Unscripted Love | Englot (GirlXGirl)

22. Only Love Can Say

POV CHARLOTTE

"Meena... P'Aoom.." I said as I woke up this morning, feeling a bit dizzy, probably because I was slightly drunk last night.

Meena and P'Aoom were sitting in P'Aoom's apartment, enjoying their coffee and eating soup in front of them.

They looked bad too. It seems like we were all very out of it last night. Somehow, we managed to get back here safely.

"Char, sit here. I'll get you some coffee," said P'Aoom, standing up to prepare coffee for me.

I lay on Meena's lap as she leaned against the sofa.

"Do you remember last night?" she asked.

I nodded, "Yes."

She then nodded, "So, you weren't that drunk, Char."
She laughed,
"Neither was I, but the girl who's making you coffee now was more drunk than us, and look at her, she's still enthusiastic about making you coffee."

I laughed out loud at that. She was right.

"I remember everything. That's why I haven't opened my phone. P'Fa and I definitely broke social media. Definitely."

Then she sat up straight,

"Thinking about it, you were very brave. I was very surprised. I think everyone was surprised too."

I sat up now, and P'Aoom brought me a cup of coffee.

"Not just brave. Very, very wild. You two are really going to drive all your fans crazy with your antics one day," said P'Aoom.

I laughed, "She started it, and I wasn't going to refuse her. Whether there's alcohol in my system or not, you know I really miss her," I said, looking at my coffee cup.

That's true, and like P'Fa said last night. To hell with everything!
I really miss her.

After our breakup, I was so devastated that I couldn't work properly without sneaking backstage to cry.

I've never been like this before. Breakups were usual for me, even with someone I was with for years.

But the breakup with P'Fa really shattered me for almost a whole week. My routine was the same, go to work with a fake face, cry backstage, go home and cry again until dawn.

I was a mess.

I knew she wouldn't want to be contacted or seen.

She would avoid me as much as possible. And she did. And I respected that. I didn't want her to be angrier with me.

On the second day after our breakup, I took all my things with the help of Meena and P'Aoom.
And that's where I cried in our old room.

I missed her so much that I would secretly go to her events without anyone knowing. I even bought a Honda car just to disguise my arrival.

And I did that just to see her, even if only for a moment.

The day we met again for the LIVE selling on TikTok was the day I hadn't gotten any sleep at all.

The day I finally interacted with her, the person I love so much.

But of course, from all her movements and expressions, she was just as shattered as I was. Only, she could fake it well in front of everyone.

She made it clear by not wanting to talk about anything outside of work. And I respected that too.

And last night,
Of course, an exception.

What we did was truly insane.
Papa might have had a panic attack last night.

Everyone was cheering, but all I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat.