The Playboy's Game

Chapter 9-That is why I hate boys

Chapter 9

Charlotte's POV

I rested my head against the wall of the hotel and slid my back down until my butt hit the thinly carpeted floor. I placed a finger on my puffy lips, still throbbing from the hungry kisses Nate gave me seconds before. You can't do this again, Charlotte. Not like last time. I groaned and held my head in my hands, shutting my eyes tight to block out the memories that were already making their way to the front of my mind. 

Flashback

"Happy birthday, Jake." I said coyly, a smile tugging on my lips. I slowly slid off my silky robe and let it pool at my hips before it dropped to the ground. Jake, my boyfriend for almost a year, gave me a wide smile and came over to place a kiss on my lips. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled off his thin t-shirt and covered myself with his bare chest. The nerves in my stomach were jumping around everywhere but my mind was surprisingly calm. He carefully laid me down onto the bed and placed a trail of kisses down my neck. Before long, there was nothing separating us and he pressed his self inside me and I felt the tear inside my body. He groaned and whispered in my ear, "God, Carrie." It took a second, but once I realized the faux pas, my heart lurched and dropped in my stomach. I pushed him off me, grabbing a blanket to cover myself in.

"Carrie? As in Carrie Braley?" I almost shrieked.

"Char, wait, it was a slip of the tongue. I don't even know why I said it, honestly!" Jake said, fumbling with his words.

"Get out." I said in a cool voice.

"Charlotte, let me explain-" Jake said, beginning to panic.

"Get the fuck out of my house. We're done." I said, grabbing his pants and throwing them at him. As they flew threw the air, something from the back pocket freed itself and drifted to the floor. I didn't even need to get a closer look to know what it was. I laughed, bitterly, and shook my head. "How long." I said quietly, my eyes looking at the floor.

"Charlotte-" Jake begun.

"How long." I said louder, looking up at him. I could feel my eyes piercing his own.

"Two months." He said quietly, giving up.

"Fuck you both. I hope you're happy together and it was worth losing our relationship for."  

End of Flashback

Without realizing it, tears had formed in my eyes and one had broke loose, slipping down my face and forming a spot on the dress still clinging to my body. I kicked off my shoes and held them in my hand, getting up off the ground and padding barefoot down the carpeted hall. I glanced up at the ceiling, hoping gravity would take pity on me and not let anymore tears fall. I shouldn't have even let myself think about stupid Jake and how he couldn't wait for me to be ready. And that is why I hate boys. 

Nate's POV

I grabbed my head and groaned, realizing that Charlotte was not the type of girl I could use my tricks on. She was different. She didn't fall for me like all the others had, and it was pissing me off. I had never dealt with a girl like her, and I could scheme and lie to get her in bed with me. I heard my phone buzz and I snatched it up, praying it was a text from Charlotte. No, of course not, just Sam. 

Sam: Has the deed been done?

Nate: That ship has sailed (4 tonite). She ran out on me after i kissed her. 

Sam: LOL dude thats got to hurt. pure rejection rite there

I squeezed my phone in anger and flopped on the bed and let out a groan. I had seriously screwed things up. There was no doubt that she was running off to Pretty Boy Troy as we all called him, and her vulnerability would only work to his benefit. But right now, there was nothing I could do to stop him. 

A second later, I could hear banging against the wall, and my heart leaped into my throat at the sudden sound. A prickle of embarrassment shot through me for getting so scared. Thank god nobody was there to witness that, I thought. I sat up at put my ear against the wall, trying to distinguish what the sound was. I could hear people talking, but the walls were too thick for me to hear what was going on. Something hit the wall again and it sounded wooden. I heard voices again, and this time I could understand them. 

"Oh god, Sam!" A faint voice sounded, penetrating through the wall. 

It took a second, but my brain quickly processed what was going on and I almost screamed myself. 

"Shit shit shit, ew ew ew ew ewwww," I moaned, squeezing my eyes tight and covering my poor ears with my hands. I had to swallow hard not to throw up at the thought of the things my best friend was doing to his date right now. I might be a guy, but no man wants to visualize his best friend naked and doing it. I threw on a jacket, pretending to be temporarily deaf, and grabbed my phone before quickly hurrying out the door and into the elevator down the hall. 

Charlotte was nowhere in sight, making my theory of her going to Troy all the more plausible. I felt protective over her, so would it really be that creepy if I went to go see where she was just to make sure she was safe? No....of course not...right? 

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