Playing With Fire ( BECKFREEN G!P)

Part 5

"Why didn't you tell me she was sleeping with Tanya earlier? I would never have gone to the club if I had of known." I asked Nam as we drove home.

"I only just found out." I looked at her. "Alice told me."

"Why Tanya? I thought Becky didn't date."

"It's just sex. I think she knows she is rich."

"What a hypocrite. She had the nerve to be pissed because I offered her money." I was furious. If I never saw her again, it would be too soon.

"I can't believe you were going to fuck her in Jake's office. What is wrong with you?"

"She just got under my skin, that's all." I muttered, but I was going to wash her away when I got home.

"Forget her, Freen."

"I already have." I replied irate. I meant those words. I would not spend another second thinking about her. The asshole. I had a lucky escape.

"No more trips to Loveheart for you."

"I agree with you, Nam." I replied, resting my head on her shoulder. "Thank you for saving me."

"That's what best friends are for." Nam whispered putting her arm around me.

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"Freen, darling you look beautiful." My mother smiled proudly at me, as I wondered down the spiral staircase, in my midnight blue Cinderella dress. I did feel like a princess tonight. The dress cascaded into a flawless dome from my waist down. My waist was pulled in tight against the bodice, holding my chest up in all the right places. Nam was a genius. I wish she could have come with me tonight.

"Wow Freen," my dad stopped in his tracks, while Monty was helping her into her coat. "You look stunning."

"Well, you told me to make an effort." I smiled as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Did Nam do your hair?" My mother smiled, touching a curl that was hanging down my shoulder. Nam had pinned half of my hair up in a timeless bun, while the rest was in soft ringlets.

"Yeah, she thought curls would work well."

"They do," my father smiled. "Well, I think you two will be the most beautiful things at this ball."

"Charlie," my mother smacked her chest, playfully. "I think we might have to keep any eye on our daughter tonight."

"I know what you mean, Renee. Freen is a real heart breaker tonight."

"Stop it you two," I rolled my eyes at them. "Can we just get this over with?" My father laughed at me, handing me my mask, while Monty opened the door for us.

"Have a wonderful night," Monty called as we got into the black limo.

"You will talk to Alex tonight won't you darling?" My mother asked in the car.

"Renee," my father scowled, "Stop putting presser on Freen."

"Is Alex hot?" I smiled. "If she is hot, I will talk to her." My father chuckled while my mother rolled her eyes at us.

It was difficult to recognize anyone at the Charity ball, seen as we were all wearing masks, but I could make out the people on the rich list just by the tone of their voices. I was almost dying of boredom, and things only got worse when I lost my parents in the crowd. Mike Newton appeared.

"Hello Freen," Mike smiled, lifting his mask up so I could see it was his.

"Hello Mike." I replied looking for the nearest exit. Why had I agreed to come to this party?