Stella's point of view.
“Megan, I'm home” I announced as I pushed the door to our apartment open, and lounged on the sofa nearest to me.I lazily threw my bag on the foot of the sofa, then reached for a cushion and hugged it tightly. At once, I was engulfed in a tight hug without a warning.“Ella! Ella! Ella!” Megan sang my name joyously.“I'mma going to die in two minutes if you don't let you” I said when I noticed she's slightly choking me.“You're going to die? What's going to kill you?”I rolled my eyeballs at her question, she's clearly oblivious of the fact that she's choking me.“You're choking me, sweetheart” I tapped her arm around my neck.“Oh, fuçk, I'm so sorry, darling” she apologized and quickly let go of me.I puffed out some air as I turned around on the sofa, making sure I'm facing the ceiling above me.“How was your audition, darling? Did you get a spot this time?” Megan asked anxiously.Oh, here's a brief introduction, Megan's my best friend, and we've been best friends since diapers… She understands me very well and doesn't judge me for having a weird dream.“Hey, honey” she snapped her fingers in front of my eyes. “You spaced out on me” she laughed lightly.I let out a tired sigh.“I'm trying not to believe this, but I'm certain that director has something against me -he just doesn't like me” I complained.Her eyebrows raised as though she's waiting for me to continue, which I did.“He's just a director, but he's behaving as if he owns yummy kiss production house, can you imagine his pride?”I paused and bitten my lower lip.“I wish I could just audition in front of the CEO, and hear what he has to say about my skills” I grumbled.Megan stared at me for a moment, then sighed too.“The conclusion is… You didn't get a spot” she said.I pouted and nodded slowly.“Yeah” I agreed.She grabbed my hands, pulled me up and hugged me tightly, then rubbed my back comfortingly.“He said I'm not skillful enough” I sniffled.“That's because he's shortsighted”Shortsighted? Ok, that's one funny way of comforting people.“I mean, I just want to turn my addiction into a profession, but he's giving me a hard time” I paused briefly. “It's better I become a porn star, than having people call me a slût, is that too much to ask for?”Megan shook her head.“No, darling, it's not too much” she said.I pulled away from the hug, pushed my hair back and leaned back on the sofa.“Maybe I should just settle on being a call-girl since… "“Shut the fuçk up, babygirl” Megan snapped at me. “You're not going to be a call-girl.. Not under my watch!” she scolded me.“But… "“Tatatata” she hushed me.I set my lips on thin lines, and inhaled sharply.“Well, seeing as you're so desperate right now, how about I help you enroll into a private lesson?”“Private lesson?” I asked with a small frown.“Yeah” she nodded. “I know of someone who can teach you, and you'll pass your audition next time”I thought about it for a moment, and broke into an appreciative smile, then I jumped on her and began showering her face with kisses.“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thanks...”“But on one condition!”I stopped at once, pouted my lips and gave her my best puppy eyes.“You're going to come with me to a place”“Where?”“Well, I heard a new club is opening tonight, how about we go check it out?”A new club is opening tonight?Wow, now that's something interesting… It's going to be a nice distraction, maybe I'll get a man to practice a new skill.“I'm in”“I knew you'll love to” she said excitedly.“Of course, I'm going to bang some hot guys there” then I winked at her, and our giggle filled the air.•••••••••••••Third person's point of view.>Sin<Rob drove into an space in the parking lot, then stepped out and rushed to Ferguson's side, and pulled the door open.Ferguson alighted the car, his left eyebrow raised a little as he stared at the building in front of him, and he nodded as his eyes stayed glued on the words boldly written and shining brightly on above the door -sin.“Sin… Jonathan certainly knows how to pick names” he muttered to himself.“Hey, Ferguson!”He heard a familiar voice and turned around to see his best friend (Jonathan) taking long strode towards him, with his arms wide open as though he's calling Ferguson for a hug.“You made it” he said, then pulled Ferguson into a hug.“I'm just here for the bitçhes" Ferguson replied as he tapped on Jonathan's back a few times.“Wait, what?” he pulled away from Ferguson.