Laia & The Transferee - Chapter 81

LAIA’S HEAD fucking hurts.

The light that the curtains of her window weren’t able to hide didn’t help ease her headache.

Her eyes also stung like hell. The girl could barely see as it is.

It doesn’t help either how she felt sick in the stomach once everything that happened yesterday and all the things that came out of her mouth came rushing towards her like a massive wave of regret and embarrassment.

“Ugh,” The girl groans, supporting herself through the walls that she blindly used as a guide towards the bathroom so she could wash her face. “I am never drinking whatever is being handed to me again,”

Fortunately, she was able to reach the bathroom and puke just in time. Her stomach growled in hunger and Laia had no choice but to address it, slowly walking towards the kitchen to prepare herself breakfast.

Before she prepared the ingredients to a simple breakfast, she briefly glanced at the bedroom of her mother and wasn’t that surprised to see how it was still empty.

Looks like her mother stayed overnight at her grandmother’s again, the girl thinks. It’s not new these days but the feeling of loneliness doesn’t disappear even if Laia started to get used to their situation.

Laia opted for some bacon and eggs. She also toasted three slices of bread and ate them while she waited for both the bacon and the eggs to cook.

After both the bacon and the eggs were cooked, she placed them in a plate and started eating them once she settled in the empty dining table that only made her even feel more lonely.

Laia finished eating quicker than usual, and she was about to start washing the dishes when she heard a car honking right outside of her house.

And thus, the familiar memories of the asshat fetching her for school with his car or just visiting her to talk of the most random of things returned to the surface of her train of thoughts.

“Ah, fuck that asshole,” Laia curses out loud, shaking those thoughts away but to no avail. “Great, now I’m thinking of that fucking asshole once again–”

“Laia!”

Brie?

Laia briefly left the unwashed dishes on the sink and made her way towards the front door, opening it and seeing her best friend whose boyfriend may or may not have cheated on her just yesterday.

Or maybe he cheated more than once already, Laia thinks. Just like she said yesterday, she was drunk not blind. Laia was also a person who definitely does not end up forgetting everything the next day.

“Laia!” Brie dramatically wails outside the gate. “Let me in!”

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Laia says once she opened the gate for her friend who immediately jumps into her arms for a tight hug.

Brie pulls away after a few minutes of alternating between pressing her cheek against Laia’s and hugging the girl again. “How’d it go yesterday with Sawyer? Was he helpful or was he no help at all?”

He was flirting with your boyfriend before I arrived, Laia thinks but obviously did not say out loud. She’d rather not have Brie going nuts at such an early hour.

“He wasn’t much help,” Laia says once Brie had settled on one of the dining chairs and she started washing the dishes. “But I did end up finding out what the asshole was apparently so busy with which gave him no time to send any of us a single message,”

“You’re terrifying me,” Brie had an anxious expression on her face. “Why are you suddenly back to calling him an asshole–”

Laia gave her friend a deadpanned stare. “You already know why,”

“I actually don’t but I’m starting to think that I do,” The long-haired girl stood up from the chair and made her way to where Laia was standing. “Is this related to Amethyst?”

“How did you know?”

Laia was genuinely surprised but also irritated. How did Brie know that it was connected to Amethyst? Did she know all along that the asshat was with Amethyst all along behind Laia’s back and he was simply taking advantage of Laia’s naivety–

“I can already see you overthinking,” Brie rubs her friend’s shoulders, making Laia let out a relieved sigh at the spontaneous massage. “Regarding Amethyst, I saw an article online on how she got into this sitcom that was being filmed in Germany so I just connected the dots that you might’ve seen an identical article or something,”

“They were seen together and in close proximity,” Laia says after a while. “Apparently that’s what kept him busy enough for the last three months,”

“But Ame only arrived in Germany last week,” Brie retorts. “Maybe it was all a coincidence and those gossip outlets just created those rumors about them to get dirt on uncle’s name? They’re so antagonistic to him for no reason,”

Laia still had no idea why Brie still blindly puts her faith and trust in the Senator but she’d rather not argue about it today.

Not when she’s already having a lot on her plate at the moment.

