~chloe~"Why did you invite me?" Someone asked as they stepped into the room. It was Pam, my co-worker and best friend.
"Because i need your help to find about this bitch" i snarled."Who?" Pam's eyes widened from my choice of words.
"Maria petrova" i even felt sick mentioning her name.~flashback~
"Sir" i nodded.
He just ignored me and stared at her lovingly. That bitch who snatched him away.
"We should be going" Elijah stated.NO
The only reason i came here was to spend time with him, but apparently the meeting was 'men only'. As much as i tried i was turned away. And thats how i got in this situation. Stuck with... Maria.
Ugh
Just when i felt hopeless, her purse caught my eye. I quickly slipped it behind me out of sight.
"Goodbye!" I called as they left, a fake smile plastered on my face.
But it seems my plan may of been falling into place after all...
~end of flashback~
"Mr volcov's girlfriend? She seems so nice?!" Pam argued.
"Well she's not, she stole him from me" I snapped back. I was filled with jealousy and I hated when I couldn't have what I wanted. He was rightfully mine, he should love ME. "I stole her purse, i want to see what SHE'S got that I haven't"
"YOU STOLE IT!? YOU'RE GONNA GET KILLED" she yelled, running a hand through her as she began to pace back and forth.
"He would never hurt me" i muttered.
She let a small sigh "we've been over this. you should find someone who really loves you, and not waste your time on elijah" she sighed.
"But he's my soulmate" i whispered. Tears began to flood my eyes.
"Oh sweetie" Pam cooed engulfing me in a hug as i poured my heart out to her.The curtains were open when I awoke, allowing the sun to blind me with it's light. I clutched my forehead when i felt a sudden pounding. I couldn't remember a lot, or how I got here. All i knew was I didn't feel right...
"Oh god" I mumbled. I jumped up out of bed and to the bathroom, puking into the toilet.
Suddenly I felt someone pin my hair back. I turned around, it as Elijah. He smiled at me and rubbed my back gently.
"You ok?" He cooed. I shook my head making him frown.
"How bad was i?" I asked, my voice hoarse."Well, you drank about 15 shots with chloe, Emile told me"
I sighed, standing up from my knees and turning away to the bedroom.
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Romance"I am a guilty man, because I fell for the one who held my biggest desires" ... he began making his way down to my jeans. One by one he unhooked each button, pulling the trousers down to my knees. "No underwear?" He raised his eyebrow at me, an ev...