Rival Lovers (Completed)

Chapter 18

Wrenn's POV

Beverly: Wren, I'm so sorry for slapping you, I didn't mean it. So much was going through my mind that I needed something to take my anger out on. After you left my father found out that we were together and now I am moving to Francis's house at the moment. Please contact me. I need to make sure you're okay...

I sighed and threw my phone to the end of my bed and got up slowly.

"Where are you going?" I heard Justice ask me as I stood up.

She grabbed my hand but I instantly snatched it away.

"Don't," I warned her as I started to get dressed. Justice looked at my confused and sighed, "We haven't seen each other in months, and after hooking up you want nothing to do with me?" she asked annoyed.

"Yes. It was just sex Justice. You don't mean anything to me. We could have dated, but at the time you didn't want to be in a committed relationship with a gangster. That's your fault, so don't come crawling back to me just because you are lonely,"

"I am not lonely," she told me, but I didn't believe her.

"I'm not in the mood to deal with your shit, so leave," I told her before I left my bedroom and headed into my bathroom.

I turned my back to the mirror and saw that I had scratches all over my back. One bad thing about Justice is that she had long nails and usually digs them into my back.

She's not terrible in bed, but she's nothing compared to Beverly.

Beverly just has this thing about her that makes her feel so amazing.

"Go fuck yourself Wrennly!" I hear Justice yell before I heard my front door slam as well.

I rolled my eyes and stepped into my shower turning the hot water on.

I hated this, I wanted to be with Beverly.

Not just as a friend, but I really like her.

I've never felt like this before.

I know it's stupid saying that since I had sex with Justice, but I can't stop thinking about her.

After I left Beverly's, I called up Justice and she came by my place and we got drunk, and the entire time I was with her, I couldn't stop thinking about Beverly, even when she and I were having sex.

I couldn't do anything about it now. I was fucked. She was getting married to Francis, and she was going to be his soon.

I wanted to go up to him and kill him, make her mine. But she doesn't even know I like her. She only considers me as a friend.

I need to speak to her before she marries him, or I might lose her for good...

Beverly's POV

I don't really know how to explain Francis.

He was something else.

He could be kind and funny, but then the next second, he could be a complete asshole who only cares about the future of his empire.

"I'll be out for the rest of the night," Francis said as he pulled up his pants and got out of the bed.

"What should I do if I get hungry? Or if I need something?" I asked him.

"If you're hungry, go downstairs and tell the maids, they'll get you whatever you want. If you need something, ask a maid, once again they'll get you what you want," he said.

"Do you think 1 time would work?" I asked him really not wanting to get back into bed with him.

It's not like he's bad in bed, but I don't like having sex with people I don't like.

"We'll try again tomorrow before I leave, then once more on our honeymoon, but hopefully you should be pregnant by then,"

I nodded, "Is there anything I should do to increase the possibility of being pregnant?"

"Don't drink or anything like that,"

"Can I go home? Or can I visit people or invite them over?"

"This is your home now, and for friends, ask me first, don't call, text only," he said before walking out of the room.

I stood up from the bed and slipped on my clothes which were thrown onto the floor.

Before I could go into the bathroom, I heard my phone go off.

I grabbed it from the nightstand and looked and saw that I had a message from Meredith...

Meredith: Hey, sorry I didn't get to you earlier. Things have been pretty hectic. I've been going through a lot too, I heard about your engagement. Congrats, I guess. I know you don't want it, but maybe it could do some good. I told my mother about everything, like my abortion and being pregnant. She slapped me and told me that I had no right to do that. I don't really know what to do at the moment. I feel so fucking alone. I was wondering if I could come over and we could talk. Maybe it could do both of us some good?

Beverly: Sure, let me just ask Francis (my fiance) he told me to ask him whenever I'm wanting to have someone over or I'm going to leave to someone's house.

Meredith: Okay, get back to me when you know his answer.

Earlier, Francis put his phone number into my phone in case I had to call or better yet, text him.

Beverly: Hey, I know you just left, but can my friend Meredith come over? I really need to see her.

Francis: Fine, but she can't stay long. I have plans for us.

Beverly: Okay, thank you.

Plans? Wasn't he supposed to be leaving soon?

Beverly: he said you can come. but you can't stay long, we have plans, which I'm not really even sure what they are. but here's the address. 8939 Winterbrook Dr. Tell the guards that you're here to see me, also say your name and bring your ID.

1 Hour Later

"Where is he?" Meredith asked as she walked into the house.

I shrugged, "I'm not actually sure. He left after him and I had sex,"

Meredith's eyes widened. "You two had sex? You just met him!"

"I had to Mer, we are trying to get pregnant. He wants me pregnant before the wedding which is in like 3 fucking weeks,"

"Oh my god, you don't even want children though."

I nodded, "I have to do what I have to do though, I have no choice. I hate it here, I can't leave, I can't do anything. Wrennly hasn't contacted me either. He left me on read."

Meredith and I then entered mine and Francis's bedroom since we were now upstairs. As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Francis packing a suitcase.

"Oh, sorry Francis, my friend Meredith is here. We can go elsewhere," I said starting to back up out of the room, but Francis stopped me.

"No, it's fine, I'm about to finish anyway. Your friend can stay the night, I'm actually leaving in an hour, we'll have to cancel our plans," he told me.

I felt a sudden feeling of relief now knowing I didn't have to go out with Francis. He then grabbed his bag, and left the room, but not before he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and said "Behave,"