**Reneé POV**
My plane got delayed so I don't end up back in LA until around 4:30. It's been a long ass fucking day and I can't wait to get to Claire's and shower. When I get off the plane, she is there waiting for me just like she promised. Not that I expected anything less, I truly do not deserve her. The second I see her face, I am overcome with guilt and I just want to cry. I feel like a horrible person, I am a horrible person. I need to tell her what happened with Towa last night, but I just have to wait for the right time. The guilt is practically eating me alive and I can't help but feel like I've been slightly taken advantage of. I know I let things go too far last night, but I was drunk. I told Towa no and she didn't listen to me, is this even my fault?
"Hi baby" she smiles as I approach her, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in for a hug. I hug her back without saying a word. I'm so happy to be home, I'm so happy to be with her. I hug her like it's been weeks since I've seen her, even though it's been less than 48 hours. I really missed her.
"Let's go, I'm starving" she says as she pulls away from our hug. She reaches out her arm and I hand her my backpack. She takes my suitcase from me also, she's just too good to me. We walk hand in hand out of the airport and to the parking garage. I'm wearing my hood up and sunglasses, so I'm not worried about anyone seeing us. We don't talk much and I'm worried she's going to start asking questions. As we pull out of the parking garage, she turns to look at me in the passenger seat.
"So, pukey. Wanna tell me what actually happened last night?" she asks in a condescending tone. Fuck, here we go.
"Okay so before you freak out on me, there is something I need to tell you" I start, her eyes get wide and she already looks pissed.
"Are you fucking serious Reneé?" she snaps at me before I even get the chance to tell her what happened. I definitely cannot tell her the whole story, I know she won't believe me. I wouldn't believe me either.
"Don't freak out, nothing actually happened" I lie "Towa was really drunk and tried to hook up with me. I didn't do anything but that's why I came home, I wasn't actually sick"
"Yeah, I know you weren't actually sick because your Zofran is in my medicine cabinet. Do you think I'm fucking stupid?" she spits. I look down, trying to avoid eye contact.
"What the fuck do you mean she tried to hook up with you?" she starts in again.
"Like, after I hung up with you the first time I went to take a shower and she walked in on me and tried to get me to have sex with her in the shower"
Claire looks at me disgusted, not saying a word. Honestly, I'm disgusted with myself.
"But nothing happened baby, I told her no and went back to my room and thats when I called you" I finish explaining myself.
"So you're telling me you didn't fuck her?"
"No Claire, I did not fuck her" I assure her. Technically, she fucked me. So technically, that isn't a lie.
"Reneé, I fucking hate her. I literally want her dead" she shouts, her tone full of anger now. I slouch in my seat and look out the window, trying to avoid the conversation altogether. A million thoughts flood my brain and my heart feels like its going to beat out of my fucking chest. I feel so bad for lying but I can't imagine what she would do if she found out what actually happened. I know I would probably never see her again and that is not a risk I'm willing to take.
"I knew it was a bad idea for you to go this weekend. You're done working with her" she says sternly, finally breaking the silence.
"Claire, you know I don't have a choice in that" I try reasoning with her.
