Meant to be. Book 1. (COMPLETED)

Chapter 19. Fashion show/Fight.

Selena stood on the red carpet at the Victoria Secret fashion show, striking poses for the cameras after going to the women in music event last night. She smiled directly at the lenses and kept her gaze fixed ahead.

She also conducted interviews with the press. She made her way backstage.

She smiled softly, looking around and seeing some of her friends who were going to be on the runway. She ran a hand through her hair.

"Hey Gigi," She said as they hugged each other.

"Hey, I missed you Selena," Gigi said with a small smile, pulling away.

"I missed you too. I'm really excited to perform tonight," Selena replied, sitting down to talk to her friend.

"I can't wait to see you performing," Gigi said, getting her makeup done by someone else.

"I'm glad I'm doing this," Selena said.

"How are you and Eugenia doing?" Gigi asked.

"We're doing good. I'm sorry to hear about you and Joe," Selena said.

"It's okay. I'm just trying to become the best person I can be," Gigi replied.

"Same here, I love being with people I love," Selena explained, looking around the room.

"Are you okay Selena?" Gigi asked, getting worried.

"Just nervous. I realized it's going to be the first time I'll be performing any of these songs in front of a crowd," Selena said.

"You will do great out there Selena," Gigi said.

"Thanks. I will see you out there," Selena said.

"You're welcome," Gigi said.

She smiled and got ready to rehearse with a few of the models. She waited for her cue.

"Let's start," The producer said as the crew prepared for Selena's performance.

"I'm ready to go," She said.

She sang her songs "Me and My Girls" and "Hands to Myself" as the models walked. She watched the models walking.

She finished the rehearsal. She danced to the other performances.

Selena walked out when the show finished and clapped for models on the runway. She took a picture with Gigi, Kendall, and Andrea and posted it on IG with the caption "#vsfashionshow."

She attended the after party for a bit before walking out and heading to her hotel room. Upon opening the door, smiled and shut it behind her.

"Eugenia?" She called out, looking around the room and went into the bedroom.

She bit her lip. Her girlfriend was pacing back and forth, running her fingers through her dark locks.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her confusion evident on her face.

"Who and what is this?" Eugenia asked.

Eugenia couldn't believe her eyes as she saw her girlfriend holding hands with another man and sitting in his lap. Jealousy coursed through her veins as she hoped there was a good reason behind this dinner.

"It was just a friendly dinner," Selena said calmly, trying to diffuse the situation.

"People online are saying he's your boyfriend. What am I supposed to think when I see these pictures of you two together on his lap and holding his hand?" She raised her voice, throwing the phone on the bed and glaring at her.

"You are supposed to trust me on this, Eugenia. You know I would never cheat on you." She said reassuring her.

"Don't you dare touch me," Eugenia growled, pulling her arm back.

"I love you," Selena said, hoping to calm her down.

"I love you too," Eugenia replied, her voice softening.

As Eugenia walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her, Eugenia couldn't help but wonder if she could trust her girlfriend. She sighed softly.

As she sank into the plush couch, she couldn't help but bite her lip, hoping that this issue could be resolved swiftly. She ran a hand through her hair.

Just then, Eugenia returned, a bag of chips in hand, placing it on the counter before plopping down beside her. Turning to face her girlfriend, she mustered up the courage to speak.

"I'm sorry for freaking out. I'm just scared that you'll act single. It really bothers me," She confessed, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

"Hey, it's okay. I only want you." She said and kissed her softly.

"I'll try not to freak out again." Eugenia promised.

"That's all I ask," Her girlfriend replied, wrapping an arm around her waist.

As Selena wrapped a cozy blanket around them, they both drifted off to sleep, finding solace in each other's arms. But their peaceful slumber was soon interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Sel?" Someone called out, causing her to groggily open her eyes and rub them.

"Samuel," She said, sitting up on the couch to get a better look at her model friend.

Standing in front of her, he wore a wide smile, but as she turned to look at Eugenia, she gasped. Reacting instinctively, Eugenia sprung up from the couch and delivered a swift punch to Samuel's nose.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she watched her girlfriend, her hand still in the air, and the room filled with an uncomfortable silence. Samuel, clutching his nose in pain, broke the tension.

"What the hell is your fucking problem?!" He shouted, his voice filled with anger.

"Your my problem, you stupid asshole." She retorted.

Without another word, Eugenia stormed off to their room, slamming the door behind her. Selena followed, finding her sitting on the bed, trying to calm herself down.

Eugenia held her injured hand against her chest, examining it with a mix of frustration and determination. She didn't look at her.

"Babe," She whispered, her voice barely audible in the dimly lit room.

Eugenia, lost in her own thoughts, didn't bother turning around when she heard the door creak open. She chose to ignore her, the tension between them palpable.

"I'm going to sleep now," She announced, slipping under the covers and tightly shutting her eyes.

"I'm so sorry, baby," The brunette murmured, her voice filled with remorse.

"It's okay," She replied softly, her words barely reaching the air.

Selena, determined to make amends, began removing her makeup. As she climbed into bed, she gently wrapped an arm around Eugenia's waist, seeking solace in their connection.

Eventually, sleep claimed them both. Eugenia, however, lay awake, consumed by self-loathing for her outburst earlier.

She despised herself for allowing violence to seep into her life, a stark contrast to her professional demeanor. But as exhaustion finally overcame her, she drifted into a restless slumber, hoping for a fresh start in the morning.

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