Chapter 28: Chapter 28

• • • Sheila POV • • •

“I hate you, Freddy Logan!.” Olivia courses Freddy as she gets back into her hotel room, after spending the rest of her day trying to find all that he asked. Unfortunately, It was late already when she stepped out and all she can do right now is to sleep and continue very early tomorrow early.

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“Let's dance!.” Natasha tries to pull me off my chair but I'm tougher than what they excepted. “I don't want to dance!” I keep hesitating. “Don't kill the fun Sheila” she whimpers, kinda getting tipsy already.

“Nat!!!.” I flinch it's not like I'm ok, my head is kinda turning already.

“Natasha!.” we unexpectedly stop quarrelling as we heed this strange voice and we turn to a very sophisticated man.

“Graham!.” Natasha happily yells “It's been long!” she heavy stumbles in his arms.

“Yes, Nat!” he holds her tight. This kind of get me green-eyed when I heed him calling her “Nat” I thought I was the only person calling her this way. Anyway, the sensation is a brief one as it quickly departs me.

“You know I hate it, when you call me like that!.” she whispers and remains posed in his arms. This gets him worried and agitated “Okay!. Let me take you guys home!.” he offers.

“No!.” Natasha and I scream in zeal. “I want to have fun and celebrate with my best friend, Sheila!.” she paths away from him and moves to me, making some presentations “Sheila, Graham the manager and the owner of this club beautiful club. Then Graham, Sheila my best and only friend!.” she gets silly.

“Nice to meet you, Sheila!.” he fixes his stare right on me, then he slightly genuflects and kiss my hand. “Gentleman!.” I tell myself deep down, staring at him with a silly smile on the face.

“Awww, Graham!!!.” Natasha shrieks as she sees him kissing my hand. She’s seriously acting weird.

Thou, everything is alright with her, she still moves straight and her judgement is still intact. We just had a few drinks and we are still planning to get a few more.

At least I can still, control myself, my judgment and footsteps are intact. Thou, I kind of feel horny, I don't know if it's induced by the alcohol or this sexy young man strutting by us. Surely the nasty part of me is tired of being a virgin.

“It's better we move to one of the VIP lodge. I'm not comfortable with this crowd and it's not even safe for me. What do you girls think?.” he asks starting at me.

“He’s cute and he’s gentle!” Nat murmurs in my ears acting silly and crazy at the same time. I simple nod at her with a silly smile. Her craziness is very contagious.

“Good!.” Graham concludes as he sees me nod at his question. He takes my nod as a ‘yes!” meanwhile I'm noding to Natasha’s gossip.

He takes us in his arms and walks further and we just follow him. “Graham! where you taking us to!.” Natasha tumbles on him. “Somewhere more quiet!.” he paths off my hand and he clenches her, we keep walking.

We quickly reach one of the lodges above the club. As we get in, the fine glass walls which appeared blurred when I was at the bottom of the club captivate me.

“Sheila! let's seat.” Natasha gentle hit my butts

I turn back my stare to her. We take seats.

I seat opposite a man with very sexy ladies on top of him, caressing every single part of him, hiding his face as well. “Wow! tense” I confine deep down in admiration.

They are so busy that they don't even notice our presences. Come on, the music isn't even that loud her.

Graham is seated with Natasha stocked in his arms. I guess she is as horny as I am. Haha, we are both horny, hence alcohol isn't meant for us. I laugh loud deep in me as I watch Natasha cuddling or rather scattering Graham’s hairs

“Mehn!” Graham calls for the man’s attention, slightly hitting his knee, with the ladies sluggishly bathing away from him.

As soon as the ladies step off him, our stare spontaneously match each other’s. My smile fades in disappointment with my gaze clued on him. I can't help but fix him in dismal. I seat freeze and speechless. This makes him feel uneasy, though he manages it so well that I even turn to appreciate it.

“Like WTF, was I expecting from such a jerk. To think I went all the way to his room just to apologise!. I just hate him now!.”

