Clarke and Emory met a few weeks ago and hit it off instantly. They have been best friends ever since. Emory however has had eyes for Clarke a lot longer the just a few weeks. An attempt to impress Clarke back fires and changes things for the both o...
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Back at the hotel room. Janet, Clarke and Gil were still trying to come down from all of the hype. They had music going and Gil even got Janet to have a few glasses of champagne with him and Clarke.
Clarke picked up her phone. She'd had three missed calls from Emory and a text message that she didn't bother to check.
"Shit, Ems." She put her hand on her head.
"Yeah," Gil cut his eyes over at Janet for a moment then back to Clarke. "What happened to her tonight?"
"She is going to be so upset with me. I asked her to be my plus one and then forgot completely that she was even there."
Janet sipped her champagne and sat the glass down. She didn't drink very often, so her head was spinning just a bit.
"I have to get out of these clothes guys. I'll be right back." High heels in hand, she walked over to Clarke,gave her a soft sweet kiss and kneeled next to her. "Will you spend the night with me tonight?"
Clarke smiled. Janet was breathtaking. "I would love to." She replied. Janet kissed her again before heading for the bedroom to change.
As soon as she left the room, Gil threw a pillow over at Clarke.
"Hey!" Clarke responded. "What was that for?"
"Emory??" Gil walked over and plopped down on the couch next to her.
"What about her?" Clarke asked knowing full and well what he meant. "Gil she is my friend. Without her none of this would've happened."
"Honey you can not be this naive. That girl likes you, A LOT. You need to get a grip on it, before she fucks up something good for you." Gil said pointing toward the bedroom. "And you don't owe Emory shit. You been the one slaving in rehearsals, all she did was introduce you."
Clarke looked down at her hands. Emory was her friend, she didn't want to do her wrong.
"Do you like her?" Gil asked. "And you better be honest with me."
"No! Of course not man. Not at all, only as a friend." She put her head in her hands feeling the drinks she's had. "Gil I️ have never felt this before in my entire life. I've connected with people but what I feel with Janet blows my mind." Clarke paused for a moment. She made eye contact with him for the first time since he'd said Emory's name. "I think I'm in love with her."
He looked at her seriously. "You think?" He asked.
"I know I am." Clarke replied.
"Then you have to tell her Clarke and you need to handle this thing with Emory. It will only cause you problems and scare Janet away. She does not like drama."
Clarke nodded. She knew he was right. She wrapped her arms around Gil and hugged him tight. "Do you really think would consider something serious with me Gil? Am I good enough for her?"
Gil pulled back and put his hands on Clarke's cheeks. "Babe, have you seen the way that woman looks at you?" They both smiled.
Janet's room door flew open, hitting the wall behind it hard. She stormed into the living room, clearly very upset. "Is this all I am to you Clarke? Huh?"
Gil and Clarke stood up. Gil immediately went to Janet's side. "Hold on, tell me what's going on?" Hands shaking, she unlocked her phone and handed it to Gil. He looked up at Clarke a bit confused.
"Jimmy texted me just now. Apparently Clarke made a bet with Emory? 5 minutes alone with me and I'd be yours? Is that what this is to you Clarke? A fucking BET!"
Clarke jumped at the sudden raise in Janet's voice. She looked horrified as she held her hand up in defense. "Janet, I can explain."
"No, I don't want your fucking explanation or excuses Clarke." The look on Janet's face made Clarke feel sick. "I thought you were different." Janet continued as she started to cry. "But you're just like everyone else."
Clarke stepped closer to her and held her out hand. "Janet please, just let me explain."
"I want you to leave Clarke." Janet said and turned her back.
"Baby please." Clarke said. She looked over at Gil with desperation in her eyes. "Gil?" He shook his head.
Clarke grabbed her jacket and headed for the door. She looked back at Janet. Gil held her while she sobbed in his arms. Focusing down at the floor, Clarke walked out of the hotel room and let the door close behind her.
