Chapter 5 5

Lareina's POV:

I woke up lying in bed. I still have a headache because of my hangover from drinking. I think I drank too much.

I moved so that I also felt something heavy on my waist. There was also a stinging thing on my seat. I'm too lazy to stand up and wake up.

I turned around and woke up. I was very surprised when a man greeted me. I almost screamed, but I covered my mouth. Shit, what did I do last night!?

I was opposite a very handsome man with a perfect face. It's like a Greek God in perfection. He is also big and muscular. I remembered it was Anton. The arrogant, handsome man who ruined my day! Why am I with him!? And why does my brain always describe this one as handsome!?

But in my current situation, I don't have time to marvel at his face. It's just sticky shit, I had a 'one night stand' with a man I don't even know! I'm sure about him, rich, arrogant and womanizing! Plug in being a womanizer! Gosh, what should I do!? What a fool I am!

I felt my tears fall, so I immediately wiped them away. I remember what happened last night. It's my fault. I must have entered the wrong room! Add to that if he gets me pregnant, he won't hold me accountable. Who am I in his eyes? It's not just that, it's just a delicious night for him! He might even think that I am stealing money from him. You are really stupid, Lareina.

I slowly removed his hand that was holding me. When I saw our bodies, we did not have the same covering. The thing that was bothering me earlier was his pet. It's so big, how did it fit me? I'm sure it was very painful last night. I was drunk, so I didn't feel sure.

I just shook my head and finally got out of his arms. I looked at my clothes on the floor and was disappointed because they were already ruined. I remembered the 5,000 euros in my pocket, so I took it.

I just took her oversized dress from me before putting my heels back on. I also stole the fare from his wallet. I don't have any coins! I can't remember where my cell phone and wallet are. I'll come back later because I'm in a hurry now. I don't want him to catch up. I am also ashamed of what I did. I'm just trying to compose myself, but I'm about to cry because of my stupidity.

I quickly left the room but slowly. I'm afraid he'll wake up and maybe say something to me. I can't even face him or anyone else. I feel like dirt. I'm also a fool who sent lust even though I was drunk.

I got out of the bar and immediately looked for a taxi. I got on when someone stopped in front of me. I breathed a sigh of relief because Anton didn't catch me and didn't wake up. It seems that I have to hide and stay away from him to be avoided. I know after what happened to us, he won't care, but I don't want my identity to be revealed. It's dangerous, so while it's still early, I don't want to get close to others. He will also make sure to greet me when we meet. Maybe he can tell others about me, too, shit!

When we got to Crish's condo, I went down. I paid the driver and didn't take the change. I didn't even pay with my money.

People still stare at me, maybe because of what I'm wearing. I didn't care anymore and just covered my chest.

For me, the important thing now is that I can go to Crish and change my clothes. I'm crying because of the stupid things I did today. I have to rant to her and get it all out. I'm getting stupid and crazy because of the stupidity I did. Thoughts are racing through my mind.

I went to the lobby and called Crish. Crash immediately came down and looked at me in surprise when she saw me.

"What happened to you!? What the fuck are you wearing!?" she shouted, grabbing the attention of others.

I covered Crish's mouth and invited her to ride in the elevator. I also immediately closed it so that no one could keep up with us. Her unit is only on the 4th floor.

"Crish, let me explain. You're the one to give the instructions! I went to the wrong room! It's your fault!" I shouted at Crish.

"Bitch please, it's my fault!? You just entered the room by mistake, and now you look like that– don't tell me you had a one-night stand!? Oh my gosh, Janine!" she asked me in surprise.

I sighed and nodded. That's where my tears flowed. I'm stupid. I got drunk and had sex with a man who wasn't even my boyfriend. What's worse, he wasn't even my friend or acquaintance. I'm really stupid. I said it, and I will change my life here again. I was really unlucky! I can't blame Anton either because I gave in. It's also my fault why this happened. Also, I entered the wrong room. He might think I'm crazy there. Just thinking about them makes me cringe. I want to tweak myself. I'm really stupid! I just keep crying because there is nothing I can do.

"Shh, hold on. I won't judge you. We'll be friends forever, right? Come to my unit first and then change your clothes. Eat before we talk about everything," Crish said and rubbed my back.

