My Thursday Girl

2. Thursday Girl

Not edited so may be a few mistakes..

She's back again, she has matured greatly from the last time I had seen her in person during our adolescence. She stands across a long mahogany table separating us both, her elegant tight fitted black dress with a slit from the waist down. 

Exposing those long luscious pale legs, my eyes can't help to stare at them.

"Look at me!" she shouts, shaking my lustful thoughts away, I meet those beautiful heterochromia eyes which first caught my attention when I met her, one pale blue the other dark green. In contrast to mine which are just a deep dark brown.

She walks over to my side of the table, slamming her palm on the wooden surface whilst she leans down to whisper into my ear "I will never love you." She tells me and yet again the familiar pain stabs my already wounded broken heart, but this time it feels worse and suddenly she's shaking some sense into me.

"Wake up!... Bella wake UP!"

Bellas eyelids rose to see the familiar face of her bestfriend Cain, staring at her with a worried expression, he knelt down by her side and took her shaky feminine hand into his own masculine, she slowly raised up from the bed squeezing his hand and using the free one to wipe the sweat dripping off of from her temple.

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes before speaking "she came back again Cain, she told me she would never love me again." a sympathetic look passed Cains face, a rare emotion he gave his long-time friend - or anyone for that matter. But the look was short before he used the hand he was clutching hers with to pull her up out of bed and drag her towards the bathroom in her room, she reluctantly followed groaning. "Your Thursday girl misses you, she called me earlier since you didn't answer" Cain shouted behind him before shoving her into the en suite bathroom.

"Why did she call, it isn't Thursday it's Wednesday, if she calls back again tell her to fuck off." Bella groaned before slamming the door and making her way to the bathtub to clean up.

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Once she was done taking a cold shower it was only then when she looked at the digital mirror she realized how late it was in the day, and when it was this late it meant it was either time to club or work. Neither artists or her label had called her up to produce or DJ so it meant she could take time off with Cain and indulge in alcoholic beverages and endearing women.

Like Cain could read her mind he banged on the door with a balled up fist twice, "Get the hell out! Lil Infant called and said they got free spaces for us at VIP in The Maze, so hurry!" he shouted before his footsteps could be heard wandering downstairs into the penthouse.

Bella groaned once again leaning her palms into the counter and gripping it her olive knuckles turning white, shutting her eyes she saw the girl from her dreams - better yet the girl of  her dreams. 

It only took her 30 minutes to put on a tight red short dress and re straighten her once curly hair, she accompanied the dress with a flamboyant 18' MM Cuban link chain with her name on it and black shiny Loubitions, not the appropriate heels to club in but the paparazzi would be sure to  find something to critique about the woman, and better yet attempt to blind her with those flashing lights. Ever since she had gotten involved with her 'Thursday' girl the media tried to tarnish her reputation, they described Bella as the she-devil and Thursday as the Angel and both shouldn't of been together.

It didn't bother her in the slightest since she didn't love her Thursday girl, she was just a burden that was uneasy to get rid of, like a pimple you could pop but the mark would stay there permanently engraving your skin. 

Bella took her time applying minimal makeup to cover her fatigue and flaws and walked down the stairs to meet an eager Cain who was pacing up and down eagerly waiting to get to the club and down alcohol, sometimes she wondered if he was an alcoholic but the guy was a lot of things, she could never keep up. She grinned at him and the smell of Tom Ford and after shave which wafted into her nose. She had to give him props, the guy never smelt bad and always cared about his appearance and hygiene. 

She'd known him since Secondary school when they lived in England and hit it off straight away when they were in the same form tutor. She found out he wanted to be a Rapper and to his surprise she wanted to be a Producer, although they were quite popular people made fun of them for their dreams, but regardless both of them worked hard and long and by the time they left Secondary before results day they decided to not go to Sixth Form and instead pursue a career in America. 

It wasn't easy at first - they shared a one bedroom apartment and ended up being homeless for a week or two when they couldn't keep up with the rent, they ended up couch hopping and once they were seen by a famous producer in a studio by sheer luck they were signed by one of the biggest well known Record Labels. That led them to their success and money that they have now, they were inseparable from the beginning and they still were inseparable now.

Clicking his fingers right in her face Bella jumped startled, "Hello?? Is anyone home?" he mocked waving his hand in front of her face chuckling. She joined in the laughter too and led the way out of the penthouse to the front where a Matte black Rolls Royce was waiting to be driven.

"So, we could've got an uber" Bella paused facing Cain "EVEN got a chauffer and you choose to drive a Rolls Royce when you know we're both going to get drunk?" 

He grinned at her placing an arm around her shoulder pulling her closer, "That is why I called your Thursday girl, she is going to be our D.D" Bella pushed him off suddenly eyeing him, "What the fuck is a D.D! And did you not hear what I said earlier? It isn't Thursday, I don't wanna see that b-tch!"

She groaned pacing up and down, "She is going to p-ssyblock me, Cain! While you can get all drunk and get all those women I have to entertain her!" she paused walking up to him poking his chest "THAT could've waited till tomorrow, I don't have ti-" 

Before Bella could continue a black limousine with tinted windows pulled up behind the Rolls Royce, a tall blonde woman stepped out after the door was opened for her and walked up to the pair, she eyed Bella carefully before pulling her into a hug, then she patted Cains shoulder awkwardly.

"What were you on about? You don't have time for what?" The Thursday girl asked, staring curiously at Bella as if she already knew the answer but decided to ignore it to save herself from being hurt. 

Bella squinted her eyes and held out her hand to Cain who passed the keys to the truck knowingly, Bella ignored the other woman before unlocking the truck and making her way to the driver seat.

Once both Cain and Thursday were seated, Cain in the back for whatever reason and Thursday in the Passenger. Bella turned towards her "I was just saying, Amy. How I didn't have time for you to drive like an old lady, so watch and learn."