Chapter Seventeen

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       Evie at her mother's store
  
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"Front page really Evangeline." Her voice was raising by the second and if this was a cartoon steam would be shooting from her ears right now.

Lasts nights events didn't go unnoticed so I can understand as to why my mother is furious.

Looking to Melinda for comfort I see the disappointed look on her face.

I really did it this time.

My mom shoves the newspaper and magazines into my lap as I sit at her desk. 

We're currently in Soho at my mom's  store location. My hangover is not completely cured so with my moms yelling along with lecture I'm really feeling like I want to lay down and die.

Pictures of me stumbling out of the club with Alex trying to hold me up spatters across the pages.

"Let me call your father he was just as pissed off when he found out." My mother is fuming as she grabs the phone to call him.

This morning when I woke up and realized I was in Alex's apartment I wanted to freak out. Though when he explained the play by play of last nights events I flushed in horror knowing my family would find. Being out of your mind drunk on the front page of three magazines and newspapers is not the best look.

To say the least I'm more embarrassed and guilty than anyone.

With everyone saying that there was a fight between Asher and Alex over me along with people saying I have drinking problem.

"I'll fix it." I snap out of my thoughts refocusing on the task at hand. "I'll call the newspaper and magazines. They can't have a minor disoriented on the cover for public display."

See he found a solution. Nothing new but nothing good either.

Standing up from my chair I straighten my loosely fitted shirt and leave straight out the door without bothering to look behind me.

Though, when I reach the main level of the store I don't walk out right away. Maybe it's the natural born shopper in me but I stop and look around.

To be honest I've never actually taken the time to look at my mothers designs until this moment. I wonder why now. I guess there's a first time for everything.

My phone vibrates and I look down to see Alex's name flash across the screen.

"I'm coming over." He voice declares through the speaker.

"Is that so?" I knew he was but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction so easily. There was something about him that I could never say no. I always want more with him but with Alex I don't think there could ever be more with him. He has conquests not girlfriends and I will never be a conquest so I guess I'm just his friend.

"Yes, it is so you better be home before I get there." I can here the playfulness in his voice.

"Just watching movies nothing more." I state.

"Nothing less."Defiantly. Nothing less. Not now, not ever. "In regards to clothes." Rolling my eyes at the fact that he's probably smirking at his joke.

"Whatever I see you." Hanging up I here a throat being cleared.

Turning around and sliding my phone in the my jeans back pocket. Melinda's face is blank and I'm not exactly sure what she's thinking which is rare. Melinda wears her emotions like they're contacts. You can see right through her. You can tell if she's hurt, mad or happy but right now, nothing.

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