CHAPTER 24: SHE-DEVIL
“Bea?” I questioned, my voice coming out shrill and my left eyebrow raising in question.
She smiled at me, her pearl whites gleaming, her heels clicking against the floor as she took two more steps to stand in front of me, towering over me by a few solid inches.
“I didn’t think I would be able to find you and here you are...” She emphasized, her eyes roaming around the grand living room and her manicured hands somehow coming around my smaller frame and engulfing me in an unexpected hug.
“Well, I... I had no idea that you would come to see me.” I said honestly, trying to ease out the shock of seeing her and pushing the thought that she was bad news to the back of my head as I silently wished for my mother to leave us alone.
As if she could read my mind, my mother cleared her throat and intervened. “Girls, you both enjoy. I’ll be upstairs...” She turned around with a smile and until she had climbed up the stairs and vanished from our view, we didn’t utter a word.
“Why the hell are you here?” I sputtered out, snatching my arm out of the she-devil’s vise like grip and running my hand over the area where her long nails had been digging into my skin for the past few minutes.
“Oh Betty, what’s the hurry?” She sat down on the couch and leaned back, crossing her legs over one another, “Do you mind if I call you Betty?”
I did mind. It was what my father used to call me and hearing her spit the word out with so much venom ignited a familiar ache in my chest, giving way to an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I unknowingly glared at her, my hands itching to grab her by her beautiful locks and ripping them off her skull as she slowly twirled a perfect curl between her fingers.
“Just tell me why the hell are you here.” I pronounced every word slowly and with much added emphasis.
“Oh, our sweet little Betty is angry.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
“Would you just spit it out already?”
“All right.” She patted the empty spot next to her, “You might want to sit.” She smirked at me, promising that what I was going to hear would be absolutely horrible.
I did listen to her, my patience to stand in front of her running out as I sat adjacent to her.
“Remember the first time you met me?”
I searched my brain for the first and the only time I had seen her before which happened to be the after party more than two months ago where we had-
As I let the realization slowly sink into my, my eyes widened and I gasped as I thought of the kiss I had shared with Reid in front of Bea.
“Oh, Good. Judging from your reaction, I assume you do remember.” Her lips raised in a mocking smirk and I immediately straightened up and got rid of my shocked state.
All this time we were making sure that our parents and the media did not find about us sleeping together when in reality, we had been really stupid and obviously created a big problem by kissing in front of the ‘ex’- the obsessive ex whose eyes were now gleaming with a crazy glint in them.
Maybe I was over exaggerating a bit. Just a bit.
She dug into her purse and produced a pen drive. “What would mommy think of your forbidden romance?”
“How... How did you get that?”
“Ever heard of security cameras?”
I gulped a bucket of my own saliva, resisting the urge to snatch the pen drive from her that she was putting back in her purse.
“What do you want Bea?”
“Only what always belonged to me.” She said, standing up.
“Reid can decide what he wants for himself. He is a grown man and I am pretty sure you don’t own him.”
“Now listen you incestual slut, he is mine, he always has been. So don’t you for a fucking second think that you are anything special to him. I have been in his life long enough to see that he uses women. If you don’t fucking leave him, mommy will find out about your secret affair and I am sure she won’t be really happy about it.” Her words ran through my head at the speed of electricity, my throat closing up.
Not only was I scared that my mother would probably get rid of me, thinking that I was a disgrace but the chance that...Reid didn’t think our relationship was serious and not just a fling made bile rise up my throat, making me place my hand on my mouth to swallow it back.
Bea’s heels clicking against the floor and the main door shutting as she left was the last thing that registered in my mouth as I ran into my room to spill my last meal’s contents into the porcelain toilet.
“Are you okay, honey? I...uh-heard you.” My mom asked me as I quickly gulped down a glass of water, hoping to get rid of the taste of vomit completely that seemed to stay even after brushing twice.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I think it’s the flu.” I muttered as I placed the glass in the sink.
“Take care and go to Dr. Brown tomorrow morning. Do you want me to make you some soup or some tea?”
“No mom, I think it’s not that bad. I’ll get it checked tomorrow.”
“Alright... And why did your friend leave so early? I was hoping she could stay for dinner.”
“She had somewhere else to be. I have to go somewhere mom, I’ll be late. Can I take your car?” I turned around, not giving her a second glance since I didn’t have the balls to face her.
“Sure hon, the keys are in the fruit basket.” She said, for once not bugging me further.
Without thinking twice I grabbed the keys and all be it, ran to the car and jumped inside, heading over to the only place that I could feel truly safe but what I saw when I punched the code into Reid’s penthouse and walked inside to look around for him was surely not what I had been expecting.