A new life

20

Scarlett's POV

It is Friday night and I just finished filming for the day. Once I get back to the rental I call my husband to catch up. Being apart for these long times while I am filming isn't ideal but we have learned to make the best of it.

The phone rings before he picks up with a huge smile on his face.

"I just called with Y/N. She will definitely feel bad tomorrow morning. We also need to book her flights home so she arrives on Monday."

"What Monday, did she ask you to? I do hope she is careful with drinking, but from what I can hear she is having fun." I ask

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you but the court scheduled the hearing for Tuesday. It should be in your email as well. But how was your day darling?"

"Oh, that is soon. My day was fine." I reply and we spent a little bit catching up before we both decide it has been a long day and we both need some sleep.

Y/N's POV

I woke up the next morning seemingly fine, but as soon as sit up nausea and a headache hit. I plop back down in my bed not wanting to get up. Why does alcohol do this to you? I mean you have fun all night long and then the next morning you wake up not remembering half of it and feeling like shit. 

After about 2 hours of laying in bed just scrolling on TikTok, I need to pee. I groan as I walk the few meters to my bathroom. I look at the state of my room, it is always a mess after a big night of drinking. But this time it is worse than I have ever seen, I mean there is tomato sauce smeared on my desk from the leftovers I somehow managed to heat up after coming home.

Even though I don't want to eat because I feel like throwing up, I still order Mcdonald's because I know I will feel better when I have eaten something. It always helps and usually, I feel this bad because I am dehydrated and I have not eaten in a while. I know fast food is not healthy but I really cannot be bothered at the time.

I open up my email to see that there are tickets for the flights that are booked for tomorrow morning.

I have to get up so early the next morning but I don't mind because I will soon be making it official that I am a part of the Johansson-Jost family.

After a while, my food arrives and I eagerly eat it. I look through my camera roll to see if I did anything weird. After a sittning I had a while ago I learned that I should do it in the morning after instead of later in the week. After that sittning I had found the weirdest stuff and was only reminded of it a few days later because of the photos in my camera roll. I really cannot remember that night very well because of the amount of alcohol I had been drinking that night.

(A/N: A sittning is basically a diner, it can be formal or not at all and you just drink and eat. And something called spex is done which is basically just entertainment done by the people attending. It is a Swedish uni thing and very fun)

After a while, I packed up the little suitcase that I had taken with me and packed a duffel bag that I had with the last of my clothes since I would not come back here for a while. I cleaned up my room, not wanting anything to rot while I was gone. With that in mind, I also cleaned out the fridge.

The flights were fine, I had now gotten used to the luxury of flying first class.

I was greeted by my mom at the airport. She could safely come now since it was still very early on a Monday morning. Somehow we can't avoid the paparazzi because eventually, I can hear the clicks of a camera resounding through the space.

"Mom let's get in the car, there is someone taking pictures," I whisper to her. She lets me go and we quickly get in the car and drive away. "Ugh, I can already picture the headlines from these pictures. Do you know that from the last time people think I am a secret fling?" I say, irritated once again with the paparazzi.