My Sweets

Final Recoupling

JESSA

I pull my hungover self to the dressing room. I take a quick shower and chug more water. I slip into a cute leopard print bikini that is off the shoulders and ties at the bust. I slump down to do my makeup. I feel like shit.

"Ugh. Why didn't anybody make me go to bed earlier?" Chelsea whines.

"Have you ever tried stopping yourself? You just keep going and going," I laugh.

"I was plum worn out just watching you. Then you laid on the grass going on and on about cat cafes," Hope adds.

"Well that explains the grass stain on my dress," Chelsea giggles.

Lottie snarls at us. "At least you guys didn't have to watch Hannah cracking on with your man all night."

"Yeah. That looked intense," I say.

"I'd worry more about your problems with Bobby." She stares me down. Why is she taking her hurt out on me?

"Problems with Bobby? What are you talking about? Bobby and I are amazing."

"Yeah, he looked real amazing and confident watching you sit with Lucas. Plus, Jo tried to grind up on him more than once and you weren't around to help him out," Lottie yells at me.

"That Hoe!" I yell too.

"Jo the Hoe! Jo the Hoe!" Chelsea giggles. "Seriously though, girls. Calm it. What we need is a day at the cat cafe," Chelsea squeals.

"That sounds fun Chelsea," I sweetly say to her. "Do the cats serve the tea?"

"What? No. I already explained this, Jessa."

"Jessa wasn't around, remember?" Lottie snarls at me.

"Where were you then?" Chelsea asks.

My mind goes to the roof terrace when Lucas was inappropriately grafting me. My stomach twists at the memory. It had to have been then. "Lucas pulled me for a chat."

"About what?" She probes. All the girls stop doing their makeup and stare at me.

"He's been grafting me really hard," I confess.

Lottie slams down her lipstick and Hope's mouth is hanging wide open. Chelsea squeals "OMG!"

"Are you going to tell Bobby?" Hope asks.

"He already knows," Lottie grumbles. He watched Lucas chase after her all night. You should have seen his worry when he couldn't find either of you." Guilt hits me hard.

"Nothing happened, but yeah I need to talk to Bobby." I avoid Lottie's death stare. She's really mad at me.

"Oh hun." Chelsea grabs my hand. "Let him know before someone else does." We all look at her, gobsmacked. "I'm not going to say anything," she whines.

Jo bursts into the room. "I've got a text."

Hannah and the guys crowd in, struggling with different stages of waking up. Bobby yawns and sets off an assortment of yawns which then has us all giggling.

"Check this out!" Jo yells. "Tonight will be the final recoupling and it's girls choice!" She glances at Bobby. That bitch. She better not even go there. Everyone is quiet as they take in the news. It's the final recoupling. This is it.

"What? Today?" Chelsea shrills. "And all the girls get to pick?"

"Yes Chels," Hannah says. "All the girls. Even me." Oh snap.

Ibrahim stretches. "I'm excited. So after this we'll be in our couples for the rest of the show." He smiles at Jo.

"I'm well excited too!" Hannah states as she giggles out of the room. I do not know what's going to happen with that.