Beautiful People: What lies beneath

Chapter 4: The heat of drama

Julian here, if you read chapter 3 before I published this, please go back because I changed up the plot, sorry for that. If you haven't then carry on

Maxwell woke up feeling so exhausted the next morning. He couldn't remember anything from the night before. Neither could he even remember when he went to bed. Each time he tried his head  kept erupting into sharp sporadic headaches.

He forced himself out of bed and refreshed. Then he  got ready for the day before opening his room to see Sharon. He gave her a sombre look from which she guessed that he wasn't fine. After forcing himself to talk to her for around two minutes he set out.

It took him less than twenty minutes to reach Patrick's house.

"Your head still hurts?" Asked Patrick soon as Maxwell got into his room.

"Yeah, whenever I try to remember last night it does,"

"I told you not to stick around, after seeing Cheryl, I knew something would happen, I saw her smiling the whole time,"

"All I remember was I," he first broke off to rub his forehead," I brought drinks for me and Ashley, then, um, Cheryl. She took my drink by accident, then put it back and took hers."

"So you started seeing things before or after the drink,"

"I did drink some of it,  like half way the cup, I was still talking to Ashley but I couldn't see her. Okay,  I could see her but it wasn't her  my eyes were seeing. I think I hallucinated a bit."

"Not a bit, you did think the grass was a swimming pool, then you stood up and almost climbed a tree,"

"Oh my God," he said weakly, his head was still throbbing.

"Yeah I think Cheryl drugged you, like added something to your drink,"

Maxwell just looked at him, trying in vain to gather energy to speak.

"So", Patrick continued, "I got these pills, my cousin uses them all the time,  you should feel better in an hour,"

"Exactly how drunk does your cousin usually get?"

"Sometimes she can't even see past her nose,  but that's after only twelve bottles,"

"Twelve?"

"I'm joking she just once went binge drinking and ended up so stoned,"

Meanwhile,  Natasha was miles away in Nairobi getting her make up ready for a photo shoot.

"Hey Natasha," said a familiar voice she loathed so much.

"What do you want, Liana?" She turned to give Liana a spurious smile, though deep down they both wished they could kill each other. Just imagining it in her head made her smile harder.

"Just checking to ask why you took the spot next to Todd at last night's movie. You know we just started dating and I hate when he associates with trash like you. I even wonder why they considered...."

She kept going on about how she thought Natasha was a waste of space on their team as Natasha glared on. An evil thought spread through her head as she looked at Liana's glass of wine. She gave in to it.

Natasha pulled the glass out of her hands and spilled it on her dress. Liana shrieked. She hated getting wet if she wasn't in a bikini.  Then the former grabbed her by the hair and slammed her down to the floor. It felt so good to see her suffer, she then jumped onto her and the violence skyrocketed as Liana squirmed, crying for help.

Natasha haphazardly snapped out of it. She was just day dreaming. It was a sweet dream though. Liana hadn't even  said why she came to disturb her.

"Get your lazy ass downstairs everyone's almost ready and keep your paws to yourself, I saw you with Todd yesterday. Don't get any ideas!" She then turned and went on her way. Natasha followed shortly after, not uttering a word but just wishing her day dream came true.

The photo shoot took almost two hours and her neck felt cranky when it ended.  She didn't like the neck pains but she did love a good photo shoot. And they had the spa all to themselves after this. She was heading there with her friends when Todd walked up to her.

"Hey," his voice was so deep that just coughing was enough to turn her on.

"Hey, Todd, your girlfriend was just looking for you," she said trying as hard as possible not to smile. Which was almost impossible because Todd was flaming. Obviously a six pack was cliché to all male models but Todd was so well chiseled. It was so tempting to touch.

"Its okay I'll catch up to her later, I just wanna show you something," he led her away from where they were.

"Todd,"she said pushing away from him. She just had to touch his chest."This is nice and all but I really wanna go to spa and my nails are starting to freak me out,"

He whispered something in her ears. She smiled and followed him.

Later that day, Natasha was at the spa relaxing with a friend of hers.

"Oh my God, Natasha, don't look but I just saw Liana staring at you, she looks really pissed what did you do?"  She said giggling.

"It was nothing really. Just had a short walk with Todd then I came here,"

Her friend looked at her, asking with her eyes for all the details. Natasha also wanted to tell her so badly, she couldn't resist doing so.

"Okay, he got me after the photo shoot and asked me to escort him,"

"To where?" Her friend was getting excited.

" I didn't want to go but he said he wanted to make Liana jealous. That's why I followed him,"

"I smell drama,"

"After the walk we took some selfies. I looked so good in the sun. Then he almost kissed me,"

Her friend was just speechless. This was too juicy for her to interrupt.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't kiss him, I know Todd, once you get too attached to him he acts like he typically owns you,"

Natasha then looked at Liana and waved at her, smiling her hardest.

Liana walked up to her.

"Natasha," everyone's eyes turned to them,
" I donno what Todd wants from such a trash bag like you, but you are so getting what's coming for you,"
she pointed at her and stomped out of the spa. Then whispers filled the room as rumours spread around like a wild fire.

Hey, it's me again, I was so lazy writing this but I hope you like where this is going.
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