It took about ten minutes to find Nicole.
She was flirting with a guy that I interrupted.
“Nic…” I patted her on the shoulder.
She turned around and looked at me.
Her eyes were red.
She was drunk.
“What do you want, Trash?” she said.
The guy who she was flirting with, smirked at me.
He had a pair of blue eyes with blond hair.
He was so cute but I glared at him anyway.
“Sorry, Ash…” she said with a grin.
“Oh God… Nic, please tell me that you can drive!!” I held her hand.
She frowned and then smiled.
“Of course you can’t… “ I said.
“Sorry…” she said.
I bit my lower lip in anger.
“It’s okay…” I said.
“What is it?” the blond guy asked with a cute adorable accent… Irish, I guess?
“I have to go home… like… right now!!” I said nervously.
“Why? Not having enough fun? ‘cause I have a couple of friends that…”
“No it’s my dad. “ I cut him off.
“Oh…then wait a sec.” he said and disappeared in the crowd.
“Why you have to go home?” Nic asked and hiccupped.
“I… George called and said that… my dad’s coming tonight.” I explained.
“Oh… sorry…” she said.
“It’s okay…” I said.
“Who wants a ride?”
I turned around and saw Alex and that blond guy standing behind us.
“Umm… me.” I said and raised my hand.
She chuckled and put her hand on my shoulder.
“Thanks.” I said to that guy.
He smiled.
“C’mon!” she said and walked me outside.
“So… Ashley, right?...”
I nodded.
“Where do you live?” she asked and got on one of the motorbikes.
“You’ve seen that mansion in…” I got cut off by her.
“You mean that big house?!” she said with goggling eyes.
“Umm… yeah?” I said, somehow annoyed by her questions as my dad could arrive in any minute.
“oh my god!!! You must be really…” she looked me up and down.
“Rich…” she finished her sentence.
“I am, now can you just drop me home, please?” I said pleadingly.
“Of course… yeah… wow…” she said and I climbed on the motorbike and she started the engine.
We were on the road in a few seconds.
“What was the name of that blond boy?” I asked her.
“Niall.” she replied.
she was riding so fast.
I was about to ask her to slow down a bit but I remembered that I was in hurry so I just kept my mouth shut.
“So… why did you have to leave the party so soon?” she asked.
“Because… family issues.” I replied.
“Oh…” she said.
My phone started to ring.
It was aunt Margaret.
“Hello?” I said.
“Where are you miss Colton?” she asked. I could clearly sense the worriness in her voice.
“I’m on my way… I’ll be there in ten minutes more or less.” I said.
“You dad has already come, miss Colton. Hurry.” She whispered the last word and hung up.
When we arrived, George was standing at the door, waiting for me.
I got off the motorbike.
“Thanks Alex.” I said to her.
“You’re very welcome!” she said with a smile and took a look at the house.
“See you around.” I said and waved at her and turned to face George.
“Mr Colton has…”
“I know!!” I snapped at him and entered the house, heading to my room.
He followed me.
“They were tired so they just…”
“Stop talking and leave me alone!!” I snapped at him and took off my shoes and ran to my room and slammed the door shut.
I threw my phone on the bed and took off my dress and covered my body with my navy blue blanket.
I liked the coldness of it.
Someone knocked the door.
“Who is it?” I said.
“it’s me, miss Colton.”
“Come in Margaret.” I said and lay down on my comfy bed.
She came in with a cup of coffee on a tray.
The aroma of fresh coffee filled the room.
“Miss Colton here’s your coffee.”
“Not too cold, not too hot?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Did you add milk?” I asked.
“Yes, miss Colton.” She said with a smile and put the tray on the bed.
“Thanks aunt Margaret. ” I said and took a sip of my coffee.
“Are you hungry?” she asked.
I shook my head and took another sip.
“Your father and his… new wife were tired so they … went to their room.”
I looked at her.
“Good to hear that!! I didn’t want to see that bitch tonight!!” I said.
“He was angry. He said that you weren’t home to welcome him and his wife.”
“wonderful, it wasn’t my first time thou… I’ll get through that… anyway… how does she look? Is she beautiful?” I asked and downed my coffee and put the cup on the tray.
“Not as beautiful as you mom, Ashley.”
She sighed and smiled at me again and took out the tray, closing the door behind her.
I took a glance at my bedside clock.
It was 8:36.
Too early to sleep…
Tomorrow morning…. I had to meet my stepmom.
Was she going to be friendly or just be a bitch like she already is?
I massaged my temples.
I was so nervous.
I wasn’t ready for this.
Not at all.
I got out of the bed and went to the bathroom and took a shower.
The water washed away the nervousness.
I brushed my teeth and combed my hair and put on my pajamas and tumbled into bed.
My ipod was under my pillow.
I turned it on and started listening to my favorite bedtime songs.
As I closed my eyes, the only thing that I could think about, was that stranger.
Did I know him?
Did he know me?
Who was he?

Notes

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