Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Diana laughed. "Come on, I was just joking". Joke?. I groaned at the thought of that. I can't believe she's joking with my emotions. I rolled my eyes. "You know I was joking right?"

I shook my head in disapproval. I know Diana too well and knows when she's joking. "You ain't joking, Dia. You're mocking me. Ain't you supposed to console me?!!" I yelled at her

She laughed. "I was just..."

I jumped up from the couch, shoving the blanket aside. I'm sick and tired of being pity. "You know what. I'm done crying. You can as well go back home. I've got work to go to, tomorrow"

Kira stood up. "We can't leave you alone in this house, Bell. I can't let you cry your eyes out. So we are staying"

I furrowed my brows. "You won't do that". I arranged my already scattered hair and sniffed. "As you can see, I'm fine. Just go home". I had to gave them a half-hearted smile to make them believe. Though the smile faded quickly to sadness, they did not notice it.

"But..."

"No, but, Kira. I will be fine,"

She sighed. "Well, I think we should leave". I breathed a sigh of relief. I needed so much time alone so I can cry myself to sleep.

Kira picked up her bag while Diana smiled. I groaned. I knew she was up to something, but I have no idea what it was. "I have an idea," she said

I rolled my eyes and sat down. "You should..."

"Why don't we hit the club?" Diana said, cutting me short.

I groaned. There is no way I'm going to a club. Not with Diana. Kira giggled and I gave a disgruntled expression. "We aren't going to the club"

Kira held my hand. "Come on, Bell. It's a good idea. Did you remember your last breakup? We went to the club and you had..."

I blinked my eyes. I don't want to hear about my past breakups. "You know what?. We will hit the club. If that's what you want". Kira shrieked happily. "But"

Kita pouted her lips. "But what?"

"No alcohol"

She rested on the couch. "You should say that to Diana"

"Dia..."

Diana dragged me up. "Go get dressed"

I groaned. "Dia, we can't..."

"Don't even say it. There is no way we aren't going to drink"

I tried to show my disapproval but Diana wouldn't listen. I groaned. I think I made a wrong decision calling them over. Especially Dia. Now, I can't... Diana shook me off my thought.

and I groaned. "You don't have to shove me that way!!". She chuckled. I glared at her. "It isn't funny!!"

"Can you go get dressed?" Kira asked

"Whatever" I mumbled and finally find my way to my room. I could hear them chuckle but I was too broken-hearted to want to know why they were chuckling.

**

The club was crowded with different people dancing to the beats. "It's gonna been fun" Diana yelled due to the loud music and I groaned. I don't want to have fun. I just want to seat on my bed with a bowl of ice cream and maybe popcorn. Watching a very sad romance movie and crying my eyes out. And when I am done, I can cry myself to sleep. There was no one to direct us to our seats, so we had to find our way. As we walked past the crowds, I had to squeeze myself through them. I couldn't help but groan, as they shove me to the side. This is the reason I hate to come to a club. It's always stuffy. I wished I could just go back home. We got to the VIP section and I breathed a sigh of relief. I sat down feeling dejected. I don't why Dia suggested we come to the club. "We should get a drink" Kira suggested

I grumbled. I don't want to drink. "You both can..."

"Yeah, let's get a drink" Diana answered quickly and dragged me to the bar stand.

"Hey!!. We are seated at the VIP section. Aren't they suppose to serve us?"

Diana chuckled. "Three glasses of vodka please"

I hissed. She doesn't want to answer my question. I rolled my eyes and sat down. "I think Champagne is better" Kira answered, seating beside me.

"Vodka is the best to fight a breakup". I glared at her and she chuckled. I still don't understand while she has decided to mock me as a friend instead of consoling me. The bartender passed me a glass of vodka and then winked at me. I hissed. He's trying to flirt with me when I'm trying to heal myself of a heartbreak. "I think the bartender likes you" Diana whispered. Without replying, I lift my glass and emptied the content, down my throat not minding its hot attribute. I wasn't ready to talk. Not to Diana. "Let's dance," she said. She made to hold my hand but I shoved hers aside. I pushed the cup forward.

"Refill?" The bartender asked

I nodded. After the refill, I emptied the cup and asked for a refill again. I kinda felt better getting myself drunk. I won't have to think about him for some hours. I think find it difficult to believe that Jake broke up with me with a text. Why did he prefer to do that?. He should have just called me instead. I wiped my tears and stood up. I'm done crying for him. I'm going up to the stage and dance away my pains!!.

**

I woke up with a slight headache. My eyes were red and I could see bags beneath them. I sniffed. I must have cried even after getting myself drunk last night. I picked up my phone to check the time. "Oh, mine!!" I screamed. It was past 88 am I threw the phone on the bed and ran to the bathroom to take my bath. I was two hours past my normal waking time. I couldn't spend much time in the bathroom like I always do. I had to take a short shower and then run out. I got dressed in a simple gown and ran downstairs with my heels in my hand. My hair wasn't combed or arranged. There wasn't even time to do that. "Good morning ma'am" Kate greeted. I waved at her and made my way to the door. "I made breakfast, ma'am"

"Sorry, I can't wait"

"What do you want for dinner?"

"Just prepare something nice, Kate" I yelled and finally closed the door.

"Good morning, ma'am. You are late this morning" Daniel my chauffeur said

I rolled my eyes. He doesn't have to remind me. "I know. Can we go now?"

"Ma'am your..."

"Daniel!!"

"Sorry, ma'am". He opened the door and I entered. When the car finally drove out of the compound and into the street, I relaxed and closed my eyes. I still feel so sleepy.

**

"Good morning, ma'am". " Good morning, miss Bella" students greeted, as I walk past the hallway. As much as I tried to look and sound fine, I knew it was obvious, something was wrong with me. The students were staring at me strangely and I was beginning to feel strange. I had to walk fast. I was close to my office when I heard footsteps. I turned.

"Hey, Bell" Evelyn called. She is my colleague and more of my competition mate. "You look so horrible. Are you sure you slept well?"

I knew she wanted to get me pissed off but I won't give her the chance. I gave her my fake set of smiles. "Thanks for the compliment, Evelyn. And thanks for asking. I slept well"

She chuckled. "See you around then"

I ignored her and walked into my office. I decided to check myself out in the mirror. Though Evelyn doesn't like me, she sometimes tells the truth. I stared at the mirror and was shocked at the face I saw. I groaned. Gosh, I look so horrible, just like Evelyn said. Maybe that's what Daniel was trying to tell me. I hissed. There is no way I'm going to a club ever again!!.