Chapter 4 :lets have some fun

Erica's POV

"Erica, don't mind his words; oh yes, why don't we go to your room? You know, I myself decorated it," she stated, trying to lighten up the tense mood.

"My room," I said in confusion.

"What's that confusion look for? Oh, don't tell me you were thinking that you were going to stay with Richard," Aunt asked teasingly.

"N-no, aunt, no, aunt what made you think of that? I Just thought of that...." I tried to say something but kept on stammering.

Actually, aunt read my face. I was thinking that we might stay in one room, but I felt relief when aunt informed me that we aren't going to stay in a room together because what he called me earlier and what had happened, his word is still running through my nerves. To think about it, I never in my life got frustrated, but I don't know what is really happening to me. I felt like when my so-called husband or already-husband said those things about me, my blood got boiled up.

Outdated my foot, how dare he call me that my fashion sense is not that outdated? Who is he to judge my fashion sense? You rich spoil man. I was then cut off from my thoughts when aunt Corey called, "Erica, come let's go up to see your new room," she said smilingly.

"Okay, aunt, I answered before both of us went up to the second floor.

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Richard's POV

I entered my room after meeting with my not-so-gorgeous beautiful so-called wife. What does she think of herself coming from God knows where? Oh damn, why am I thinking about her? She ain't my type, nor will she be. Then my phone rang, which interrupted my thoughts, and I checked the caller ID, and it was my friend Samuel, so I received it.

"Hey, dude, what up?" I asked.

"Hey, are you coming to the party or not? Your so-called girlfriends are asking about you. If you are coming, you better get your a*s right here or else I won't be able to handle them," he yells.

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute," I said, and I hung up.

I took a quick shower, got dressed, and went away to the party. It took me only twenty minutes to reach Samuel's place. The party was going on inside with loud music. As I entered his house, I was dragged in by Samuel.

"Hey man, slow down!" I said.

"Slow down my foot. I told Jimmy it was boys night, but he invited those idiots as well," he said, pointing his finger toward some college bitches who were sitting on the couch, all drunk.

"Where is Jimmy now?" I asked.

"He was just...." Samuel was cut off when Jimmy came and said, "Hey dude, you made it. You like my friend party. I invited those chicks as well." He slurred out, but he does know how to handle himself even if he is drunk.

"Yes, we know that, and you are driving them home all by yourself now," Samuel said sternly.

Actually, Samuel is a gentleman type of guy, unlike me, who is just the opposite, and he is talking about those girls even though he spoke sternly to Jimmy about taking them to their houses, but at the end, he will be the one who will be dropping those girls off at their places.

"Okay, okay, I will, but let me enjoy myself. Here, here dude, have some of this," Jimmy said while handing me a glass of beer.

"Thanks man, I really needed that badly," I said before taking the beer from his hand.

"Man, did you see the so-called wife of yours? I bet she is beautiful," Jimmy asked. Just as he asked that, I was pissed off again before I replied, "Beautiful my foot, she is more like a rag girl," and I took a sip of my beer.

Then Marissa, the college diva, and my ex came, and she asked, "Who is the rag?"

"Richard so called to be wife," Jimmy replied.

"So your so-called wife is here?" she asked again.

"Yes, and I am really pissed off when mom introduces me to that bitch," I answered before downing the beer.

"Don't you worry, man, I think she will be someone who will change your life in the future as well," Samuel said.

"Hell with the future, I am never going to live with her," I yell at him.

"Beside the fact that she is way too outdated and out of my league, if you guys saw her, you would want to burry your head inside the earth," I said with a smirk.

"Dude, is she that ugly or what?" Jimmy asked with a smile.

"Yeah, she is. Oh, oh don't want to talk about it anymore. Let's just change the topic," I said.

Marissa also agreed with me, and she said, "Yeah, forget that girl, cheers guys," and we all toasted our glasses.

As I was drinking, Marissa suddenly said, "Hey guys, I've got an idea".

"What kind of idea?" I inquired.

"Richard, you said that she is not your match, right?" she asked.

"Yes!!!" I replied

She didn't say anything and smiled, staring at me.

"What??" I asked.

"It's our last year; why don't we have some fun with her if it's fine with you?" she asked me with the same evil smile, and I know exactly what she was thinking.

"No guys, it's a bad idea." Samuel denied the idea, but Jimmy cut him off, and he excitedly said, "Yes, bring it on. Come on, Richard, just say yes. It will be fun to watch her get bullied."

After much thought, I finally gave my answer: "Let's have some fun with her." I answered with a smirk.