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This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Motherfu- are you kidding me? ARE. YOU. KIDDING. ME??
I’m in the Marriott, the same fucking place where I was yesterday with Marshall. Fuck my life, I’m so angry right now. At everyone. At everything.
Fuck, but she can’t know who I actually am. Not now anyways. Has she fucked him? Okay, no you know what, I know what to do. Show time, bitch.

“Yeah, Eminem! Definitely heard of him, mainly on news channels than radio channels, but hey who hasn’t yeah? Have you met him yet?”

Chloe's POV, same day, 8:30 a.m

Okay, so she isn’t a fan. I get it, she probably doesn’t like his content or something. Kind of a pussy move, cause they’re just songs, jeez. The real Marshall, was less of a dick in reality. At least to me, he wasn't. Anyway, I'm sure it's just a character he tried to play off and got carried away with, but I'm glad he's working on it.

“Yeah! He’s a friend of mine, sort of, and he’s really easy to talk to, you know. Funny, witty...”

“Thought so. He’s so cute though, right? Did you and him ever get it on or something? He’s a celebrity after all.” she asked, very smoothly, her eyes coldly staring into mine.

WOAH THERE, where did that come from? And why was she asking anyway?

“Wow K, what do you even mean by that?" I’m pissed off, I know it’s partly cause she’s calling my shit out, but also because the fuck she gotta do with this?

“I’m just asking! He’s famous for fucking around, so I assumed he’d fucked half of his crew anyway.”

?what?the?fuck?

“A bit weird coming from someone who kisses a complete stranger in the bathroom.”

“So, I was right. You slept with him.” she said nonchalantly as she took a swig of mouthwash lying on the counter.  Yes, but why do you care?
I bit my lip. If she was going to start a fight over this petty reason, I had enough practice from my parents. They trained me good.

“Maybe. But it’s not like we’re dating anyway, so why does it matter?”

“Right.” She said after she spat out the mouthwash. “I’m gonna get some breakfast. Care to join?”

“Okay K, drop this shit, why are you even angry about this? I fucked him way before we met.” I raise my voice a bit.

“Oh, I’m not angry. I was just asking, that a problem for you Chloe?” she said with a small grin on her face.

Fuck that, she’s enjoying this?

“See, I’m not going to justify the shit I do in my life, be it whoever. Deal with it or keep bitching.”  I turn around to leave; I’m not ready for this, it’s like 8:30 in the morning.

“You’re really cute when you’re angry, you know that? Anyways, I’m just fucking with you!” she chuckles.

Before I can really defend the point about me being cute, she leans in and kisses me. Soft at first, the kiss slowly starts getting more aggressive as she digs her nails into my ass. I moan in her mouth, the kiss making my entire lower body feel like jelly.

She slowly unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her breasts which were strained against her bra. I brush her nipples over her bra and I’m rewarded by a sexy moan in my ears.

She gently nips on my ear and whispers, “Let’s see who’s a better fuck, yeah? Me or Slim Shady?” Shit. Her baby blue eyes bore into mine and she starts to kiss me below my neck. She gently rubs her nose on my nipples, sending an electric sensation down my spine.