Chapter 11

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BPOV

It's been a week since opening night, and I haven't heard from Edward, Although I have received bunches of flowers everyday with stupid cards attached to them, I'm assuming there from him.

Good morning angel...E

I'll be seeing you very soon beautiful...E

Hope you had a fucktastic day...E

And so on, but the one that got me was the note the little fucker left in my office, I didn't find it until a few days later, and I wont admit it to anyone the prick made me smile, although I told him not to touch anything, he went and did it anyway, I mean how rude!

Angel

I know you told me not to touch your shit, this is me saying fuck you and fuck that.

Just wanted to say thanks for your help, now I wont say to your face cos I don't do that shit, but if your right then this is your thanks in advance.

I think you looked beautiful today, and I would really like to take you out and not just to get laid, although that would be nice, I would actually like to get to know your ass. I'll leave my number , Give me a call and we can set up a time, If not I will kill you with kindness.

E

So as you can imagine I didn't call, now my house and bar is starting to look like a fucking flower shop. So right at this moment I have 7 bunches of flowers sitting in my back seat of my car as I make my way to the cemetery, someone else probably needs em right?. As I drive through the gates I try to look for the ones that look like they don't many visitors, I stop and take out the first bunch. As I lay them down I take out my phone and snap a pic and sen it to the lil fucker.

I hate flowers stop sending them...they found a better home.

Ha..have that!

As I made my way to drop the rest off, I think about Alice, she went on the date with the blonde dude who's name by the way is Jasper, why the fuck would his parents call him that. poor kid. I've had to listen all week about how fantastic he is and how he's such a gentleman ...to be honest I think he's just being that way to get a fuck, I told her the same and she actually agreed with me, I sat there gob-smacked for a second then she told me she wasn't putting out, I found that shit funny, But I give him that, he's been coming back. I've hardly seen her this week.

Mind you we have of had a little spat because what Edward does for a living, and I might have told not so nicely that, if she opened her fucking eyes she would see that her precious Jazz was there with my green-eyed god and they probably did the same fucking thing. She had no fucking argument for that and took the fuck off. Just as I was getting in my car my phone beeped in my pocket. I sat down in the front set and put the heat on, It's fucking cold out there today, and pulled out my phone to see a txt from a number I don't know.

That's not nice angel, YOU WILL GIVE IN, it's only a matter of time...E

I gave a very un-lady like snort and chuckled to myself.

You wish fucker!, Give up already ain't gonna happen...B

Not likely sweetheart, I ALWAYS get what I want and that just happens to be you...E

NEVER!...B

One date and I'll leave you alone?...E

I didn't bother replying and chucked my phone in the front seat, I could only imagine what he wanted to do on that 'just one date'. I'm not setting foot in a big expensive place so he can flash how much money he has, I'm not impressed by that shit at all, I will not be one of his sluts ...simple as that. And he need's to stop sending me shit, I'm getting myself worked over nothing, I bet if I was to fuck him next week I wouldn't from him again, maybe its worth it, I bet he knows what he's doing in that department, I can just imagine all the birds that throw them selves at him, and I bet he didn't turn them down either. And there I go getting jealous again...Jesus Christ why can't I just forget about him.

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