finished that discussion, did you want to join Liv and me on a night out?” I ask, trying to change the subject that is draining the air from me.
“Of course, I need a drink after today!” she says with excitement. Ally is never one to turn down a
“Awesome, well, I need help with my outfit,” I say before heading to my room.
“How about the black skirt and silk top? Or maybe the crop top?”
Half an hour later, we are dressed and ready. But still no Liv. Argh, that girl can never turn up on time. Think I better ring her, yep perfect. Now, where did I put my phone?
“Ally, I’m gonna ring Liv. Can you make some drinks for us while we wait for her?”
“Yeah, no probs” she yells back.
I tear apart my room, looking for my phone, and it is nowhere to be found.
“You have got to be kidding me!” I growl out.
“What’s up, babe?” Ally asks while walking into my room with drinks.
“I have lost my phone.”
“Again? Seriously, this is the hundredth time this week. Let me call it.” She sarcastically spits out before ringing my phone.
“Wait, can you hear that?” I question while walking into the other room, only to find none other than Miss young standing in the middle of the loungeroom holding my phone. The f**k? Does this woman not know the meaning of boundaries or, like, um, locked doors?
“What do you want? And why the hell do you have my phone?” I growl with anger, seeing her in my home for the second time today.
“I want you, of course. Oh, and I accidentally took your phone earlier and thought you would require it,” she smirks out. That smirk of hers is so hot but also infuriating. Argh, what is this woman doing to me?
“Oh well, thanks,” I say, slightly embarrassed about my outburst.
I slowly step forward to grab my phone, but the front door slams open just as I am about to grab it. What now?
“I’m here bitches, the party may begin,” Liv screams out. Right now, isn’t the best time for her to come blasting in; why couldn’t she be even later? Argh, today fucken sucks!
“And, who the f**k are you?” Liv growls at Miss Young before looking her up and down with disgust. Liv is very protective of me, so this will be fun.
“I am Freya’s girlfriend.” Miss Young remarks back.
“Wait. What!” I scream out, filled with rage. Liv face shows confusion as she questions what is happening, but no one replies, and they are too preoccupied already filled with the knowledge of what is happening. I usually tell her everything. But today has been quite crazy, so she is still in the dark. Also, kill me right now.
“Let me get one thing straight, Miss Young. I am not your girlfriend. I thought I made my stance clear earlier. Why do I feel like this discussion is like riding a merry-go-round or some s**t because this argument isn’t going anywhere but around and around?” I growl out.
“What the hell is happening? Freya, is this person stalking you or something?” Liv questions, confused by the entire situation. All I feel is overwhelmed and almost like I am stuck in a madhouse.
“This is none of your business, nosy little girl. Run along and let the adults speak.” Miss young hisses at Liv.
“Will all of you just SHUT THE f**k UP!! NOW!” I scream out. I can’t breathe in here. I take a few deep breathes, enjoying the few seconds of silence before the chaos begins again.
“Ally, can you please take Liv into your room and explain what has been happening while I handle Miss Young here.” I quickly sort it out. I can’t do this with them in the room.
“NO!” “I don’t want to leave you here alone with her.” Ally and Liv protest.
“Please, I will be fine.” I plead.
“Fine, but if I hear one scream, I will be in here, and I will hurt you if you have hurt my friend,” Liv says to Miss Young before walking out with ally following close behind.
“Wow, your little friend is a spitfire and intrusive,” she remarks while making herself comfortable on my old couch.
“Don’t insult my friend. She is just protective and didn’t know what the hell was happening. Not to mention, you falsely stated that we were dating.” I growl.
“I was just making it clear to your friends that you are mine.”
“But I am not! Plus, they are my friends; what’s the difference if they know or not?” I growl.
“You will be mine. I also don’t trust anyone with you, friends or not. But that is enough of that for tonight. Where are you and your friends off to?”
“Oh, um, just out for the night, so I would appreciate it if you could please leave.”
“You are not allowed to go clubbing.” She quickly says.
“Um, who do you think you are? I will do what I want; you do not get to tell me what to do. Especially since I haven’t signed your contract yet.”
“I am Julietta Young, and I do not let little girls tell me what I can or cannot do. You will stay here tonight, and it is not up for argument.” She states while standing up from the couch to her full height and walks closer to me. I slowly step back, but unfortunately, the wall is right behind me, preventing my escape.
“Either you obey me, or I will take you home with me, where I can keep an eye on you,” she adds, now standing only inches from me.
“You are infuriating,” I growl while pushing myself further into the wall as her body is pressed against mine.
“You get my blood boiling, little dove. But that just makes me want you even more.” She whispers; my body suddenly reaches out for more contact, and before I know it, my lips make contact with hers. Tingles run throughout my whole body. I deepen the kiss wanting to feel more; I allow her tongue access to my mouth. Our tongues fight for dominance, and of course, hers wins.
What am I doing? I can’t let this get any further. I slowly push her off me breaking the kiss. As we are both are out of breath and stunned, I use it as a chance to sidestep out of her hold and make my way to the other side of the room. Wow, that kiss was just wow. But it was a mistake.
“I-I Um I” I just stutter.
“It’s all good, baby girl; I think I should leave you to think it all over. But keep in mind you are not to leave this house tonight under no circumstance.” She says before waltzing out of the room and then the house.
“Girls, you can come out now,” I say before slumping down onto the floor.
“What just happened?” Ally asks.
“I’m gonna need alcohol to tell that story, plus it looks like we have plenty of time because I’ve been forbidden from leaving the house tonight,” I inform.
“And you are just going to obey?”
“Well, of course not. But we need pre drink’s first. And I think we are going to have to find a way around a certain bodyguard that belongs to Miss Young,” I remark, and true to my theory, when Liv opens the door there, there is one lady who looks quite muscular. Liv just slams the door in her face before turning to me with a smirk. She already has a plan.
“Guess we are gonna need that alcohol,” Liv remarks.
Whelp, tonight has been a crazy dysfunctional night. Time to push my newfound boundaries and show her that she can’t control me.
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