Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

"I d..on't wan..na go ho..me" she said as she moves in a quirk jerky motions.

"Don't move, your dizziness will get worse. Stay still."

I put her down and make her sit in the long bathroom vanity countertop. I place my hands on her both sides cornering her. She leans on the wall and try to open her eyes to look at me. She holds my face and started crying.

"You look exactly like him" she cries out pointing directly at me.

"I runaway. He got mad. I said Sorry. I cooked him food. I even cut my own fingers. Look." she bring her right hand in front of me so I can look at it. I grabbed her hand, caressed her scar and kissed it.

She keeps on ranting in front of me thinking I am not me. I am just staring at her the whole time. She's so honest when she's drunk.

"Sadly, he gave it to her other woman. Yes, he got another woman. Much beautiful than I am. She got a gigantic boobsies and luscious body. Coca Cola body they say but Tres said her butts are just padded. She got lengthy hair and an irritating attitude." she is crying while punching my chest. I want to laugh at her bold statements.

"Babe you are my only woman" I whispered

"I hate him. He kissed her. I saw him. He didn't even say that I am looking beautiful last night. Everybody said it except him. Rude right? I'm his girlfriend. Me not her." she pointed herself and grab the hem of my shirt then use to wipe her tears. She even expels the mucus from her nose to my shirt. I ended up taking it off and letting her use it.

I admire her cuteness while crying her heart out. So, she'll sulking for not hearing compliments from me last night?

"What do want to say about him?" I asked smirking. She closes her and her head tend to fall over. I supported her neck so will stay still.

"I wanna kick him." she slurred, jabbing a finger into my chest.

I chuckled but she suddenly gags and about to throw up. I hurriedly carry her to the toilet. The moment I put her down she vomit multiple times. She holds onto the toilet like her life depends on it.

I look for her hair tie. I remove every strand of her hair that is getting into her face and try my best to put it all in the nicest bun I can. I rub her back, back and forth as she pukes. When she stopped, I left her for a while and get her a glass of water.

When I came back, she is already lying on the floor singing a song out loud and with deep emotion. I stay in my position and hear her voice.

"🎶Drop your hand while dancing

Left you out there standing

Crestfallen on the landing

Champagne problems🎶"

Ohh she got an angelic voice too. I didn't know she can sing well.

I cut her singing act and helped her in a seated position.

"Come drink some water first and I'll clean you up so you can go to bed.”

I bring the glass in near her mouth and she drinks it straight. She is so thirsty. Afterwards I carry her to the empty tub. I get a warm wet towel and clean her body using it. I removed her make up and change her clothes. When she's finally clean I carry her again and made her sit on the bathroom vanity countertop to brush her teeth. I get her toothbrush and put an ample amount of toothpaste.

"Open your mouth" I asked carefully holding her face. She's looking at me with very sleepy eyes and shake her head. Her face is still in a drunk blush.

"Come on. Let me see your beautiful teeth." I show him mine to demonstrate. She then opens her mouth to copy my movement and I grabbed the opportunity to put the toothbrush in her mouth.

"Good girl" I brushed her teeth and she is staring at me while doing it.

"Spit it out" I ordered her.

She gargled and she spit the water out. I literally have a baby now.

I wipe her mouth with a tissue and she's good to go. She smiles widely showing me her now clean teeth.

"You are the most beautiful woman in my world" I said and she smile even more. She pulled me to her and give me the warmest hug I've been longing to have.

She hides in the crook of my neck.

"Yourenotallowedtoleavemeokay?" she whispered.

"I'm not planning to." I answered holding her like she is the most fragile thing in the world.

"Then why kiss her?" she is about to cry again. She is so upset about it. I grabbed her chin and make her look at me.

"You still like me?" her voice broke as she continue being a pouty baby. I rubbed her back to comfort her.

I can feel her heavy breathing. She's really hurting from what she saw. Damn, I feel so bad.

"I always do" I answered

"Then why kiss her? Aren't boyfriends supposed to kiss their girlfriend only? And not anyone else?" she innocently asked and hide her face on my neck. Every time she speaks, I can feel her breath on my neck sending me shivers to all parts of my body.