Beautiful Dirty Rich

Chitchat River High

Hey there lovlies! I'm back with a new update *yaay*

I know..it took me like forever to write a new chap..and it was very hard to write this..I don't know why..guess I just wasn't in the 'flow' :'D but I hope you like it anyways..I'm really sorry if I can't always update so regularily but school is just taking in my whole life and I don't have that much freetime..it's pissing me of tbh but what should I do..it's my final year and I must study for my finals..hope you don't mind that so much.

And I really wanted to say a huuuuuge thank you for all of you who are reading my story and voting for it! It always makes me sooooo unbeleavably happy <3

Soo, now I really hope you like the chapter :) leave me a comment and don't forget to vote if you liked it :))

Looove, xx

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It took me two whole fucking hours to finally climb up the steps of our front porch. I was beyond exhausted and sweating like a pig. My legs felt like two cement blocks. Sports have never been my strength.

I let out a long sigh while putting out my keys. Cool air hit me as I entered our hall. It was creepily silent in the house and I couldn’t suppress another sigh.

“Hello to you too” I called to no one in particular. My voice echoed through the whole mansion and I threw my keys on the dresser under the heavy, golden mirror that hang just next to the massive front door.

The cold marble floor cooled me down and I fought the urge to lay down sprawled out. Instead I went into the kitchen and poured me some ice-cold water with fresh mint leafs. Sipping on my glass I wandered around and finally stared out into our backyard. The turquoise pool was shimmering under the blazing sun, my hot pink swimming ring floating on the surface and the sandy marble around the pool was glittering. The palm trees swayed in the wind, looking like they were dancing to the music of the mild breeze. Pink and dark red flowers filled the little bushes, adding a vivid touch to the interacting of luscious greens. In the background I could see the blue ocean, kissing the shore with little, gentle waves. Everything was so still but yet so vibrant.

With the feeling of being completely left alone I set my glass down on the heavy dining table and made my way up to my room.

My room was everything I needed. It made me feel safe and secure, like it could protect me from all the bad things that waited outside, ready to attack me and break me down to tiny little pieces which could never be put together again. To be honest, I never felt as vulnerable as I felt the past month. Everything was getting to me so easily but at the same time I felt a peculiar numbness growing inside me. Only in my room I felt like nothing could ever happen to me. The light blue walls and the wooden parquet floor calmed me down. Sometimes, when I was really upset, I would just lay on the floor- my head on my little white fur carpet- stare at the white ceiling with the beautiful stucco and let my hand trace along the wood. It just made me calm.

Today I just drew back the designer drapes on my ceiling-high windows and let the daylight fill my room. Then I laid back on my king size bed and stared at the ceiling.

Without noticing my thoughts were whirling around the events of yesterday. I couldn’t remember much. To be honest, I remembered nothing. I knew that I’ve been starting to drink a bit beer. I remembered talking to some of the guys. I think there were some girls too but I’m not quite sure. After some beer I guess I started with some vodka-redbull and then my memory didn’t play along. Shit. I must have been drinking a lot. Like a lot lot. Like a lot lot lot. Shit.

My phoned buzzed and I put it out of my purse. Unlocking my iPhone I opened the text message.

WTF you went home with Finn Warren?? Fill me in with details, darling! xx Nats