- Chapter 23 | I Shoot Both Ways
A/N: In this chapter, there is a switch between Anastasia & her friend Clay’s Point of View, so make sure to keep an eye out for when you see a name by itself in the middle of the chapter! (:
A N A S T A S I A
“Hey Brooke. Guess who’s phone I have in my hand.” I said with a grin as I dangled Clay’s phone in the air.
“Oh my god! You took it?” She asks shocked and I grinned as I put my arm down.
“Technically I did.. I swapped his phone out with an identical one, so he won’t be able to notice the difference.” I said and she grinned at me.
“He’s going to be so mad when he finds out.” She says shaking her head with a smile.
“I know, but let’s see if the bouncer texted or called him.” I said as we unlocked his phone with the password that we all know.
As we were looking through his messages we finally found a text from an unknown number.
“Hey baby. Are you ready to meet up and have some fun?” It said and I grinned to myself.
“Should we text back?” Brooke asks and I smirk as an idea comes to mind.
“Hell yea! We should!” I say and start to text him back.
“Hey, who is this?” I text to make sure it’s the right guy.
“It’s the bouncer from The Vault.. Remember me?” He replies and it gets me so excited for the plan.
“How could I forget someone so sexy?” I text grinning at Brooke.
“Why don’t you come and have some fun with someone sexy?” He asks and I roll my eyes.
“Can you book me a honeymoon suite at the DelMar hotel Brooke?” I ask as I look over to her and she nods pulling out her phone.
“How about tonight at the DelMar hotel?” I ask as Brooke orders my room.
“Okay, I booked it and it’s room 813.” She said confused at what I had planned.
“Sure thing babe, just give me a time and room.” He texted and I couldn’t wait to see Clay’s reaction.
“In one hour. Room 813. Make sure your ready for our fun babe. xx” I texted and got ready to call Clay on his imposter phone.
“What are you planning?” Brooke asked and I shook my head with a grin.
“Something unforgettable.” I said and pulled out my phone to call Clay.
“Hello?” I hear his voice say from the other line.
“Hey Clay.” I said happily.
“What’s up Ana?” He asks and I smirk.
“I know about your crush on Brooke.” I said and it sounds like he choked on a drink.
“W-what?” He said stuttering.
“Don’t worry, she feels the same and she wants to talk to you.” I said gleefully.
“Really?” He asked while sounding excited.
“Yea. She wants you to meet her at the DelMar hotel in an hour. She said to go to room 813.” I said holding in my laughter.
“Okay, I will!” He said and hung up.
“He’s in for a surprise.” I said as Brooke and I burst out laughing.
C L A Y
“Hey Brooke, so what did...” I started to say as I opened the door to room 813, but stopped in my tracks as I took in the naked man laying on the bed.
“What the fuck!” He yelled and covered himself with a pillow.
“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I ask loudly.
“What the fuck are you doing here?!” He retorts and it gets on my nerves.
“Im here to have some fun with some hot chick! Why the fuck are you here?” He asks and it pisses me off, especially since this is Brooke’s room.
“I’m here to see my girl!” I yell.
“Well, you’re girl texted me to meet her here. You must not be giving it to her good.” He said smirking and I just wanted to punch him.
“Well you must be mistaken because she doesn’t do that. This must be a set up.” I said shaking my head.
“Well you know what.. I don’t mind.” He said with a weird glint in his eye.
“What the fuck do you mean?” I almost yelled and he grinned.
He started to stand up with the pillow still covering him and I had no idea what he was doing.
“Well since your girl didn’t show and I came here for some fun.. Why don’t you help me out, cause I shoot both ways.” He says now throwing the pillow back on the bed as he walks towards me.
“What the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck away from me!” I yell as he’s a few steps away and right when he tries to get closer I punch him in the jaw making him fall to the ground.
“Damn, what was that for?” He asked as he sat on the floor rubbing his jaw.
“For getting to close to me.” I said as I threw a pillow really hard at his crotch to cover him up.
“Fuck that hurt!” He yelled holding the pillow down where it hurt and I smirked.
“Oh well. Now show me the messages.” I say holding my hand out to take his phone.
“Sure dude, but don’t blame me if she’s tired of you. You know that’s probably why she sent you.” He says handing me his phone and I was about to go off on him when I saw the cell phone number.
“Why the fuck are these messages from my phone number?” I question him.
“I don’t know dude.” He says putting his hands up in surrender as I glare at him.
“Some short girl with brown hair gave me that number and told me to text her!” He said and that was some help.
“What do you think her nationality was?” I ask and he looks like he’s trying to remember.
“I think she was Mexican or something.. I don’t know dude, I only saw her for a minute or two.” He said and I shook my head because I knew exactly who he was talking about.
“I’m scarred for life because of her..” I mumbled as I turned and left the room, slamming the door on my way out
“Anastasia is so dead..”