So after the F1 weekend, I flew back with Max, not to England, but to Monaco.
Unfortunately I had to talk to Savannah, and there was one place where I could always find her.
The club.
Fortunately for me, Chase wasn't working. It were just Jess, Jamie and Jordan.
The three people that also doubted Francesca, maybe Jamie not that much if I was honest. He didn't really care about Francesca.
"Is Savannah here?" I asked as I walked to the bar, to no one in particular, all three of them could answer my question.
But instead of answering, they all looked at me with a frown.
"Why do you need Savannah?" Jess asked.
"I need to talk to her, need to ask her something" I shrugged.
"I saw her walk in, don't know where she's now though" Jordan leaned against the bar. "You gonna be friends with her now?"
"Yeah well, why not?" I rolled my eyes. "Or do you have beef with her as well?"
"I don't have beef with anyone" he snorted.
"Except for Chase?" I tilted my head.
"He's just a psychopath, okay?" He grumbled as he took a bottle of alcohol and a glass.
"Okay" I mumbled, trying to hold back my laugh.
"There she is" Jess interrupted us as she nodded at Savannah, who was already walking to the bar.
I had no idea how to get this conversation started. She didn't really know me, she saw me kissing Lando once.
I told her to stop being so delusional.
She definitely wasn't gonna want to talk to me.
She stood next to me on the bar, ordered a drink and looked at me. "You're dating Max right?"
I nodded.
"Congratulations, I know he will treat you right" she smiled a little.
Maybe she wasn't that bad after all. Maybe she didn't hold grudges.
"Did you also see that Lando and Francesca are getting married?" I asked.
I had to point her in the right direction, unfortunately it was my least favorite subject by now.
She nodded. "Pretty crazy right?"
"Crazier things have happened I guess" I shrugged. "Speaking of crazy, how crazy was that one night with her?"
That one night, two years ago. As if people would still remember that.
"What night?"
"The night in the club, two years ago, before she left, when she got drugged, she was with you here and you left her"
She chuckled a little, took her glass and took a sip from it.
"It's kinda sad to leave your friend when she's drugged, you know" I pushed a little.
"Drugged? She wasn't drugged. She was completely fine" she snapped her head to me. "And I didn't leave her, she ditched me for Chase"
"What do you mean?"
"She left with him to the backroom or whatever" she waved it off. "I went home after that"
"Did you talk to her after that?" I asked.
"Talk, fight" she mumbled. "She thought I was flirting with Chase, said I was disgusting and whatever"
"Were you flirting with him?"
"Of course not, he's not my type" she rolled her eyes. "We got in a fight, and fair enough, I went a bit out of line"
I tilted my head at her.
"I slapped her, pushed her a little" she looked at me. "But she started it, I swear, she pushed me first" she quickly added.
"The bruises" Jess mumbled, I didn't even realize she was listening to our conversation. "Were yours?"
"Yeah yeah" Savannah said. "I didn't mean it okay, but she has been pushing my buttons for a long time"
"Because you flirt with Lando?"
"No" she frowned. "Okay maybe at first yes, she didn't like it"
"Obviously" Jess said as she leaned on the bar to listen better.
Savannah snapped her head to her. "Yeah obviously, but she asked me to flirt with him after a while, it was like she wanted him to make a mistake"
"But he didn't?"
"No, he was polite, kind, it probably made me fall even more for him" she said as she looked down. "But he never even thought about cheating on her"
I looked at Jess, who was looking back at me.
"Where does Chase live?" I looked at Jess. Savannah and her both looked at me with a frown.
Francesca lied about being abused, probably lied about being assaulted.
Wanted to blame Jordan but when we knew that Jordan was not guilty, she protected Chase through it all.
Why?
Because she liked Chase, because they were working together.
Fuck, she deceived me so badly.
