Chapter 41: Chapter 41

• • • Freedy’s POV • • •

My dick has had no fun for about weeks now and this is very mean. The earlier I remediate this the better. I can't stay like this forever.

After thinking for a short while I pick up the office phone and I daily, “Hello, Graham.” “Hey, Freddy it's been a while now. I thought you forgot about me,” he says.

“I need a hookup tonight with your best girl. Note that she should be under a confidential contract I don't need any mess around me.” I order.

“Of course Fred, what do you take me for? a newbie?. Just relax and count on me. You will have the best night of you live.” he gaily says.

“Should I reserve a room or do you want her at the hotel?” he asks. “Reserve a room. Hey, you tell her nothing about me except the necessary.” I emphasise this because he can be very reckless at times.

“Relax, you're too stifle. Anyway, I will keep you some toys, —s. Don't tell me how you hate it because it's just a game. Try it I'm sure you will love it.” he keeps insisting and he knows I hate when he does that.

“A game you mean?. Hitting a woman with all kinds of rods is a game for you?. Thank you Graham but no I passe. No toys in my room.” I off the call before he can something more stupid.

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• • • Sheila’s POV • • •

The evening comes faster than I expected. All this tough sensation I feel is simply because Mike will be around tonight. Why the hell did Nat have to invite him.

Perhaps I'm simply scared to open up to someone else and forget about Freddy. No, no this is the most ridiculous excuse I've ever heard or made to myself. It makes no sense. More to this Freddy and I can never be. We are a future impossible tense.

“I will give a chance to Mike” I murmur as I try to convince myself. “What did you just say?” Natasha asks as she searches her wardrobe for the, — perfect gown. She’s been searching for hours now.

She finally pulls out a short red wrap gown with black heels. “We have to celebrate this reconciliation.” she vividly exclaims.

“You’re taking this reconciliation thing too seriously,” I tell. “Says the girl who is scared of her classmate. Oh, Sheila, I thought you weren't scared of dicks anymore.” she fakes a deep voice towards the end of her sentence.

Did I tell you guys that this girl is crazy?.

“I have all the rights to be scared of dick baby I just had a pinch of it. Compare to your lengthy experience I think a pinch is too much to classify what I had. Also, I promised myself to stay a virgin till I get married. So yes, I'm fucken scared of Dicks…” I say sarcastically.

“Hold on for a second, what are you trying to insinuate that I'm a whore?” she frowns so seriously that I start feeling bad but then she adds “Yes, your friend right here is a whore and I'm preparing to go get some more. My only advice for you is; take your time rookie.”

“Oh, boss, I will definitely.” I nod.

“Now, pick something to put on there and let's go.” she points at her large wardrobe but I feel embarrassed. “No, Nat I won't feel comfortable in your dress, I love having my stuff on.” I get apprehensive.

“I understand. Pick any cloth there, I dash you. See, we don't have time to stop on campus for you to change. You have no other choice than to pick some there. Unless you want to go with these jeans.” she almost frowns.

“Fine, you win.” I move to the wardrobe, I stare at it for a long time and it's very confusing. I don't know what to put on. She has a lot of stuff.

I finally grab a white stretch gown that follows my body curves “Wow, perfect choice. Now pick a pair of shoe and a bag and let's get out of here.” she screams, happily.

“Nat!” I fix her with my pathetic stares. She's doing so much and I hate myself for always taking.

“I hate when you do this.” she says then she picks a pair of black hills with a red bag and she flings them to me. “We are late.” she exclaims while moving to the living room.

I meet her in the living room once I'm done. “Now, you look wow.” she quickly powders my face then she adds some lipstick and we leave immediately.

We get into the club, we immediately go to the lodge where Graham is waiting for us.

“I'm happy you could make it baby.” he hugs Natasha like I'm not existing. “Hey, Sheila. It's been a while,” finally he notices me. It's like he’s not happy to see me. Wow, I never knew Graham disliked me this much.