The elevator opened just in time, so we walked to her unit. We immediately went in, and she lent me a pair of pajamas and a towel. I immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I turned on the shower and let the warm water run over my body. I still feel the pain between my thighs. I was so stupid to give in to Anton, to someone like him who is really only after sex with women like me.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. I'll just take pills so I don't get pregnant. I'm not ready to have children because of my current situation. I don't have enough money to raise a child. I also don't want to go near my siblings because they are happy now, and I don't want to get into trouble. Also they might also be hiding from our parents. When I have a child, too, I don't want him to sympathize with the evil of my parents.

After I showered, I immediately got dressed. When I got out, I sat on the stool in front of Crish's mirror and blew my hair. She approached me and took the blower from my hand. She said she wanted to do it, so I just let her.

"Crish, I'm sorry earlier, and I blamed you. It was just a joke. But I'm really stupid. You'll be even more embarrassed if you find out who I had a one-night stand with," I began.

Crish frowned with curiosity. I know it's been a while since I wanted to tell my story. We stared at each other and avoided looking at each other. It's hard to avoid her.

"Who is that? Maybe Brother Zildjian? Oh, I'll take care of it. That animal will hold you responsible–"

I patted Crish's hand and scolded her. Why did Zildjian enter her mind!? I remembered that she had been referring me to Zildjian for a long time. I used to have a crush on him, but he was rude. And another thing, we are not suitable. That one's standards are too high.

"No, Zildjan is sane. The man I'm talking about is the core of arrogance, the core of handsomeness, the core of charisma, and most of all, he's full of womanizing," I said to Crish.

"Who is that? It's like he's famous. You'll be really confused if he's famous and then you get pregnant," he said.

"Really mysterious. Do you know the basketball player Anton?" I asked Crish.

"Yes, why does he look like him? Oh, he's so handsome!" Crish said excitedly.

"Stupid, he doesn't just look like him. It looks exactly like him. It's none other than Anton Steinfield, with whom I had sex last night. Damn, I was surprised when I woke up. I thought I was having a nightmare–"

I heard Crish's loud laugh. She lowered the blower and hit me more. I almost pulled this witch's hair out of shock. This idiot laughed at me!

"Lareina, even if you're beautiful, sexy, and full of charisma, you're not his type. What he likes is those rich bitches who go to the bar!" she said, laughing.

"Hey, Crish. Believe it or not, it's Anton. From now on, I'm going to change jobs. I'm going to leave Flavorie and find something else to work in. I'm going to dye my hair again," I said.

"I still don't believe it, but okay, fine, I'll help you. Will you dye it at the salon, or will I dye it myself? I'll let you go free. I'll experiment with your hair again," Crish said happily.

I laughed and stood up from the stool. I hugged Crish, so she hugged me back. Hey, it's good that I have a friend like her. No matter how bad my past is, she still loves me very much. Even though I can't tell her a lot about my whole personality and family, she respects that.

"Alright, if that's what you want. It's free, so I'll just go," I said happily.

While we were talking, Crish sent food to her unit. I owe a lot to Crish, and I will never forget that.

After a while, my hair dye came right away. It was so fast, and I didn't think Crish would buy it right away. She seemed to really want to experiment with my hair.

She dyed my hair and also bleached it. She also put a few layers of coloring, so we had a few rinses. The finished product was beautiful. My hair color is ash gray with a violet shade at the hem. Its style is faded.

"That's great, Crish! You're really good!" I praise Crish.

"Of course, am I? I used to dream of becoming a hairdresser in addition to being a CEO," she said happily, so we both joined in.

We both took a picture, and he posted it on Instagram. I started eating while she was still on her cell phone. I haven't eaten yet, and I'm very hungry. I will just eat the problems and thoughts that bother me.

"Oh my God, Lareina! Don't tell me that what I see is true!" Crish yelled, causing me to spit out the iced tea I was drinking.

I gave Crish a bad look, so she gave the peace sign. I approached Crish and looked at her cell phone. That's our picture, what's surprising?

"What's with that?" I wondered.

"This, look," Crish said.

My eyes widened because Anton liked Crish's post. We also looked at his following, and my Instagram account was there. I was salivating because of what I saw. It seems that I have been added to Anton's collection of women, and he now knows me as Janine. My account is even private because my dad might see it, but he still tracked me down.

"I'm telling you right now, Lareina, you are fucked up. Don't let Anton trip you up," said Crish.

"I don't want to because I'm going to get lost. I still have the details that I'm entering the convent. I'm really going to get lost, Crish," I said, biting my lip.

I fell on my forehead and thought. What do I do now? I'm definitely dead now. I've already faked my personality here. I'm fucked up again!