Brutal some might say, cruel to others. Aphrodite was none of those of course, just the best at what she did with no shame. Named after a Greek goddess obviously she was going to be a narcissistic bitch willing to do anything to get her way no matte...
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HARRY.
When Eleanor told me to come over and it was urgent, I didn't know what to expect. Of course I was getting up and leaving the door before the call even ended, but it didn't stop me from taking a moment to think this over. She told me that Aphrodite wasn't being her normal self after the trip and since I was the last person to see her, I would know what's up with her.
Didn't know what sense that made, but then again I was standing on her porch knocking at the door.
I was leaning against the wall when Cherry opened the door, a smile immediate growing on my lips. "Hi Cherry." I greet giving her a once over.
She looked more relaxed than she normally did, wearing a pair of shorts and a tight pajama shirt that made me want to sink to my knees and make her feel better that way. She gave me a once over too, her eyes trailing down to where my tiger tattoo peeked out. Clearing her throat she meets my eyes.
"How'd you get through the gates?" She questions, letting me inside. I takes my shoes off and leave them by the door before walking into the kitchen. "Eleanor sent me the code to get in. Hope you don't mind." I whistle with a smile. Last time I was here I wasn't able to get a good look at anything, so I was looking forward to seeing how her room looked.
Maybe it actually reflected herself and gave me some insight on her real personality.
Aphrodites head turns to Eleanor, who's just sitting there with a sly smile on her face. She offers us a wave and turns back to her conversation with Tyler and Gray, who both seemed just as confused as I did. I send her a wave back as Aphrodite only grimaces at her, shooting a look at Gray who only shakes his head. She grabs my hand and takes me upstairs and straight to her room, giving me little time to look around the top floor too. She turns and locks the door behind us, before swiftly unlocking it. I stifle a laugh at her antics, shaking my head. "Don't worry. If I wanted to have sex with you I would've done it at my place, not at a place where you have roommates." I teases locking the door again. A little privacy wouldn't hurt.
I sit on her bed and lean back as Aphrodite sits on the chair at her desk and stares at me, not saying a word. I take it upon myself to look around her room. Which was very, bland.. the only photos in here being pictures of her friends, but none of her family.
Cherry was staring at me like she was trying to figure me out. I mean, on the way here I was trying to figure myself out too. Was I just the biggest hypocrite? A couple days ago I was telling myself I was just using her for my career, but would I be here if I was? I would like to believe I wasn't a bad person, that I was better from how I used to be. She's my 'friend' and this is what friends do.
Right?
Cherry takes the towel from around her head off and start brushing through her hair. Taking this as a sign that she didn't want to talk I get on my phone, pretending like I was scrolling on it. I looked at her through the corner of my eye, watching as she stared out in front of her. She looked dazed and confused, brushing through the same section of hair. It had to have been fifteen minutes before she finally switched sides.
