Celia
I need to talk to her urgently. I was looking in her direction constantly to give her a hint that I don’t know what to tell them. And as if she already knew of my dilemma, she sent grandma to my room to check if everything is alright for me and Jeanne to take her medicines from her room.
“I know what you’re thinking.” she said as soon as I sighed with relief.
“Speak before they come again.”
“I told them, Harris was harassing you after someone spiked your drink. Christian, Ethan and Ross were hanging out and found you both in a corner. You were high and swinging. Christian beat the shit out of Harris and we took you to your apartment. He spent the night with you there while we returned and in the morning he returned too but told Bryan to take care of you. We told them the truth with some changes.”
“Thank you, you saved our ass. You’re a savior.” I got up and hugged her.
“No worries but I want to know the details of what actually happened. These are the tidbits Christian filled me in.” I nodded and promised her the details later. I admit telling her and Ethan was not that bad of a decision taken by Chris. I can rely on both of them.
“If you think you don’t know the answer to any of their questions, just say you were unconscious. Easy Peasy.” We both laughed and continued eating as a pregnant lady she eats every meal twice. We were talking about her pregnancy and her experience. Knowing more about this thing excites me more and I want to experience it more. Wait, do I want babies, hell no. (¬_¬”)
Jeanne brought me to her room. She wants to know everything about what happened last night and previously. She wants to have some time alone as we rarely had it now. If I hadn’t moved here with her, we wouldn’t have had this time together.
“So, tell me what happened at the party last night.”
“I don’t remember anything exactly. I was served champagne after which I felt my head spinning. I went towards the washroom to wash my face but before I could enter, he grabbed my hand and pulled into a corner. Soon, I fell unconscious and I don’t really remember what happened after that. I just heard a few shoutings and screamings. After that I woke up in my bed with Bryan outside guarding me.”
She was looking at me with a sorry face and hugged me. I needed it too much. It felt right hugging her and talking although I can’t share my feelings with her but it felt good. She gave me strict instructions to shift here as soon as possible and leave that filthy apartment.
I might not have had my memories with that apartment but it was the place that brought me and Chris together. He asked me to be his girlfriend there. We had our first time there. We spent nights in that apartment.
But I nodded my head and agreed with her as neither I want to live there anymore nor Chris will let me spend another night there. Jeanne just helped both of us, otherwise it would have been difficult to explain to everyone why I came here until I found another place. I need to find another place as I can’t live here all my life until I marry Chris. What the hell is happening to me? Why am I thinking of getting married and having babies now so frequently. I wished to get married and have babies but not so soon. Not until I was in New York, then why so suddenly. I shrugged off the feeling and laid down on bed in the opposite direction of Jeanne with my head beside hers.
“Victor is back for sometime. Greg is not ready to leave my side for even a second.”
“Victor is your high school boyfriend, right?”
“Yes but more like a summer high school boyfriend. As we were only together when he was back here for summers.” “You must have met him at the party last night, one of the reasons I didn’t attend the party.”
“Greg is afraid you might leave him for that Victor. Don’t mind but Victor is hotter than your blond boyfriend and quite charismatic too.”
“Don’t remind me of him. His looks were the first reason I dated him back then.”
“I think Greg is right, he shouldn’t let you alone. You will pounce on Victor the first moment you see him.”
“Why do you say that, you know I am loyal to Greg. I never had another guy beside him.”
“Well, you had other guys but not completely.”
“Don’t tell him that.” She hit my face with a pillow. I grabbed a pillow too from my side.
“You know that it hurts, right?”
“No, I don’t” As she chucked and got up to sit to defend.
“You know now.” I told her as I hit her with a pillow too. In her defence she tried hitting me. I hit a few more times and she hit back before we started hitting each other without looking aimlessly. We started a pillow and didn’t realise when Mary came to call us for lunch.
By the time she entered our room and stopped us, we both were out of breath with the fight. We were all covered in feathers with feathers all around the bed and the floor. Grandma followed Mary behind and was angry seeing the condition of the room.
“What did you do to this room? Are you two kids that you were pillow fighting with each other?” She had her hands on her hips and had that angry look on her face but it melted as soon as she saw both of us.
We both looked at each other and made our puppy faces to her. Mary was stunned and gasped at her sudden change in mood.
“Get ready you both girls and come down early. Your grandpa is waiting. Mary bring them soon. Till then I will make the arrangement for new pillows and get this room fixed.” We laughed as soon as she went out of sight. It was too fun being a college girl again with my best friend. We both laid back to catch our breaths when Mary shouted at us again she was doing before grandma came in.
“Lay down Mary, you’re pregnant don’t stress yourself too much.” I pulled her hand and she sat beside me. Jeanne shut her mouth, reminding her how she and Ethan once turned the whole house into a fairy land with feathers all around.
Ethan and Mary were left alone back when everyone was out to one place and another. They both started a fight and Mary hit Ethan with a pillow which soon turned into a pillow fight and after their pillows were bursted and all feathers were left they soon turned to other rooms and bursted their pillows. Soon no pillows were left in the house, not even cushions.
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