Eunomia

Chapter 24 "Lips reddened from his kisses"

~Bryony~

It was Saturday Morning and I wasn't in Miami's beaches as I hoped, no. I had to make the decision to stay in the town for this weekend, right now I was driving to Olive's in a car older than Sebastian, whatever his age is. I couldn't stop thinking about what he told me before I left his house on Thursday, 'You should thank me for coming to that party on Saturday, you know that friend of yours will force you to go and you will get bored without me.' He was kind of right, I got bored in this town of shit and that game we played made my numbered days in the town more bearable. So, on Friday, feeling forced to say yes because there were two persistent bitches -Sebastian and Olive- making sure I had no other option, I had to agree in coming and call Aiden to tell him I wouldn't make it that weekend.

When I arrived at Olive's house her stepmother opened me the door, I greeted her cordially and went to Olive's room when she told me her stepdaughter was waiting for me there. Sabina was a kind person, she was always smiling, if I stop and think about it I could see the reason why Olive's father loved her, the problem is that I wasn't going to bother in doing so.

I forgot to knock before entering Olive's room but it didn't matter because Olive was doing what she always did whenever I came. Drawing in that block she personalized with too many glitter and that was full with outfits she designed herself. Olive had the block resting on both of her thighs but she dropped it anyway on the bed as soon as she saw me to come hug me.

"Thanks God you came, I was having a crisis..." Olive said making our way through all the jeans that were lying on the floor. "Sabina hates me... She bought me five pairs of jeans and none of them fit me!" She complaining falling into that huge bed of hers. I looked at her trying not to laugh, Olive was many things, fat wasn't between them.

"But if you have a supermodel body!" I threw her a cushion. "However I thought you liked Sabina..."

"Oh, and I like her." She corrected me. "We spent half and hour complaining about nowadays sizing before you came." Olive smiled. "Come on, let's choose a sexy outfit for both of us." Olive held out her hands for me to help her up. I grabbed her hands to help her but the sound of the bathroom door opening made me look at it direction and the person coming out from it made me let go of my friend's hands.

I couldn't say who was more in shock or whose disgust face was worse, mine or Quentin's, neither of us knew of the presence of the other. Then I let out something I shouldn't.

"What is this one doing here?" Quentin and Olive seemed surprised for the contempt in my voice. I tried to put innocent face again.

"I could ask the same, Blondie." Quentin crossed his arms saying that nickname I hated, even more when it came out from his mouth, with that repulsive and superior tone he used to underestimate me.

I hated Quentin Thomas, with all my soul and being. He was the worst but like I couldn't show him the way I wanted how much I disliked him then I could just look at him the worst way possible. Olive intervened in our staring contest.

"Quentin is the male opinion we need." She gave a fast kiss in the lips of her boyfriend. "And Bryony is my best friend." Olive put her hand on my shoulder and at that moment I thought that was the most absurd thing in the world. Olive, between Quentin and me, on tiptoe with an arm around each of our necks.

The next thing we did can be basically summed up as me and Olive trying on clothes and Quentin looking, well, it was more like Olive trying even bikinis in front of Quentin and me, Quentin drooling over her when he got his eyes of his phone and me wanting to puke, I also tried on clothes even though I came dressed, but unlike Olive I changed in the bathroom and only because Olive forced me to try a couple of things of her closet, I thought my outfit was fine.