One: pilot
Maureen Love was so high that she'd locked herself out of the house. She worked for 24 hours straight at the club like some animal exhibit at the zoo. Her lipstick was smeared and her mascara was running down her cheeks. Needless to say, she was having a shitty last day of summer. In her hand, she held a scented Candle from Bath and Body Works, the only thing other than a bath bomb that got rid of the smell of sex. She narrowly avoided her mom before she started her shift at the club. Luckily, Suze Howard could keep a secret and get Cinderella home before her mom noticed she wasn't asleep upstairs. And Suze knew Mimi was making up the hours her mother couldn't work because of her appointments and her immune system. She was like her fairy godmother in that way.
"Shit, shit, shit!" But not all fairy godmothers are able to stop the toxic ass prince from discovering Cinderella's identity after the ball.
Nate fucking Jacobs had sent her 105 texts, each more aggressive than the last.
MIMI
Where the FUCK ARE YOU MIMI!
MIMI! Get ur ass over to McKay's right now!
"Fucking hell."
She'd gotten high at the club last night and locked herself out of the house. She continued her walk of shame to McKay's with her trench coat wrapped around her body. By the time she arrived the party was already in full swing. But she'd arrived just in time to be put in the middle of Nate and Maddy's toxic relationship.
"JoJo! Mimi's here!" Maddy laughed. taking off Maureen's trench coat. "Let's go for a swim, bitches. My friends here need to just fuck each other already and I'm trying to make my asshole boyfriend jealous."
"Maureen."
"Joanne."
Maureen and Joanne were off-again. They kept an open relationship during the summer.
"Maddy-" Maddy grabbed her hand and jumped in the pool. Joanne jumped in after them.
Back in the house, one of Nate's teammates told him about the show the girls were putting on. "Fucking, Maureen!" he didn't even know Maureen was here. He hadn't seen her for the past 48 hours and even Maddy hadn't heard from her. They lowkey broke up because made Maddy walk home so he could drive around to find Maureen so Joanne would stop bothering him.
"That's real classy you fucking whores!" Joanne and Maureen had actually kissed and made up. They were fucking each other right in front of him. "Jesus, Joanne. Put your tits away!"
"Suck my dick!" Maddy laughed.
"Fuck off, Maddy. Get out of the pool, Maureen."
Maureen stumbled into McKay's kitchen, already high as a kite, Nate dragging her behind him. "Got a light?"
"The fuck are you doing here?" Nate demanded. "Oh god, you're shivering."
"It's nothing. I got locked out and it was cold last night." It was a fucking lie.
"You're lying." Nate threw some bottles off the counter. "You're fucking high!"
"Nate, i know you're mad but can you just please light this fucking candle!"
"What the fuck are you even talking about, Mimi..? What the fuck did you-?" a girl caught his eye. She had blonde hair. "What the fuck are you looking at?"
"Here we fucking go." Maureen laughed. She kinda dozed off...
"What the fuck? It was a joke!"
That is, until Nate shoved her behind him. Jules had pulled a fucking knife on them. She slit her wrist. And rubbed her arm on Nate. "What the fuck- you fucking freak!"
"You wanna hurt me? You have no idea?"
Joanne stood there laughing.
After the spectacle everyone including Jules left the kitchen. Maureen was still fixated on her fucking scented candle even as Nate started dry humping her. "Got a light?"
"I know you're high." Nate slid his hand between her thighs.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You're shivering."
"I got locked out, I told you."
"I can make you feel better." Nate led her upstairs.
"Nate, I had a really long day..."
Like I said before, Nate was pissed which meant he wasn't taking no for an answer. He threw her on the bed and entered her swiftly. And then he said something that rattled her, "Do you get fucked like this at that strip club?" She made a failed attempt to push him off her but he was bigger than her. In return, he slapped her.
"What the fuck, Nate?" he thrust in her a few more times before pulling out. He threw fifty bucks at her, like one of her fucking clients.
He knew. He fucking knew.
"For a cheap whore, you're overpriced and inexperienced. You'd let anyone that pays you take advantage of you. You're staying at my place tonight but I don't want to see you leave this room until after the fuckin' party."
And before he left, he took Mimi's lighter and lit that fucking candle, leaving her in bed alone all hot and bothered.