A Poisoned Mind

Chapter fifty four

Aston’s POV:

I woke up the next morning, with a slight grunt. I found my arm looped over Diana’s waist, both of us still naked from last night, but as I had grunted I made her stir and wake up “hello,” I whispered to her as I kissed her cheek, while she stretched and smiled “hey,” she said softly back, as she turned over and snuggled in to my chest, as we both started to fall slightly back to sleep. As Diana had gone off in to a light sleep, I grabbed my phone from behind me, without disturbing Diana, and started to text (Your name) [Hope you had fun with your lad last night A] I texted her, with no kisses... She didn’t deserve them! But while I smirked to myself I soon got a text back, I opened it with a smirk on my face, but then it wiped off [What? (The first letter of your name)] She replied, but I tittered daringly [don’t deny it, you went home with your lad last night A] [what lad? What... Matt? The twenty two year old man... He dropped me off home, by paying my taxi fair, and then he went home himself (The first letter of your name)] She was playing with me wasn’t she? Wasn’t she?! As soon as I got that text, I started to panic, my heart racing in my chest, my head spinning making me feel sick... I just slept with someone who I HARDLY know, because I was angry over nothing... She didn’t go back home with him?! She must have done [Are you having me on? A] I asked her [No! Why would I sleep with someone that I hardly know, and just met them like an hour ago?! That’s pathetic! (The first letter of your name)] Oh shit! What have I done? I didn’t reply back though, I was too shit scared to! I allowed my phone to slip out of my hand to fall a two centimetre drop on to the mattress beneath it, as I watched it; I was blank, feeling so stupid and guilty!

Glancing at Diana underneath me, she was still fast asleep! I felt so sick with what I had done, and the funny thing is! I’m not doing anything! I’m just lying here, with a girl I HARDLY know, and I had sex with her the night before... I had to do something, so I started to make an excuse. “Babe... Err... Diana...” I can’t believe I just called her babe! But I was shaking her awake gently, which was working “mm,” she groaned as she started to wake back up again “Diana, sorry that I have to wake you up... Err... I gotta rush to the studio, I just realized the time,” “what is the time?” She asked, as she yawned “eleven thirty,” I lied, the actual time was nine thirty, I just wanted her out of here and I needed to chat with the lads! “Oh shit I gotta run, gonna be meeting my sister at like... Twelve,” she panicked as she jumped out of bed, and desperately, put all her clothes back on, but I was thinking “YES SHE’S GOING, AND GOING QUICK!” Before I knew it, she had run out of my bedroom and out of my house! Thank God, she was gone!

Jumping out of bed, I picked up all my clothes from last night and dumped them in to my wash basket, and quickly jumped in to the shower and doing what I had to do.

After having a shower, I had more or less drowned myself in aftershave... I really needed to cover up her smell, if it was lingered on to me! I quickly changed in to some new and fresh clothing, before making a dash down the stairs, grabbing my car keys along the way. I soon jumped in to my car and started driving down the road, although while I was half way to the studio, I had to stop at traffic lights, I happened to look to my left to see a magazine stall, and there on the magazine of ‘Closer’ had a picture of me and Diana, and some other girl... They hadn’t caught me had they?! If they had, (Your name) better not find out! As the lights turned green, I pulled around the corner and parked my car on the side street, before jumping out and running up to the magazine stall, a few people (including the magazine stall owner) gasped at my sudden appearance, but I grabbed the magazine, and through a pound on to the stall before running off and back in to my car, before driving my way round to the studios as fast as I could, the magazine on the front passenger seat, staring up at me with its evil eyes.

“And you have just got caught?” JB asked me “well yeah! It’s the magazine... The public knows, means she is gonna find out and if she finds out... I’m screwed! I can’t fuck this up; I have to NOT allow her to see this...” “But what if she already has?” Marvin asked “then I’m fucked, but I better stay out of her way! I told and asked if she was still single for me, if she finds out... I’m dead!” I exclaimed “so what you gonna do?” Oritsé asked “well... I’m gonna go round every supermarket, magazine stall, sweet shops and all that, that sell this magazine and take them all and burn them in my yard,” I sighed before moving out the studio room...

Marvin’s POV:

If (Your name) has found out about what Aston has been doing, I wouldn’t be surprised if she shaved his head off with a spoon! In a way he bloody hell deserved it! Yes, us boys knew what he was doing! After Aston had left, it seemed like five minutes later (Your name) came walking in, but JB was too engrossed with the magazine “has anyone seen Aston?” She asked, making JB throw the magazine under the desk – that thankfully it had a back to it – so that he could hide it “err... He just left,” Oritsé answered “what was that?” (Your name) asked, with a slight laugh in her voice, as she came round the desk and stood in front of JB, but he was blocking her way “oh err... Nothing,” he smiled unnaturally “well, can I see it?” She asked cutely “err... Why?” I asked “well, I wanna know why you’re hiding it from me,” she said getting slightly upset, but we were trying our hardest not to let her see it! “It’s err...” “Why can’t I see it?” She asked still slightly upset “it’s not your sort of thing...” “I don’t care I wanna see it, you’ve made me interested now in why you are hiding it from me!” She exclaimed, now she was getting a little angrier, “but (Your name), it’s not what you want to see...” Oritsé started, but couldn’t finish it “I WANT TO SEE IT, I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU ARE HIDING IT FROM ME,” she suddenly screamed at us, as we all sat there silent “GIVE IT TO ME,” she screamed again, as JB slowly went under the table and retrieved the magazine, and passed it to her “thank you,” she snapped, while she snatched it out of his hand, and walked a few steps away from us... All we had to do was wait for when she turns around, from what she has seen on page 57...