Chapter 6

Elijah was worried, he hadn't heard from her since Saturday. Had something happened? He was in his office going over the piece of paper for the third time, he couldn't concentrate. He didn't know how it happened but he really cared about her. He was going to pick her up from school later today. Knocking on his door made him pull away from his thoughts. "Come in!" He called and straightened his poster.

Elena, one of his employees walked in, her heels clicking against the floor he tried to hold in his groan. She was trying to hard. He didn't understand because they had already slept together. A night which he would regret for the rest of his life. He had thought it would make her lay off his back but no, it's as if she had pierced her claws into his back and was obsessed with him.

"Mr. Maddox." He couldn't help but notice the way she spoke in a low voice, he stared at her as she closed his office door before turning the lock. He rolled his eyes as he quickly shut his shirt buttons he had undone. He watched as she turned around a seductive smile on her face.

"I've been waiting for round two, way too long." The beautiful woman whispered her voice low and sexy, she wanted the man. Maybe it had to do with the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about how good he had made her feel that night or the fact that she was just horny but she will not stop until she got what she wanted. And she always got what she wanted.

Three streets down away from where Elijah worked, Charlotte and Amara had completely forgotten about their lives back at home, they were enjoying each others company and making fun of people way too much. They walked down the busy street that was filled with different kinds of shops. Although Charlotte was having the time of her life, she just couldn't shake her thoughts away.

Was it really that bad, that her parents were leaving? She was surprised by her reaction, to be quite honest. This is what she's always dreamed of. "Amara, there's something I need to tell you, can we go sit somewhere and have a drink?" She spoke cutting her friends words in half. Amara paused in surprise not being able to reply for a few seconds.

She cleared her throat and looked at her as she nodded. "Sure." Charlotte was nervous, she didn't know why. There was nothing for her friend to say, she just wanted to let her know. But then she remembered she also would have to tell her where she was going to live. And that was what she was most nervous about.

They walked for a few more minutes as Amara resumed her story, Charlotte tried to listen for the most part but she was easily distracted by the shops, there were things she just found weird. And shopping was one of it, she detested shopping. She had tried once but it was impossible and she didn't know how or why, but the hours passed way to quickly whenever she'd shop.

So, that's why whenever she needed something she would first try online shopping, if she didn't find anything she liked on there. She would go to her favourite shops: Zara, Don't call me Jennifer and sometimes she'd visited Primark just for fun. She wished she had money to visit the expensive shops but this was her life, there's was nothing she could do. She tried to get jobs but it was just too hard.

As if on reflex Charlotte grabbed her friends arm and looked both ways before they crossed the street. Amara had a habit of crossing without looking, she would not be surprised if one day she got a call from her friend saying she was in the hospital because of this. Just the thought of it caused her to chuckle making her friend pause and look at her. "What?" She smiled as they walked towards the Starbucks that stood just a few feet away from them.

The two girls couldn't help but instantly feel intimidated as they stared around the coffee shop, almost everyone was dressed in suits and fancy clothes. Amara's choice of clothes was not bad, but Charlotte on the other hand. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed, she had a pair of worn out trainings and a white shirt on. She truly looked like a tom boy. She moved closer towards her friend as they made their way to the counter to give their order.

"Good morning." The beautiful burnet behind the desk politely smiled at them as she tapped a few times on the screen, Amara was the first to answer since she usually came here. "I'll have a Pumpkin Spice Latte, please." She spoke as she fisted her wallet from her bag. Charlotte had never drunk Starbucks coffee she thought the price was way to fucking high, but for this one time she was okay with it. But right now she was confused out of her mind, did it mean that there was pumpkin in the coffee?

She winced when her friend elbowed her, she looked up and saw the girl patiently waiting for her order, her ears started heating up and she was glad her hair were covering them. "Umm...I'll have a Caffe Latte." She spoke and pulled her phone out of her pocket, removing the 10€ billet and handing it to the girl.

She frowned when she only got 3€ back. Wow, those prices are exaggerating. She couldn't help but feel bad, she wanted to ask her money back. But then she realised she was being a cheap person, so she simply smiled and told the girl her name before both turned around and searched for a place.

"Dude, did you see the prices?" She couldn't help but whisper to her friend. Amara chuckled, and nodded agreeing with her friend.

"I know right." She replied as they walked towards the two chairs that were available near the window. They sat down, but both felt awkward since now almost everyone could see them. Charlotte felt like everyone had their eyes on her, and she was trying her hardest to ignore her panic. So, she tried to distract herself by starting to tell her friend what was happening in her life.

"Okay, there's something I need to tell you. But you can't talk until I finish. And I don't want you to judge me." She warned her friend who only smiled and nodded. "Promise?" She questioned.

