Chocolate

Negotiation

Charlie had swiped up a pair of baggy gray sweatpants and sat down on the couch next to Noelle. He leaned against the back of the leather couch, revealing his perfectly chiseled abs. Noelle couldn't deny that she had hit the looks jackpot with him. However, what she witnessed was beginning to change her view on him.

A few people lingered outside the bedroom door, causing suspicion to arise in Noelle. She walked in, her heels clicking against the polished floor. A big camera was positioned to face the bed. Noelle couldn't help from yelling, "What the hell!" when she saw her boyfriend lounged on the bed with another man going down on him. Charlie looked up, his expression turning horrid before Noelle stormed out.


"Well for one, I'm not gay," he started. "And I mean I can't lie. You already saw me. We were shooting porn."

Noelle swallowed thickly, repulsed.

"Why Charlie?!" her voice rose involuntarily. "And when did this start?"

"It started like a month ago," he propped his left ankle on his right knee, lounging. "My parents cut me off two months ago on my birthday and they wanted me to work for my fathers company, but I didn't want to. I really thought I had the house under control, but I realized I didn't and I almost had to give up the house and the only way to save myself was to work for my father or do something on my own-"

"So you chose to do porn?!"

"Noelle, understand me okay," he said. "It's not that bad, honestly. I'm getting paid to get sucked off and fuck random girls," he shrugged. Noelle could feel tears pricking at her eyes. She hadn't officially broken up with him so to hear him say that cut like a knife.

"I wanna move in," she choked back the tears and kept a brave face.

"What do you mean?" he cocked an eyebrow.

"I mean I want to move in and I'm going to. I can't stand my parents anymore and I can't stand anyone at school. I could use the money too," she nonchalantly played with her nails, a change from her freak out prior.

"You want to do porn?" he asked.

"Ew never. I mean you can give me some money or I'll tell everyone," danger poured off her plum colored lips.

"You can't move in unless you do it with me," he negotiated.

"Charlie I will tell everyone. I think I win," she stared at him expectantly.

"I could care less Noelle. Besides I don't think you'd do that being that you would be mortified to tell everyone your boyfriend went from sexy millionaire making his way to a broke pornstar," he laughed with not a care in the world and Noelle figured she ought to be more like him. "Don't worry baby, it seems scary but it's not," he slid over next to her, running his hand down the side of her face. She breathed in deeply, considering the offer.

"Okay," she finally spoke. "I'll do it."