Smoked Success

30.

"Christian Collins, and I know he's your ex." Andrew replies. "Tyler told me."

"I'd rather die than beg Christian to take you to a party." I snap, I'm never talking to that douche-bag ever again.

"Who said it'll only be me? This party occurs on the same week you'll be absent on, and I'm taking you as my date." Can I slap him?

"Why not take Taylor?" I ask him, furious. "I'm sorry but I have to." I grab a packet of cigarettes.

"Because the person throwing the party is your ex, and I thought you'd want to show him you're over him and that you're with someone that owns a company better than his." He says.

"Good point, but I'm still not calling him." I blow out smoke, trying to make it not pass by Andrew.

"Jessica, please." He begs. "You can force me to do whatever you want me to do with Taylor in exchange for this." Andrew has complained before that Taylor'd never show up when they had to do a project or such thing.

"Still not convincing, I'm glad you didn't take Sales as your major." I roll my eyes.

"Jessica, I'll get your brother a lung if you do this." I'm shocked.

"Are you serious?" I ask him, my eyes so wide.

"Yes, I promise, you get me the invitation, I get your brother a lung." He declares.

"Give me your phone." I sigh.

"Why not call him from yours?" He asks.

"Because I don't want to unblock him." I answer, taking his phone. And apparently Andrew has Christian's number, that's so weird. And here it is, ringing.

"Haddad, bro, how are you?" He answers, same old fucking Christian.

"This isn't Andrew, he's in the shower." I start, looking at Andrew who's so confused. "I'm his partner, Jessica Styles."

"Jessica you're dating that dude who doesn't give two shits about business?" Christian mocks, that's so fucking judgmental.

"Oh well, he at least cares about me and doesn't cheat on me. Anyway, that's not why I called." I state, blowing out smoke. Andrew seems so interested.

"What do you want? Another shot with me?" He's too confident what the fuck.

"No, hell no. So, Drew has told me about that party you threw without inviting him. He's sad about it and I don't like sad Drew." Yes, I just nicknamed Andrew, and it felt bad. "I want an invitation for him and I."

"And why would I do this for you?" He asks.

"Because not everyone trusts a boss who already murdered-" I start as he cuts me off.

"Fine, you're invited." He says, pissed. "Bye." I hand up.

"Done. We're invited." I smile at him.

"How did you date him? He's sometimes very obnoxious." Andrew rolls his eyes.

"Two years. And he cheated on me." I shrug. "See you in two weeks in New York?"

"Goodbye. Thank you so much." He hugs me.

So today, Tyler and his donor are going to get operated. Their blood groups and the sizes and everything has been checked on. The donor asked to be anonymous, I've got no clue why. I'm really grateful Andrew helped me, being rich does change everything.

Speaking of Andrew, he hasn't been present for a while now, he sometimes answers my texts, but that's it. He even skips classes sometimes, he says he's so busy with his father and all that shit. I asked him to come today, but I honestly don't know if he will.