ATTENTION SEEKER

"What do you think about the guy at the end?" I didn't even bother checking, my eyes glued to my phone.

"Hot," I muttered, tapping on my phone to prevent it from going off.

"Hot? Girl are you blind, that dude ain't..." Meghan stopped talking, so I looked up to see why.

Caught.

"Bitch seriously?" She noticed I wasn't paying attention.

"Should I text him?" I feel it's weird that Wilder just left like that, I just want to check up on him.

No big deal.

"No, no and no." She drags my phone out of my hands.

"Give my phone back." I stretched my hands up to get it from her.

"No because you are not going to text anybody." I rolled my eyes as I tried grabbing it from her.

"I am a grown woman, I can text who ever I want." I whined. "Give it," I stood from the bar stool and tried grabbing it again.

This bitch as one hell of a grip.

"Over my dead body," she stretched her hands further away from me.

"I can have that arranged." I folded my arms in defeat.

"Whoa?" She gasped.

"I am joking." I sat on my stool in defeat.

"I just wanted know if he's okay."  I continued.

"Who cares, I don't." Meghan exclaimed.

"We had an heart to heart conversation last night, I may have not said something he needed to hear, so..." I was interrupted by the groaning noises Meghan is making.

"You seem more worried about Wilder leaving than your husband literally confessing that he may not want to stop sleeping with the Ashely girl." Can they stop saying her name?!

"He was drunk, he is going to come to his senses. " That's what I have been telling myself to keep me sane.

"What if that's how he really feels?" I dreaded that statement.

"It's not." I knew I should've agreed to this stupid open marriage, I want my husband back.

"What if it is?" This is not right, everything is not right.

"What am I going to do? I want my husband back." I felt my heart beat increase, it's all dawning on me how bad things have been screwed up.

"Relax."

I can't relax, I can feel the alcohol kicking in.

"Should I go meet him and stop this?" Why did I let this people talk me into this, the whole shit is crazy.

We were okay without this open marriage. O my god, I think I am having an anxiety attack.

"Breathe," I promised Kitty that her dad and I aren't going to split up but look at where we are now.

"You need to breathe, Ivy." I can't loose Cole, he is just amazing and I love him so much.

I gasped as I felt liquid lunched on my face.

"The hell?" I yelled. This bitch poured water on me.

"It worked," she smirked.

"I hate you." I picked up a napkin beside me and proceeded to clean my face.

"You are not going meet Cole or texting Wilder you understand?" I nodded. I picked my glass and emptied the content into my mouth.

Suddenly a phone rang, my eyes widened.

"Is it mine?" I asked in anticipation.

Meghan brings out a phone from her pocket and looks down on it.

"Nah, it's mine." My shoulders slumped down in disappointment.

Don't know what I was expecting.

"Need to get this, it's Lewis." Lewis is the baby daddy of Meghan last girl.

Lewis is a son of a bitch, a rich son of bitch.

"I need more drinks." I called out to the waiter.

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"That motherfucker." I heard Meghan's voice from behind.

"L-Lewis?" I laughed, handing her a glass.

"That bitch, introduced his dumb girlfriend to my baby girl. " I gasped at Meghan's statement.

"No he didn't." I picked up a shot and emptied it into my throat.

"This isn't the first time and my girl doesn't not need such inconsistency in his life." I nodded in support of what's she saying.

"Lewis or what ever is name is, better watch out I am going to break his neck." I held out my threatening finger.

"Okay?" Meghan looks at me confused

"You know what? These men are what's wrong with the world. Like seriously, fuck Lewis, fuck Wilder and fuck Cole." Tired of pouring the drink in a glass, so I took it from the bottle.

"How drunk are you?" Megan asked grabbing thebottle from my hand.

"Drunk enough to see the truth." I am feeling hyper and dizzy at the same time.

Mind blown.

"Well I need to get to your level to be able reign havoc, when he calls in the next two hours." She takes the drink directly from the bottle.

"That's the spirit girl." I yelled cheering her on.


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I opened my eyes a little but the bright light that accompanied it forced me to close it back. My head is banging, my throat is dry.

Never drinking again.

I groaned loudly, before opening my eyes again, this time more aware of my surrounding.

This is not my room.

"Someone really had fun last night." I sat up immediately I heard that familiar voice.

It's Wilder fucking Stone

I sat up immediately having a clear look at the male Adonis, in white thighs shirt showing off his muscular arms and blue shorts. The lightening of the room was made for him.

"How are you here?" I asked, isn't he supposed to be anywhere but here.

"Got back from my meeting early." He is holding a glass of water and drugs on his hands.

"Meeting? So you were going to comeback and you couldn't say anything, I thought you've left." I exclaimed.

This ass.

"I didn't know which one to answer, the 1st or the 50th text message." He smirked handing me a glass of water and dropping the tablet on my palm.

I didn't text him fifty times, that would be crazy.

"You are just an attention seeker." I rolled my eyes. I opened my mouth and dropped the drugs in before pushing in with water.

"How did I get here?" I looked down noticing my clothes are missing. I am wearing a white shirt, probably his.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked another question.

"Easy with the questions there." But he answered anyways.

"Don't tell me you don't remember knocking on my door." Wilder sits on the bed near me.

"No, I don't." I can remember being at the bar with Meghan and that's all.

"And your clothes have been ruined with your vomit, so is my couch." My eyes widened at his statement, my cheeks red from embarrassment.

I am so disgusting.

"O my God, I am so sorry." I can't picture myself  like that.

Never going to drink again.

"From a scale of 1-10, who bad did I embarrass myself?"

"15." He laughed.

"What else could I have done?" I asked.

"Well," He moves closer to me, our face inches away from each other. " you called me hot and begged me to have sex with you." He smirked.

What?

"I did not." I yelled.

"You did." He smiled, looking down at my lips. I took the first step closing the gap between us.

"Eww, bad breath." He withdrew, leaving me red in embarrassment as he laughed out of the room.

I hate this dude.

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