I heard her sniffle, my heart shattered into a million pieces.
" your father is doing everything in his power to get hold of Connor." Mom said.I whirled my eyes at the mention of my father. Everything happened because of him, he had to show his ugly face at my wedding, ruining with his ill-fortune. I reckoned if mom had walked me down the aisle perhaps Connor and I would have been married by now. " that asshole, I hate him!"" He is your father, Gabby!"
I scoffed loudly. " my father, what kind of a father abandoned his family for some cheap whore?" I spat." Gabrielle..." My mom yelled.
" No mom, answer me. he abandoned us, and here you are acting like none of that happened, feeling remorse for the same man who left you take carter for your child, all alone?"" He's changed now baby, we should learn to forgive and forget." She persuaded.I rolled my eyes, mom is definitely by love. I hate men. " Bye, mom." Without reticence, I hung up the call. I looked up to see Michelle staring down at my iPad with her eyes wide open. I moved to her side of the bed, to take a peek at what she was gazing at. It was the stupid news again, but this time it wasn't about my wedding disaster. It was about the famous Cole Manchester. Since I was a teenager to date, I've been obsessed with him, he was a football player, and he played for the NFL. He owned one of the biggest football clubs in the world. He is a star and every girl's dream. He could take your breath away by a mere glance." Gosh, he is so dreamy! " Michelle bathed her eyelashes dramatically at his picture showing on the screen.I scoffed and went to lay back on the bed. Men are scum.It took times, hours, days, and weeks for me to get began getting over my wedding disaster with Connor. It's been two weeks already.
Gabby's POV.Ready? Michelle asked, flinging her purse over her shoulder. I nodded with my mouth filled with some leftover pizza from last night.Michelle had precisely forced me to leave the hotel room, I had kicked off the idea initially, however, a part of me still yearned for the outside world. I was the kind who loves being outside, shopping, partying, exploring the world, and meeting new people, Rather than staying indoors, stuffing my face full of popcorn while watching Netflix all day or snuggling on the couch and snoring in my sleep with cans of soft drinks and pizza boxes littered all around the room.
"Let's go!"
I adjusted the scarf on my head and wore my sun shades properly. I would do anything possible to avoid being all over the news again.My marriage crisis news had started to die down, ever since Cole Manchester got into town. I was grateful, however, their attention was still focused on me. What can I say, my father was an arrogant businessman in the city, everyone knows him for his ego and mellow attitude. he was the reason I was getting so much attention regarding my wedding Crisis." We'll go get some coffee at Starbucks first, you cool?" Michelle asks." Sure." I took one at myself before we took the elevator to the ground floor.The ride to Starbucks wasn't calm, with Ed Sheraan music blaring from the speaker, Michelle was nodding her head to the rhythm of the song as she drove. Occasionally, she would take a peek at the diamond ring on her finger. I recall how I reacted when Connor put a ring on my finger. I was overjoyed and wouldn't stop flaunting my ring in people's faces, especially my horrible cousins and aunts who would blab trash about me being almost thirty without a man in my life.I guess they will all be full of laughter after the drama, Connor pulled off.The car engine shuts down, snapping from my trance back to verity.
" you go ahead and buy the coffee, I will wait in the car."Michelle squinted her eyes, and the smile that was flashing on her face slowly varnished and turn to a frown." No Gabs, you have to stop isolating yourself." She advised." I'm not. I just don't like the attention I draw each time I step out in public." I countered.She rolled her eyes at me and let out a frustrated sigh." Attention is nothing new to you, you're used to it already. I can't lay back and watch you isolate yourself because of what Connor did."
True, but it was so hard to move on. We are literally in the same city. I do not want to ever bump into him and /or his lover. That would be another heartbreak that I do not want to experience. ever.
" Fine! I will get the coffee, but on one condition."
" And what is the condition?"" you promise to go into the mall with me for shopping." She lays her inexcusable condition.I nodded with a smile and gave her a playful nudge on her right arm. She scampered out of the car and walked into Starbucks.
I sat there in the car, nodding my head slowly to the song playing.Life had to teach me the hard way, I didn't deserve getting heartbroken by some dude, and neither do I deserve getting dumped at the alter on my wedding day and in front of the whole world.it sucks that such a catastrophe happened to none other person but for me.
My focus caught a glimpse of Michelle talking to a random guy with shaggy- bristle. I noticed the glisten of pleasure in her eyes as she spoke to the guy. The stranger doesn't look bad either, but his beard and hit were way too bushy.
In a blink of an eye, I saw them walking toward the car while holding each other's hands. Out of curiosity, I sat up and adjusted my scarf and sunshade." Bestie! " Michelle grinned and clasped her face against mine. I forced a smile at her, trying to decipher why she was acting unduly bizarre." Meet Henry." I perked up at the dude, this time I was able to get a good glance at him. Damn! He is way too handsome seeing him at a close range. His bushy hair and beard gave him that sexy-ass look any girl would kill for. Excluding myself because he appeared to be intimate with my best friend. " Hi, Henry!"" Hi, you must be Gabrielle," Henry said stretching out his hand.I reciprocated his handshake and we shook hands slowly. I diverted my eyes to Michelle. We had agreed to not disclose my identity to anyone but it seems someone did the opposite of what we agreed on. I guess she sensed my mood and decided to come forward. " Henry is my fiancee." She grinned at me, flashing her perfect den
I sighed and began making my way to the clothing section, I would need some outfits and shoes. At least I can add some good clothes to my wardrobe. I sauntered at a low pace, my eyes wandering the entire store for my taste. The place wasn't so deserted as I thought it would be, some customers were busy shuffling through some dress hangers while most of them took pictures with the celebrity, Cole Manchester.It has been quite a while since I saw him, we met at a gala affair ten years ago. Dad got invited so he took mom and me along.Cole and I had one thing in broad, our dads were well-recognized businessmen in the city. Although, I was only known for being the molly cuddled child of some wealthy businessman who spends her day shopping, clubbing, and eating at luxurious restaurants went to a highly prestigious school, and became a lawyer under her father's influence. I hated the fact that I was only everything I did, all my hard work always comes down to my father's status in society.