“Who told you there are going to be any bitçhes tonight?”Ferguson gave him a strange look, before facing Rob with a glare, and Rob quickly took a few steps back.Jonathan chuckled as he threw an arm around Ferguson's shoulder.“Come on, give Rob a break” he said. “I've got enough bitçhes for you tonight”“Are they better than me?”“There's only one way to find out” he replied. “Come on, let's go inside”Then they headed towards the building.•••••••••••Stella's point of view.“Whoa, I'm sure going to have the wildest night ever” I exclaimed excitedly as I jumped out of the cab.We've just made it to the club, and judging from the vibes in the atmosphere, I can tell I'm going to have a great time.“Tell me, how many dîcks your pûssy is anticipating tonight?” Megan asked as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.“Hm… " I twisted my lips for a moment while thinking about it. “Let's see what this club has to offer first” I replied.Her eyes trailed down my clothes.“Are you sure you're wearing a panty under that mini skirt of yours?”“Of course” I replied with a nod, but she eyed me suspiciously.“Are you sure?”I nodded again, but she shook her head.“I don't think so, maybe I should check for myself”Then she tried to shove her hand under my skirt, but I caught her hand before she could.“Fine” I sighed. “I'm not wearing any pantys" I agreed.“Care to tell me why you aren't wearing any?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.I shrugged my shoulders.“I just want an easy access” I replied, referring to later when I want to get laid.Megan glared at me, before rolling her eyeballs and pulling my skirt down a bit, because it's just two inches away from my butts.“You should have just come with no clothes on at all” she scolded me, but I laughed instead.“I wouldn't mind that” I replied to her. “Uh, I think I'll consider attending a party with no clothes, it would be so much fun” I giggled at my crazy thought.She shook her head at my naughtiness, then inhaled sharply before grabbing my hand.“Let's go and explore, baby!”“Yay!!” I jumped happily, then we raced towards the building.••••••••••My eyes lit up in excitement as we swam through the sea of people, that were dancing to the beat of upbeat music.The smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with sweat was floating in the air, which gave the place an erotic atmosphere, and it is kind of turning me on right now, and my grip on Megan's wrist tightened as I bite my lower lip to hold back my urge -because if care isn't taken, I might jump on any guy here.“Now, this is the real deal, this is your type of scene, huh?” Megan nudged my shoulder gently, then nodded at some couples that were grinding against each other.“You daughter of sin, you know me so well” I told her and gave her a thumb up.She simply chuckled.“Let's go grab a table, I want to get drunk before I jump into the dance floor”“Yeah, me too” she agreed.Stella’s POVIt felt as though a lifetime to the hospital. The lights in the city faded to a point of view through the window, each of them being corkscrewed into a popping point of panic and guilt. I could not stop beating on my heart. With each blink of the eye, I would see the name of Ferguson flashing on my phone and the message he tried to say to me, and it sounded too close to goodbye.Megan sat down next to me and my hand was clenched. "We'll get there soon, Stella. Just breathe, okay?"I replied with a nod because I could not say anything because my throat was too tight. It was impossible on the one hand to breathe when each distinction brought me nearer and nearer to what I was so afraid of hearing.We came to a halt before St. Luke’s Hospital. I tossed up some bills to the driver and ran quickly. The door swung open as cold air blasted out upon me.“Excuse me,” I said, barely able to catch my breath, “I’m looking for a patient, Ferguson Alonso. He was brought in not long ago
Stella’s POVMegan was banging the door ajar as she shouted before me into her apartment all the way the other side of the room.“Alright, calm down, I got news," she began with a dramatic kicking of her footwear. “But I have just seen someone who resembled Ferguson.”I froze mid-step. "What?"She then threw her shopping bags onto the counter and her eyes were opened and full of life. “I swear, I almost waved at him. Same height, same face, same brooding energy. He was coming out of a fancy car near the corner café. If it wasn’t him, then he’s got a twin walking around town.”A small, tired smile crept across my lips. “That wasn’t Ferguson.”Her brows furrowed. “Then who?”“It was his father,” I said quietly, sitting down on the edge of the couch. “He came here earlier.”That stopped her cold. “Wait, what? He came here? As in Ferguson’s father? The scary one who talks like he owns the weather?”“The very one,” I muttered, leaning back.Megan gaped. “Oh my God. What did he want?”I rub
