LUXURE

24. ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY

SCARLETT'S POV

I woke up to sunlight shining on my face. I groaned and rolled onto my side, pulling the thick comforter blanket up and over my head. 

Wait. I don't remember going to bed last night? My eyes shot open as I looked around me.  I felt a wave of relief when I realized I was at Giovanni's apartment in his extremely comfortable king sized bed. I laid back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling.

I don't remember making my way back to his apartment? How did I get here? I furrowed my brow.

I sat up in the bed only to hit by a wall of pain in my head. 

"Ow, fuck." I said as I clenched my eyes shut and held my head. I mean, I know I got drunk last night. Well, now that I think about it, I don't even remember last night. My head was hurting, but it didn't feel like a hangover. I tried to really think hard about last night but I had a time gap from when I went out to waking up. 

I sat there confused when the bedroom door opened and Giovanni strolled in. I looked up with my brows furrowed and he noticed I was awake.

"Well, good morning." He said a little coldly as he went straight to his closet.

"Hi." My voice was weak and quiet. I looked down and realized I was wearing one of his shirts, which I really don't remember changing into. He watched me as I looked down with a confused face.

"You feeling okay?" He asked as he changed into a different shirt. I swallowed as I watched him change out of the corner of my eye. 

"I feel weird." That wasn't a lie, I didn't feel hungover, but I felt bad. 

"Figured you would. Listen, meet me in my office, I want to talk with you." He said without making eye contact. Why do I feel like I'm in deep shit right now? What happened? He left the room and closed the door behind him. I got up and changed into some of the clothes I brought from my apartment. I stopped what I was doing and flinched when realization hit me. Mom was gone. We were at Giovanni's apartment because she was gone forever. I felt my heart throb painfully at the memory of her lifeless body and I let out a small whimper before buttoning the jeans I had slid on. I pulled on a dark red tank top before I headed out of the bedroom and down the hall to his office. I lightly knocked on the door before letting myself into the room.

Giovanni was sitting on one of the couches next to his desk and looking out the window. He was holding a cup of coffee and on the coffee table in front of him was a glass of water and 2 pills. I tilted my head slightly.

"To help with the headache." He said motioning to the pills. I nodded and sat down on the couch in front of him. I took the water and pills and downed them wishing for instant relief. 

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked me as he took a sip of his coffee. I couldn't read his expression.

"Um." I bit my lower lip and tried to think really hard about everything that happened yesterday. The events of the whole day hitting me like a tidal wave. I suddenly felt really light headed and leaned over to hold my head in my hands.

"I just remember going out... but I can't seem to remember anything but walking into the club." His expression was still unreadable. 

"Scarlett, you were roofied last night." He looked angry and his jaw clenched. 

"I was what?" My voice cracked. No wonder I don't remember anything. I suddenly felt even more light headed and a wave of nausea hit me.

"You weren't picking up your phone and it got late so we went looking for you. I was shocked to find you at my own club, sitting in a booth, with some man feeling you and kissing your neck while you were slumped and unconscious." He looked really angry.