"Yes, I promise." Amara replied and leaned closer into her friend to hear her clearer. Her friend was a soft talker, and sometimes it annoyed her but that's just how her oldest friend was and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Okay, so I don't how this happened, but my parents are moving back home." There! She said it, she couldn't help but feel like a weight was lifted off her shoulders, she just wanted to accept it to tell someone so she knew this was really happening. Then came the sadness, which she couldn't explain. She felt like she was about to cry. She pulled her phone out and unlocked it and tried to distract herself. This was a bad idea.

She bite on her lip and took deep breaths as she pushed the tears away. She couldn't help but feel like this was her fault. They were leaving her here so she'd have a life, and she still felt guilty. She couldn't explain it but then there was a part of her that felt like they were abandoning her. They were leaving her here all alone. With some stranger.

She bend her head down, her hair shielding her face as a few tears escaped her eyes. "I'm so sorry, I don't know why I'm crying." She couldn't help but apologise. She felt her friend lean in closer before she felt a hand land on top of hers.

"Hey, it's okay to cry." Amara reassured, sure this wasn't the place to cry but she was glad Charlotte was letting herself feel, her friend was known to keep her feelings inside. She wasn't any better, but she did have her crying days. She tightened her hand as she heard Charlotte take in a deep breath. A few seconds passed, and the silent was almost comforting. They didn't need to talk to know that they would always be by each other's side.

The waitress came by their table placing their drinks on it making them pull apart, she weirdly looked at them before smiling. "Thank you." Amara spoke and sighed when the waitress walked away.

"Do you have a tissue?" Charlotte spoke making her friend nod even though she couldn't see her. She was handed a tissued and with it wiped her tears before blowing her nose into it. She took a deep breath and looked up. "Are my eyes red?" She questioned Amara who chuckled in reply.

"A little." Amara replied, and grabbed her coffee before sipping on it. Charlotte rolled her eyes in annoyance, before she started fanning them. "You know that's not going to help right?" She couldn't help the amusement.

"Yes, I know." Charlotte groaned and looked around hoping no one had seen, and luckily for her no one paid attention to the two weird girls. But she couldn't help but feel like everyone knew. She was anxious.

"Okay, now are you good to tell me the rest of the story?" Amara wanted to know more, was her friend leaving her?

"Okay, just give me a second." Charlotte winced and grabbed her coffee. She started telling her friend the rest of the story occasionally sipping on her coffee.

"And so yeah, I'm going to be living here all alone with some stranger." She finished; Amara was surprised to say the least. She knew Charlotte's parents; it was weird that they had trusted someone.

"I don't know what to say, I'm shocked." She told her friend, Charlotte shrugged and stared out of the window at the passing cars and the people that were walking beside the shop.

Charlotte was in need of glasses, she knew that. She was just lazy to make an appointment, but whenever the headaches would come she'd curse herself out. And right now it wasn't any different, she knew the person that was walking towards the doors of the Starbucks was familiar she didn't know how but she just did. She squinted her eyes and stared at the familiar gorgeous face.

"Shit." She quickly let out before bending her head back down. She hoped he hadn't seen her. Ever since what happened Saturday and after she had blocked him, she never bothered to reply to his messages. She also didn't know how she could tell her parents she was meeting up with him. She thought they'd start thinking something was up.

Amara stared around in confusion trying to figure out who her friend had seen. She saw a man almost twice her size looking towards them before he adverted his eyes. She didn't think anything of it until Charlotte kicked her leg under the table. She cursed and glared at her friend who was shielding her face with her hand. "Stop looking." Charlotte warned as she glared at her friend. Amara rolled her eyes but still did what was asked.

"Can I at least know whom were hiding from?" She asked and for some reason Charlotte didn't want to tell her, she wanted Elijah to be her dirty little secret.

"Oh there's a friend of my dads and I don't want him to see me." Well, it technically wasn't a lie, he was her dads friend, she just didn't mention that he was the one she was going to live with. She quickly grabbed her phone and unblocked Elijah's number. She typed in the message but then instantly deleted it, maybe he hadn't seen her. She bite down on her lower lip as her friend ignored her and was busy typing on her phone. Before she could contemplate her choices her phone pinged with a new message.

'I need to speak to you.' It read, she looked up and sure enough he was staring her way. Her cheeks heated up in embarrassment as she quickly adverted her eyes and looked down at her phone. She typed in her reply before locking her phone.

"Let's go." She quickly told her friend who looked away from her phone startled by the sudden out burst.

"What? Why?" She questioned not wanting to go just yet.

"I forgot I had to go somewhere." She lies making her friend raise an eyebrow in suspicion.

"Was that your dad?" She rolled her eyes, sometimes she just wanted to slap some senses into her friend. She could never enjoy her free days just because she was selfless in the wrong moments. "Fine." She groaned as they grabbed their coffees and stood up.