Beauty and The Beast

Chapter 2

After Mariah told me what happened, I called my friends who were present at the event to confirm the situation.

It turned out Drew saw me fall and pass out then he attacked Eric which resulted in a huge fight and now he's in jail.

Eric arrested Drew for physical assault. It was so easy for him to do that because of his money.

Luckily, my parents weren't aware of it and there isn't any injury on my head. I cringed at the thought of having to wear a band aid.

Here I am, leaning on my car standing outside the police station while waiting for Drew to come out.

I felt responsible for him being in jail so I sent my Italian chauffeur; Pablo, to bail him out.

In less than twenty minutes, Pablo walked out.

"Any luck?" I asked him.

"Yes. Apparently this is his seventh time in jail since the past three months so the cost was a little higher"

I don't care about the cost. Money is never a problem for me.

"Go on" I urged.

"He will have weekly meetings with his parole officer for six months and he is currently on probation"

As if on cue, Drew came out of the station.

"I don't get a thank you?" I asked him.

"Why should you?"

He brought out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it then put it in his mouth.

Drew offered some to Pablo which he took.

"Pablo!" I warned.

He shrugged "Might as well be doing something while you two talk".

He lit his cigar as well.

Drew walked past me like I didn't just bail him out of prison.

I will not be taken for granted. I wore my $1000 Manolo Blahnik heels to a prison yard all for him and this is what I get?

"Hey!" I called, following him.

"Go back to school, princess. You'll be late for class"

"Don't tell me what to do. You owe me a thank you"

"Nope"

"You are such an ungrateful piece of crap"

"You can insult me further"

"Why did you save me last night?"

He stopped and turned around to face me.

"I saw you arguing with that bitch"

"His name is Eric" I corrected.

"I saw you both arguing then you tripped. I rushed to come save you but he pushed me, telling me it was none of my business and that was how we fought. He attacked me first"

"All this happened when I was passed out on the floor?"

He laughed.

I didn't find it funny. My dress is designer and now, I have to get it dry cleaned again.

I can't believe I was on the floor for that long. I could have gotten a skin infection or worse.

Boys are so stupid.

"I took you home" he said "Then I got arrested"

"How did you take me home?"

I had to ask. I doubt he had a car