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Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen - Fake LV Bag

Saturday, 18th July 2020

KRYSTALLIA

...random girl.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I questioned and she answered, rudely may I add, "Move, bitch. I see my boyfriend."

I raised an eyebrow and turned around, "I don't think you have any other crazy exes," I pointed at ginger and looked at Zach, "So it's yours."

He moved his head to look at the girl and his face didn't move one bit. He was completely emotionless and made me think he's spending quite some time with Kris.

Hey, they have something to bond over now!

"Monica," he said and the girl lit up, "Zach, wonderful to see you again."

She glared at me and pushed me away to waltz in like she owns the place with her stilettos and Louis Vuitton purse. She was about to throw her arms around Zach's neck when he took a step and she would've fallen if she didn't grab the small table in time.

"So this is the girl that cheated on you," I asked and Zach nodded, "With the football captain. Multiple times on multiple occasions."

The girl or actually, Monica, steadied herself and glanced at Zach. She noticed his arm around my waist and her facial features darkened, "You didn't tell me you had a new toy."

"First, she's my girlfriend. Second, I don't need to tell you shit."

"Zach, please. It's been years, why don't you just forgive me and we can start over?" she pulled her blouse lower to expose her chest more and I mentally rolled my eyes.

Zach glared at her menacingly, "You're right, it's been years, so why don't you just move on and forget about me?"

"We were so perfect, Zach. We were the popular couple that everyone wanted to be."

"Yet you ruined that. I have my perfection here," he said and tightened his hold on my waist. Monica glared at me before batting her eyelashes at him, "Zach, she doesn't know how to please you, I do. Because I took your first."

I really don't know how that connects, but ok.

"It doesn't matter. She may not be my first, but she'll be my last. Just go back to that football captain Tom since you think he's worth cheating on me with."

Tom.

Tom?

"What Tom?" I asked and Zach looked at me, "Tom Johnson."

I swear I thought he was gonna say Tom Hanks, but that's more of what Sam would say.

I looked at Cain and he nodded before walking away.

"Hey, girlie," Monica waved a hand in my face and Zach glared at her, warning her not to go overboard.

I raised an eyebrow, "Yes?"

"What are you? Seventeen? Eighteen? You look like a little girl and not a real woman Zach needs," she spat out and Zach was about to go ape-shit on her when I put up a hand, effectively keeping him in place.

"For your info, I'm twenty. Don't let my face fool you. You'll regret underestimating me."

I saw Cain bring back another man and Zach's eyes went wide when he saw him.

"You work here?" Zach pointed at Tom, a kitchen porter, and Monica turned around.

"Tommy, what're you doing here?"

"Happy reunion?" I smiled sheepishly and Zach looked at me, "So you're telling me, the guy, the football captain that my ex cheated on me with, has been working for you as a lowly kitchen porter for..."

"Five years."

"Five years!" he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around my waist and twirling me around, "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

I laughed and placed my hands on his shoulders, "You're welcome, but why thank me?"

He gently placed me back on the floor and stared into my eyes, "Back in high school, he always bragged about how he would be the best football player in the world. I've never heard of him ever since he graduated and guess what? He's working as a kitchen porter for my girlfriend."

I playfully rolled my eyes and placed a light kiss on the corner of his lips, "Well, congrats Zach. You get your revenge."

He shook his head, "Nah, I don't need revenge. Knowing he works under me, under us, is enough of revenge."

He gave me a full toothy grin and I smiled back until someone broke the silence, "Sorry to break up your reunion, but am I too drunk or is there a brunette hoe in hooker clothes standing in the foyer?"

I turned to see Sam rubbing his eyes, his glass- now filled- in his hand.

"You're not seeing wrong," I grinned and he stumbled over to Zach and I, "Get her outta here. Her fake LV bag is too shiny and it's blinding."

I nodded and he started walking up the stairs but glanced back and pointed at the front door, "Hey, a black-haired hoe in hooker clothes is standing there with her hands on her hips like she's somebody."

I furrowed my eyebrows and turned to se-

Yup, Vanessa Lynn.

"Oh, god. Another one," I sighed.

Where are the twins when you need them?

So school's reopening in April if all goes well, and I'm terrified. Thank you for choosing to read RON. Follow me (@lephantomsoh) on Instagram to get sneak peeks and random snippets of things.