Chapter 2

CHAPTER TWO

 

Freya’s POV

 

 

I rolled on the bed and moaned out in satisfaction of the comfy bed but it was interrupted with me landing on a huge back.

 

I opened my eyes widely, my eyes scanning my environment and who was beside me.

 

I stood up almost immediately, suddenly getting alert of whatever might be happening. I stared at the huge perfect body in front of me and a loud scream wanted to escape from my lips but I quickly used my hand to cover my mouth in fear.

 

What happened yesterday?

 

My mind drifted back to the scenario of yesterday and with no doubt, it was obvious I was the one who initiated all of this. I was drunk and a wreck of emotions.

 

Shit!

 

Rushing into the bathroom and getting dressed into my clothes, I packed my bags as I adjusted my hair without checking the mirror. It would be shameless right now for him to wake up and meet me here then tag me as a slut.

 

What was I even thinking? I shouldn't have done this. Perhaps I should have headed home straight.

 

As I got out of the hotel, I hopped on a cab, notwithstanding the eyes that peered at me like I was some ghost or beast in the day.

 

My hand slowly massaged the business card that was plastered in my hand. Perhaps it's good to have his business card.

 

A loud beep on my phone made me jolt back to the reality that my mom would have been worried sick about me since I called yesterday to inform her of a shocking news.

 

Perhaps it might not have come out as shock to her when it comes to Bryan getting married to another woman but more shocking that my best friend is the woman he's getting married to.

 

All of these didn't just make sense to me. It didn't. I just need someone to talk to and clear out my mind.

 

The cab highlighted and I paid the cab man before getting out and facing the reality that I had to move on without the people I called from my companion.

 

“Freya!" I heard my mom concerned tone as I got into the living room.

 

She rushed into me, giving me a hearty hug.

 

“I have been worried sick since yesternight. I called many times that I can't even count but you didn't pick. I am happy you're here.” She blurted out, her eyes holding a lot of emotions that I couldn't fathom.

 

“I….I ..I didn't know you called yesternight.” I tried to bring out words but it seems like they weren't making any sense.

 

I sighed and decided to heed to the sitting room but my mother dragged me back with a calm face.

 

“She is here.” She said and I gaze up at her in confusion.

 

“Who? Who is here?” I asked, making her give an uncontrollable sigh.

 

“Rachelle is here, Freya, but I want you to take things easy as your favorite cake. Don't rush words, even though it might seem harder than reality.” She comforted and o nodded in response before making my way into the room.

 

Even though I gave a reassuring smile that I had things all sorted out, it wasn't even up to my face. I can see the dangerous smirk I had on like I would murder someone very soon.

 

“Freya” I heard my friend scream as I brought out a pretentious smile.

 

“Elle, why are you here so early, you didn't tell me about your arrival.” I retorted and she gave me a surprise stare.

 

“No, no, no. Don't tell me you actually forgot.” She said unbelievably and I rolled my eyes at her expression, trying to wave out the thought of my best friend being a backstabber. 

 

It shouldn't just have come from her at all.

 

“Spill, Rachelle and stop making this a big deal. You forget things and so do I.” I replied nonchalantly but she ended up yelling.

 

“But this isn't like a usual thing to forget, you told me to meet you this morning at your house and then we can go shopping for your night date with Bryan. Why are you such a joykill? Hun.” She blurted out and I Sighed.

 

To think she even expected me to carry on with this date thing, when she was already married to Bryan, was something I couldn't fathom.

 

How cruel was she? Because this wasn't the Elle I know, one year or two years ago.

 

I stared at her fingers and I realized the ring wasn't on her hand. Of course, why would she bring it here?

 

It was another topic to discuss entirely.

 

“Oh, I just had a lot of things on my mind that I forgot. The new job I took in. They get the best out of me.” I explained, a wide smile across my face.

 

“When you get married to Bryan, I am sure he won't want his wife to be a workaholic who works just to earn a living. Let's get you shopping then your date with Bryan is going to be fired.” She said with a little giggle and I smirked.

 

At some point, I felt like strangling her to death. I just wanted her dead. But my mom's words kept ringing in my head.

 

“I am not going, Rachelle. I am better off not  on a date or dress than to still get cash from you. It is a crazy stunt.”

 

She stared at me in awe for a while before rolling her eyes. “Freya, this is what I don't like about the Freya part of you. You get to change plans all day.” She rolled her eyes in anger and a smile appeared on my face.

 

Can I really get along with the plan? Their plan? I just wanted to question them, which wasn't possible now.

 

I headed up to my room and cleaned up myself, getting ready for the shopping.