" Is it Michelle?"I swerved immediately, wondering how on earth he knew her name. Though I was popular, however, my best friend wasn't, she invariably finds a way to evade anything that would make her viral, although one time she did go viral but with my name attached to the story as her best friend. " Yeah, her." " She is with some guy, call her and let her know you are with me." I hesitated for a while, but I still grabbed my phone from my purse and dialed her number. " Hey! I will step out for a little while with someone. Don't freak out, it's Cole Manchester. For real. Alright, have fun." I hung up the call and shoved my phone back into my purse, then I wore my scarf and sunglasses back on. " Why are you covering your face, who exactly are you hiding from?" He asked attempting to take my hand into his. I jerked his hand and folded my hands." None of your business," I mumbled and started walking ahead of him. I could feel the gaping scrutiny of people at me as I strode to the
" what do you want from me? I asked nonchalantly. I was starting to get irritated by everything. I find it offensive for him to just appear from nowhere and ruin my plans for the day just so I could follow him around. He was trying to rub off his attainments in my face." You should take a chill pill, Gab. I have not kidnapped you." He muttered throwing on another shirt while peeking at me. I rolled my eyes at him and went to sit on the couch in the corner of the room.He walked over to me and sat beside me. K could feel the fervor exuding from his body. " would you like anything to drink?"" No. I replied blatantly and folded my arms under my breasts. Please can you go ahead and tell me whatever reason you have brought me here, I still have things to do." He shrugged and tugged closer to me. " you mean shopping right? You don't have to worry about it, I will have that taken care of."" I don't need your help." I countered." Urgh! Why do you have to be so difficult?" Did he whine?"
At this point, I don't think whatever happened to my love life matters to me as long as I can help Gabrielle get her life back on track again. Right now she doesn't know how important and special her life is, she only thinks of the many ways in which life has failed her. Meanwhile, I yearn to be given a little more time in life. All my life I have worked so hard to achieve everything that I have today but of what use is it for me when I can't enjoy it?I have always idolized Gabrielle Foster since we were kids I had a big crush on her back then in middle school, not thinking of our age difference. She might not be aware of my feelings for her and I want it to be that way, what good will it be if I come into her life and varnish just like others had done to her?When the news came to me about Gabrielle's broken relationship, I felt for her immensely. She wasn't just any type of girl, Gab was an independent woman, she worked so hard and tried to make a name for herself even when society
I was intending on going home to see my mom, I had missed her immensely in the past two weeks that I have spent at the hotel with Michelle, staying away from her. Nonetheless, I guess my staying here was worth it. I slide into a pair of blue jeans and a black sleeveless top, then I went ahead and packed the rest of my stuff in my suitcase. Once I was done packing I drag it down to Michelle's car and dump it in the luggage compartment. I slammed the trunk shut and jumped into the car, eventually, we hit the road.While Michelle drove the car, my heart wouldn't stop thumping rapidly. Michelle cuts corners, she would take her right hand while the other held the steering wheel, and place it on mine holding it firmly as a way of unspoken encouragement. She has been a great and caring friend. A friend anyone would be damn lucky to have, I still couldn't believe that she would leave her home and responsibilities to come to stay with me at the hotel, throughout the days I spent there, she nev
I plunged off my bed at the buzzing sound of my phone. I crawled on the bed to get from where It was charging to see what o it was. It was an unknown number.Urgh! How I hate taking calls from a private number, I mean, I don't think anyone likes that. It's so unsafe to me. Since I couldn't reach my phone on time, I wasn't able to take the call. I attempted to plug my phone back on the charger, but a message came in halfway through the mission so I had to check it. It was from the very same unknown number.I opened it and it read " Hey! Beautiful." I blinked. Who the hell is this? I never gave my number to anyone lately, at least not that I could remember. I haven't even met any stranger recently and I don't think a client would call me with a private number. Just in the middle of my pondering who the caller was, another call came in and this time it was not hidden anymore, the number flashed on my phone and immediately I picked up." Who the hell are you?" I fumed but the call ended
We took a seat in the VIP section. I observed how her eyes wandered the entire place. " You like it?" She swerved her head towards me. Her eyebrows furrowed." Like what?" " My clubhouse." She smirked and whirled her eyes. How nice if she always does that annoying thing she does. She doesn't know how much her silly attitude hurts me, and I hate that it does, however, I will do my very best to bring out the good in her. I have to move on from my feelings and do this for her, and with her. "Let's get this done already," she whined.I sat up and signaled the waiter whom I had just employed a few days ago. " What do you care for?" " Nothing alcoholic." " It's a clubhouse, not a Mall"" I don't fucking care if it's not a Mall, you offered to get me a drink, you don't have to impel me to take your choice." She countered. I heaved a sigh and told the waiter to leave. " When are you officially opening your "clubhouse"? " she asked making a gesture with her two fingers. " Next weekend,