“We have some guess!” Graham waves the girls out, they were still strutting by him impatient waiting for the least opening to plunge back on him like hungry wolves.

“Freddy! Sheila, see who we have here!.” Natasha yells.

“You all know each other?.” Graham wonders aloud “Yea, he's a guess at dad’s hotel” she seriously nods at him Graham and I'm just scared she lets out more then she should. “Wow!” Graham gets speechless

Nat pours out a glass of whiskey and drinks in a gulp.

“And how do you guys know each other?.” she wonders aloud pouring another glass which she still drinks it a gulp. While I keep sipping the whiskey in my glass, with my eyes playing hide and seek with that of Freddy.

“Freddy and I are childhood friend. We went to the same secondary and universities school.” Graham explains.

“Wow!” Nat exclaims. “Yea!.” Freddy simply nods.

“Childhood Friends, I can't even imagine the number of innocent girls you guys messed up!.” it honestly escapes my mouth. I pour out a glass and I drink it a gulp. Freddy slightly smirks and Graham rapidly comprehends that my statement was meant for Freddy “Wow!” is all he says and he keeps drink.

While Nat, gets off-topic, hahaha.

“Why is everyone silent when destiny has gathered us. Graham has as a crush on me!.” Nat spill it out Graham get irritated and embarrassed he tried stopping her in vain. Now,Nat is definitely drunk, I laugh at Graham, but they are cut together thou, aaawww...

“My lovely best friend Sheila...” she turns on “No Nat, no!” I scowl at her “has a crush on Freddy, and now we are all gathered staring at each other. What a small world” she concludes and tries to lift her glass but it falls on the ground and breaks.

“Shit!.” I cry what an embarrassment. I notice the little small of triumph on Freddy's face this crashes my heart. I immediately pour out another glass of whiskey and I drink it in a gulp yet it provides no shield from the humiliation.

I'm damn mad at her but she can't even notice it. She is drunk and busily discussing with Graham. With Freddy’s fixed stare on me this makes me more furious and rush to the toilet to get some fresh air. Like damn it! who goes to the toilet for fresh air.

“Now, he surely takes me for a slut. The last the time I checked, I barged into his room without any permission!” I cry “Ourrr! Natasha, I will kill you!.” I yell in fury. After that I wash my hands and wipe them with some tissue and step out of the toilet to find Freddy entering the toilet.

“Why are you stalking me!.” I get agitated. I somehow knew he was going to follow me like a jerk after what Natasha said, it's obvious that he wants to take advantage of me like every jerk of his kind. He's so predictable.

“Ain't!” he steps closer banging the door behind him. “You are! and I don't like that” I walk back to the mirror.

“Ait!.” he walks closer but pauses at the tap near the one I'm standing to wash his hands keeping his serious irritating glimpse on. He keeps lying with so much confidence. What does he take me for?.

“Your actions simply confirms that you are a jerk!. Just watch how you’re already running after me like a dog on hit. You’re a shameless man... Don't mind what Natasha said, it doesn't stands, more to that she is tipsy and she says nonsense... Now, you better drop every intention you have and stop stalking me!.” I boldly enunciated and I roll on to leave his irritating presence.

“You’re the one stalking me, young girl!.” the arrogant air in his voice baffles me and I turn back to him with a malicious smile of confusion “like seriously?”.

“Yea!” he nods with so much confidence “You are, and you have always been stalking me all the way. Firstly, you barged into my room and now you are here!.” I barely chuckle.

“You aren't serious!” his words go straight and pieces my heart. I seriously scowl as he mentioned the incident I'm trying to forget. “I have never stalked you, I'm not stalking you and I will never stalk you!.” I yell in the frustration.

“Oh! what then are you doing in here, if not waiting on me?!” he points at the door.

My stares follow his hands and it falls on the tiny drawing paste at the top part of door both inside and outside and this renders me weak and speechless at the same time.

“Now tell me who is stalking who?. No, let me answer the question” “You! you’ve been stalking me. You came here waiting on me. You won, I'm here as you planned!.” he claps his hands and all I want to do is to cry and run away.