Stella’s POVThe sunlight hit my eyes before my alarm did. I blinked, slowly turning to face the nightstand where my phone was buzzing. A faint groan escaped my lips too early for anything.Then I saw his name.Ferguson.I rubbed my eyes, squinting at the long text that filled my screen.> I don’t know where to start, so I’ll start with sorry.For not being there when you needed me. For letting you get hurt. For every damn thing I should’ve protected you from but didn’t.I do not want you to be forgiving but I would like you to be aware of the fact that I would never betray you. Not in that way. That, whatever you saw, is not what you think it is. I will tell you all about it, I swear.You are the first one who has ever made me feel like a human being again, Stella. It has just seemed impossible to me to take my mind off the only one that I cannot help thinking about.I have really done a lot of things wrong but I love you and I am not regretful about that. FAs I read it my breath f
Ferguson’s POVPresent dayI should’ve seen it coming.Claudia always played dirty. Always.The moment I woke up to Jonathan’s call and saw the news headlines flashing across every screen, I knew exactly who was behind the so-called “exclusive leak” of me and Claudia at that damn bar. The angle, the timing, the way she tilted her head just enough for it to look mutual.She knew what she was doing.Jonathan had already gone into full crisis mode, calling in every favor we had with the press. “I’ve got the narrative under control,” he’d said. “I made sure Stella doesn’t see the full clip. Just go fix your end before this explodes.”So I did.Or at least, I was about to.---My hands clutched to the steering wheel such that my knuckles were whitened. The engine of the car sounded and the empty road squirreled away and my mind was swirling with all that I could say to her no, all that I could hurl at her.The treachery did not even come as a surprise to me anymore. What burned was that sh
Ferguson’s POV*A day earlier*The glass grated against the counter again. I had lost track of the number of them. Whisky, rum, anything they had. I simply needed to have a quiet head and this was the only means by which I could achieve that quietness.Even the alcohol burning could not make her drown.Stella.I had the photo of her lying there on that hospital bed etched in my memory, the paleness of her skin and how she trembled a little in her voice when she answered that she was fine. Fine. She wasn't fine. She might have died, and I never had been there.My hand crept down my face, and I gave a sharp, desperate sigh. “You're a pathetic weakling of a thing,” I said to myself. "You couldn't even protect her."The bartender looked at me nervously on the farther end of the counter. “Are you certain you do not wish you were on water, sir?”“Just pour,” I flattered, tapping the rim of the glass.He hesitated but obeyed. The glass was struck by a gentle splash of the liquid on the botto
Stella POVThe shower ran through my whole body, the words of Megan kept ringing in my head, I let out a tired breath, I turned off the water, steam fogged the whole glass, but nothing could cloud the thoughts rushing through my mind.I stepped out with a towel wrapped around my body, heading to my bed, I noticed my phone lit up, a call came in piercing through the silence, I noticed the number wasn’t saved, panic ran through my veins, but something pushed me to pick up the phone.“Hello...” I answered with caution.“Hello, my dear,” a wave of relaxation hit my body when I heard Ferguson’s mom voice.“Oh... hello ma’am,” I slowly sat, crossing me legs.“How are you doing now? I heard that you have been discharged from the hospital,”“I’m doing well ma, yes, I am currently home,” home, that sounded weird especially since I have just been here for a few minutes barely an hour.“I’m really sorry that I couldn’t visit, you know how it is with Ferguson’s father,” her voice sounded broken,