“You’re just like your boyfriend,” Laia rolls her eyes. “Your words are almost exactly like his yesterday,”

Brie looked confused. “I didn’t know that you were with him yesterday?”

Jake didn’t tell her?

Suspicious, Laia thinks. Did he not want Brie to know that he visited Sawyer yesterday?

“Ah, he waited in the lobby while I talked to Sawyer briefly,” Laia honestly had no idea what made her decide to protect Jake but it’s too late to change her decision. “He later took me home because I may or may not have drunk the whisky that Sawyer offered me,”

Brie didn’t look that convinced but didn’t say anything about it and instead focused on the fact that Laia drank liquor. “He offered you a whisky and you accepted?!”

“Yeah,” Laia felt her cheeks warm in embarrassment at the awful decision that she made which resulted in her headache that lasted until this moment. “I just wanted to forget about that news for a little while,”

“Ugh, Sawyer’s really a bad influence to everyone,” Brie scowls, obviously irritated. “He could’ve offered you wine but no, he decided to give you whisky!”

Laia now has an idea why Jake didn’t mention that he visited Sawyer to his girlfriend. It was obvious that Brie disliked the actor but Laia had no idea why or what could be the reason for obvious stigma against the actor.

“Don’t worry,” Laia tried changing the topic since Brie looked like she was very tempted to find Sawyer and punch him in the face. “He didn’t offer me another glass,”

Again, Brie looked unconvinced. But this time she voiced her opinion about the whole situation. “Somehow I have doubts about that,”

“I promise,” Laia pats her friend in the thigh. “Calm down already,”

Brie rolled her eyes but raised her hands in defeat. “Anyway,” She crossed her legs. “What are you going to do about Sammy?”

Maybe Laia liked it better when they were talking about Sawyer.

Breathing deeply, Laia tried not to think of the asshat’s face once she started talking. “What do you want me to do about him?”

“Uhm, text him? Call him? I mean, wouldn’t you want an explanation from him after the news that you just saw?”

Laia’s eyes widened once she remembered how she sent texts to Samuel last night while she was in the middle of breaking down and her brain just stopped functioning altogether.

She ran towards her room without another word to Brie and grabs her phone which had no battery already. She hastily opened her side cabinet and took out her charger, plugging her phone immediately and waiting briefly for her phone to have enough battery to turn on.

“Why’d you run out of nowhere? Did you forget to delete your browser history or something–”

“I fucking texted the asshole yesterday,”

Brie raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that a good thing? Did he reply though?”

“I don’t know,” Laia checked her phone again and once she saw that it was on she immediately entered her pin and checked her messages. “He did,”

“Let me see!”

Laia frowns once she scrolled to the recent messages and saw how the asshole had unsent the message that he sent her.

A total of three messages were unsent. How the fuck was Laia supposed to know what was the content of the messages that the asshole sent her?

“What the hell?” Brie exclaims in disappointment. “Why did he unsent the messages?”

Laia placed her phone aside and sighed heavily. Brie settled on her side and gently pulled Laia to lean to her.

“He texted just a few minutes after you sent those messages,” Brie says after a few minutes of silence. “He unsent them a minute later,”

“I don’t care,” Laia replies but she did care. She wanted to know why Samuel unsent those messages. She wanted to know what the content of those unsent messages was. “I don’t care,”

Brie rested her head on Laia’s shoulder as she intertwined their hands. “Do you think Ame has something to do with it?”

“Why are you blaming her?”

“I don’t know,” Brie absentmindedly played with Laia’s fingers which had a few wounds from yesterday when she blindly searched for a new toothbrush. “I just don’t think that Sammy would do anything like this,”

“And yet he did,”

“I wonder what did he send to you,” Brie sighs. “Maybe he tried to explain his situation but decided against it at the last minute?”

“So he’s a coward?”

“Maybe he didn’t want you to worry about him,”

“Or maybe he doesn’t want me in his life anymore,” Laia fought back the feeling of loneliness that attempted to creep in once again. “Not that I care, he can disappear for all I care,”

Brie smiles at her sadly.. “And yet your eyes say the exact opposite of the words that came out of her mouth just now.”