“Graham, nice to see you again.” I either, yet I have to fake it and mine looks more better than his. I won't lie I have nothing against him but his weird behaviour makes me uncomfortable.

“The concert will start soon,” he tells as we take seats. “A minute please, time for me to check things down” he perks Nat and he leaves. As soon as he leaves waiters enter with whiskey, champagne, soft drinks and ice.

“Is it me or is Graham acting weirdly?” Natasha asks me. “Yea” I simply nod my head. I don't want to say something that I might regret later.

A few minutes later Mike, arrives and he's taken to the lodge and he seats by me. This makes me so uncomfortable. So uncomfortable that I start biting my lips.

Graham comes back just when the concert is about to start and he seats by Natasha. We drink, discusses a little with each other but we mostly drink.

Nat seems to have a good time with Graham. They keep whispering to each other and laughing while he cuddles her hairs like a baby. Wow, they are so nice together. I wish I could get such genuine love.

Mike, and I barely speak with each other. He tries to say something but he hesitates. Then he tries again but he still hesitates and it sucks.

I notice it but I act like I haven't until he finally decided to open his fucken mouth “Are you enjoying the concert?” and this is all he finds to say after wasting all this time.

“Yes” I nod my head while sipping my drink. “Good.” he nods too then he seat quietly.

He later takes a deep breath “Seriously, you’re the only person who acts indifferent in my presence. Except for my parents of course.” he laughs but it doesn't sound funny for me. Anyway, what can I do? He's the rich guy so his joke should obviously, be funny. I laugh, barely though.

Then he adds “Sincerely, every girl in class knows me, my family name, my family’s net worth, etc except you. Just a few days ago you didn't even know that we were classmates and this is the kind of energy I need around me.” he fixs me with his stare and it's getting weird.

I rapidly change the conversation “So how are your parents?” oh, Sheila this is a stupid question.

“They are fine....” he drags his words while lifting a brow in awe like why the fuck is she asking me about my parents?. Yea, I can read it on his face.

A waiter whispers into Graham’s ears then both move out of the lodge. Finally Natasha is free and we can talk. “How is my Fav love bird?” I grin at my provoking statement.

“She’s fine, fulfilled…” she barely grins then boom she gets zany “Wow, Sheila Graham is a fucken God of love. He knows what to say when to say and how to say it. As if it's not enough his a great listener. I can't wait to leave this place to show him my gratitude.” she licks her lips.

Luckily for her, she's going to have a great night contrary to me. I glance at Mike while sipping my drink.

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• • • Freddy's POV• • •

“I'm happy to see you here but I have to be frank with you.” he takes a deep breath “Natasha is here with Sheila in my lodge. I will get you a different lodge” Graham finally breaths.

“No, don't bother yourself I will be fine.” I give him a gentle tap on the shoulder “Relax.” I add. Then I move upstairs. “What about the girl you asked I phone?” he follows me.

I stop “Oh, the girl. Let her wait in the room. I won't stay for long here” then I continue moving. ”Okay” he nods as we move into the lodge.

Fuck!. Why didn't he tell me she was here with this… boy!. I take a seat on the one seat couch facing them all. She's cute, I must admit.

Graham takes back his seats near Natasha “Why didn't you inform us that he was coming?” Natasha whispers to him “Sorry, it wasn't planned” he whispers back.

Everyone is quiet and the atmosphere is tense.

“Are you ok?” Mike asks Sheila as she pours glasses of dry whiskey and she drinks them in a gulf. “Yes, why won't I?” she fakes a smile but she looks damn anxious and Mike is damn confused.

He’s unable to understand her sudden change of behaviour. While Freddy is seriously drinking and browsing his phone without caring much about them.

“Stop before you get drunk and do something stupid.” Natasha gently hits her hand just when she's about to pour out another glass.

“Don't bother about me. I'm fine. I just told Mike, I'm fine.” she repeat. “I hope so. And don't just do something stupid.” it's clear that Nat isn't convinced.