Rich Girl [Pedro Pascal]

9. Damn Javi

Eve was only upstairs for minutes. But for her it felt eternal. She came down with totally different outfit. The young rich girl, was now wearing a completely different outfit, she was wearing long tight light blue bootcut jeans with a tiny black button up sweater that only clasped in the middle.

Eve stomped outside into her pool yard with her gold silk dress and threw it into the fire pit. Grabbing the gasoline and pouring it all over the dress. Her friends watched her stomp back in and watched her frustratingly light up small joint. Eve walked back outside and took a few puffs and throwing the joint into the fire pit. Watching her gold dress go into flames. She left the heat lightly blow on her face before she sat down on a nearby chair and hug her knees.

"That dress was seventeen grand..." Mitch informes the boys. They looked at her blankly. "Every string in that dress had more than a flick of real gold. And she just burned it as if it where nothing."

Javier balled his hands in a fist. "Hijo de puta." He cussed out. Grabbing his jacket and walking out the door. "Hey! Javi! Where are you going?!"

"Out." He growled.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Will yelled, taking another sip of his black coffee before picking up Eve's and walking out to give the girl hers. He sat behind her, wrapping his arm around to hand it to her in her hands. Eve smiled to herself, "Thanks, William."

"Ofcourse." He kissed her temple and drank his coffee beside her as the watched the dress burn. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Will asked her. She sighed. "I feel stupid for what I did last night... I told him that he took advantage at the fact that I was intoxicated and he called me a whore." Eve laughed in disbelief. "Fucking asshole." She scoffed. "Why do I always like the assholes."

"You liked Javi for a while... he's not an asshole."

"Well, Javi is different. He's my childhood friend and my bodyguard... Whatever I felt for him is definitely gone."

"But you know Javi still has feelings for you right?"

"Will...no."

"Fine... But I think you should know that he left a couple of minutes ago looking pissed as hell."

"God damnit, William."

Eve got out of her chair and ran into her house quickly slipping on her slides before walking outside to her drive way. Javis pearly grey Mercedes was gone. She jogged back inside and ran around searching for her keys. "Mitch, please tell me that Javi did not take my keys." Mitch sipped her coffee. "Sorry babe... I'll call Jannie to clean up the mess."

Eve sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Thank you, Mitch."

"Will! Can you go search for Javi! I have a tracker on his car!"

"Yes ma'm!" The curly red head yelled from outside before running and swooped his keys.

"I'll send you his location." William nodded and walked out the door.

"Javis got the hots for you." Mitch informes Eve, as she began to dial Jannie. "Can we please not start this conversation, especially when i think I know where he's going."

"Where do you think he's going?"

"Probably trying to find The Mandalorian."

"Are you serious?" Mitch asked, putting down her coffee mug. Eve, nodded and walked away towards the stairs. "Wake me when Will find Javi." She took out her phone and sent Javis moving location.