Devils, Doctors & Tuxedos.

Chapter 6

Lilly P.O.V

Zanzibar was a dream as always, the sun's warm rays hit my skin like a touch of a gentle lover,white sands, blue beaches and tall green picturesque palm trees everywhere you look painting a perfect scene from a postcard. I inhaled the fresh salty air, calming myself down and hoping to forget the rough week I had. The moment I set my foot at the airport I was literally dying for a cocktail, a Martini to be specific. I had my new Gucci sunglasses on to match with my outfit. I was all Gucci and the world was at my feet, well at least that's how it felt.

Mom had called me literally a hundred times, I ignored her calls as always. I didn't like ignoring her even though I did it very often. I consoled myself by convincing my guilty conscience that she had put me in that position and it was all her fault. I blamed all my bad behavior on her somehow.

Poor mother.....

Well that's what you get for raising a spoilt bitch who does not single clue of what responsibility, commitment, self sacrifice and love stand for.

As soon as we arrived at our suite we quickly changed our outfits. I wore a an orange mini dress with gold sandles and Yolanda decided to wear a pink bikini top alongside extremelly sluty Jean Shorts.

" OMG you and your thirst trap outfits, like I literally wanna take a gun a shoot myself in the head right here , right now. I swear it never ends with you, like seriously GIVE NIGGAZ A BREAK!!!."

She dramatically threw herself in the bed laughing like some crazy bitch.

" Don't laugh I'm serious. This has to end!! I'm jealous ok. I seriously am, your legs always look amazing."

It was true, I was insanely jelaous of her body especially her legs. Her long annoying athletic legs, one of the main reasons I constantly feel compelled to remind her that my life is better than hers. Poor girl was broke as hell.

DEAD BROKE!!!

I literally knew people's pets that were richer than her.

" That's a lie, it has to be!. You the most sexy and beautiful Bitch I know. I'm not playing ok coz you are, like legit. No other girls is as hot as you in town."

That was music to my ears, inflaming my already monstrous ego to the max and instantly lifted my dark and dirty soul.

"Let's go for cocktails, we've been here for years and my throat is literally begging for them. Are you gonna bring your wallet or will I be taking this one?.

She shot up the bed like a puppy being offered treats. Never answered about the wallet though. We left the room and made our way downstairs to find the bar.

Just as we entered the establishment Yolanda called some guy in navy shirt and matching shorts. His back was facing us but he felt familiar.

" Babe, hey we here!!"

He turned to face us.

My stomach dropped, my heart started to beat fasterb and I could swear on my father's grave it was about to extract it's dark self out of my chest.

I could feel my armpits sweating. The last time I saw the man was when I left them at the club a few nights ago.

The sight of him again was overwhelming, with what emotion exactly?

I could not tell you even if you held a gun to my head. I was feeling a while cocktail of emotion. It was too bad it was not the king to make one tipsy.

" Hey babe, miss me already?"

The Devil said, after he passionately kissed her upon meeting us. I rolled my eyes, consumed with jelaousy matching no other.

She giggled and he giggled back.

It was tiring to watch and I wished the earth would open and swallow me up.

" Let me go to the bar and get myself a drink. Ohh hi ???? Sorry I don't remember your name..."

"DERECK"

He said as a matter of fact as if he saw right through my lie.

"Oh yeah sorry, do you want anything?"

He looked at me like he was trying to figure out what was going on. Confusion written all over his face.

"No thanks, I'm good "

I left the two of them chatting and giggling like some lovestruck high school kids. It was the most disgusting thing to watch. There was this annoying voice at the back of my head whispering.

' he's supposed to be yours, she doesn't deserve him....'

And all other sorts of truths. I was starting to hate her, I hated that he had chosen her over me. She was so beneath me, she was supposed to take him after I was done with him. She was the type of girl to take my scrap's, who I no longer wanted or needed.

We spent the rest of the day with me in hell and Yolanda in heaven with her new man. Apparently Dereck was in Tanzania for some business when she called him the previous night and they decided to meet in the island to spend some quality time together.

I left them chatting at the bar around seven and headed to our room holding my broken heart in both hands. Just when I was opening the door my email notification rang notify me that Dr Vic sent me mail.

' I'm so disappointed in you, no one is forcing you but the least you could do was to show up since my mom was looking forward to your company this evening'

The f@#ck...

Who did this boy think he was, he was acting like I owed him something.

Just as I was about to give reply and give him a piece of my mind. A light bulb went on in my head.

' look I'm in Zanzibar if you want to marry me, I need to get to know real you without my mother's constant intrusive behavior. I want to decide on my own if I like you enough'.

At this point I was inside the room sitting on the foot of the bed eyeballs glued at Gmail. Anxiously waiting for his answer

' can I come?'

Was his extremely fast reply.

'sure but don't tell our families'

I was smiling, biting my lower and probably with eyes full of malicious intent.

' I'll be there tomorrow morning. Already booked a 10pm flight tonight'.

The adrenaline cursing through my vains in that moment was probably enough to wake a horse.

I was cooking up a plan as always and it was perfect.

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