Ashley's POV:
The guy in a black oversized hoodie and black trackpants, talking to Charles had his back on me, Charles was leaning against one of the bikes stood there, I couldn't hear what they were talking. But the only thing in my mind was—WHO. IS. THIS. GUY??
I stepped forward, with a waving hand towards Charles, "hey buddy" I said in a friendly tone. His gaze turned to me, he waved at me with a small grin, "hey baby girl", his grin widened, he knew I don't like to be called that.
"Fuckoff.. you dickhead" then I looked at that guy, he still hasn't turned around, finally his head moved toward me, but before I could see his face he looked back at Charles and said "Bye buddy". Wait, stop it you idiot, how do I say it aloud, I don't know if Stellan has told Charles or not, it would be a problem if he doesn't and I say something about Stellan.
The guy didn't even looked at me and left, it seemed like he had no intention or atleast curiosity about me. What the fvck!!!
"Who was he?" I finally asked atleast this, gathering my long broken confidence. "It was my friend" that's all he replied. "Just a friend? Don't tell me he doesn't have any name" I said sarcastically.
He chuckled, "He's Joseph". My lips pressed into a thin line, why can't he just say his first name, or maybe full name.
I sighed, "so, how's life going?" I finally changed the topic, I couldn't find any other question than this.
"Hmmm.... Pretty well, since that bitch left", i frowned. "Who?" I had suspected many girls as his girlfriend but I've never confronted him about it.
"You don't know?" He arched a brow, as if he'd heard something completely illogical.
"Do you think I would have asked if I did?" He sighed.
"Now tell me who's it?" I asked impatiently, "nope" he instantly denied. "Why? You were the one who started this conversation.. no you will tell me."
"No, I won't" he said in a teasing tone. I knew what he was doing, "Fuck you, Charles the bastard" with that I turned on my heel and left. Before I could reach the inside door, Helena came out with her hand raised upwards, she held onto something. A note. I frowned, why is she coming to me with that note, does she expect me to deliver her love letter to her new boyfriend. Hell, there's no chance I'd do that.
"You didn't tell me you're expecting someone at our place, who is this person, huh?" She asked with a knowing smile, but I was unknown to whatever is going in that shitty head of hers. "Listen, I don't give a shit to whatever the fucking hell you're trynna say" but before I could move past her, she grabbed my arm, pushed me back to face her and threw the note straight at my face, "What the fuck, Helena" I said in a calm tone, though my frustration was still evident. 'why doesn't this girl ever understand that nobody likes her, yet here she is, after getting humiliated multiple times, she still annoyingly clingy.'
"Ash... Read the note" she commanded in a firm tone, though that fake cute expression remained on her face. I hated the way she was commanding me, but to be honest, now I was getting curious that why the hell is she rubbing her ass on my face for a simple note which has nothing to do with me.
'I'll wait for you at the backdoor of Charles' house.' the note said, Helena noticed the confusion flickering in my expression. She was about to say something but I said before she could even open her mouth, "What the hell do you want me to do with this stupid note which must've been sent by any of your boyfriend's, don't fucking drag me into your mess."
Helena scoffed coldly, her fake cuteness mask slipped, "This," she pointed at the note, "is not mine," she spoke again in a voice barely above a whisper, "this time, probably, one of your boyfriends sent this." My face burned with rage, I've never even kissed someone, how dare she speak to me like that, but before I could raise my first to punch her across the face, she spoke again, "I found this in your bag."
She left. Now I was standing alone there. I suddenly felt someone's hand on my shoulder, "What happened, Ash?" Charles' voice came from behind me, I turned and said "nothing, just some nonsense stuff in my head."
He didn't seemed convinced but still nodded, then he said "Let's go in," he moved forward and I followed closely, I suddenly stopped as realisation hit me, I bumped into someone in my way here. Another twist, hell he was also wearing black hoodie and black trackpants, that Joseph and his back looked similar. I stood there for about five minutes, Charles had already left, he didn't noticed that I stopped in the way, after a few more minutes, he came back, because of the shocking expression on my face, he knew something isn't right but he also knew I wouldn't answer if he asked me, so instead he said, "why did you stopped mid-way."
"Ohh, d-did I?" I stammered, i didn't knew what to say anymore, I was dying out of curiosity, Are Charles' friend and that street guy really same? And how the hell does he know me? Is he Stellan or someone else?.
Before I could think of something else, Charles took my hand and led me in the dining room for lunch, "you're really insane, eat something, might help!" He said while walking towards the table.
As we reached at the table, my gaze turned to Helena, she looked back at me, her cute smile turned wicked, the moment she looked at Charles' hand holding mine, she stared at it for a mere second, then shifted her gaze to me, and... She winked.