Cocky (WWBM)

Chapter 15

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Natalie's POV

"Girl, you are too lit for your own good." Norla tells me exasperatedly but I find myself giggling at her words.

I couldn't take anything seriously right now, not even her. Especially not when she looked like she has two heads and my vision is so blurry.

Pulling me out of the elevator, her grip tight on my arm to keep me standing upright, Norla leads me to my suite and rummages through my purse which is across my body. After searching for a while, she pulls out my keycard and puts it close to the door sensor. With a click, the green light goes off and it opens automatically but suddenly, I don't want to walk in.

Not like this, piss drunk, a bit high and haggard looking I'm sure. This is entirely out of my character and I find myself not wanting Terrence to see me this way.

Embarrassment causes my cheeks to tint slightly as I try to tug my arm out of Norla's grip to no avail.

She spares me a glance, her eyes confused. "What?"

"Let's go to your room instead, N. I'll sleep this off." I manage to say, my words a bit slurred.

I strongly regret drinking so much. When I had gone to the party, it was a small one filled with male strippers and I found that I didn't want to indulge in that for some reason. I know, strange. None of them interested me and to while away time as my friends had fun all around me, I drank, and I drank, and I drank, and soon I lost count of what number of drinks that I had.

Like I said, out of character for me.

My friends were having fun dancing on strippers and from what I saw, Camilla thoroughly enjoyed her night. They didn't notice the effects the many drinks I had consumed had on me until it was time to leave the penthouse suite and I could barely make it out of the room without assistance.

My head felt heavy on my shoulders and the hallway spun in my vision but I tried to stand up straight a bit.

Norla was about to reply when Terrence's masculine form appeared at the door. He took one look at me before turning to Norla with a small smile, "Thanks for bringing her back. I'll take care of her."

His last statement had my mind immediately going to a sexual place as a foolish smirk came to my face before I quickly wiped it off, my expression straight once again.

With a thankful sigh to be relieved of the task of taking care of me, Norla said, "Okay. Thank you, Terrence."

She handed me over to him before leaving and with a firm grip around my torso, Terrence closed the door behind us and brought me into the small living room of our suite.

Unable to make it to the room, I collapsed on the couch, my body feeling tired and weak and before I knew what was happening, sleep had taken me and my previous apprehension at being left with Terrence was the last thing on my mind.

Several hours later, I woke up with a throbbing headache. I felt like my head was being split into two by a sledgehammer and it wasn't fun at all. As I sat up slowly, I noticed that I was in the room, alone on the bed and under the duvet. The adjoining door leading to the balcony was open but I couldn't look out, the light so bright that I had to shield my eyes from it.

Before I knew what was happening, an overwhelming urge to vomit filled me and I rushed up from the bed and ran into the bathroom, carelessly pushing the door open. Thankfully it was empty so I quickly went to the toilet and let out everything I had eaten yesterday which wasn't much to begin with.