Tessa's P.O.V:
I turn to my right and fall face down on the floor with the blanket wrapped around my body. I let out a frustrated breath as I turn on my back and look around the room.
I fell asleep on the couch last night and I guess Marshall took the bed. He didn't bother coming back to talk and apologise but then again, he's Marshall Mathers. He doesn't even know the definition of that word.
Sighing, I get off the ground and sit back down on the couch as I yawn and tie my hair in a loose bun. I stand up from my seat and slowly pull open the curtins, letting the sun brighten up the room.
I make my way towards the bedroom door slowly and open it as quietly as I can. I peak my head in to find it empty. I open it more and walk towards the closet.
I pick out a pair of leggings and a white top since i'm only staying at the hotel anyway. I grab my towel and look through my suitcase for my underwear. Once I find a pair, I zip up the suitcase and stand up.
The door to the ensuit opens and Marshall walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist as he fixes the chain on his wrist. Just when I open my mouth to speak, Marshall looks away and walk past me.
The silent treatment? Really?!
I roll my eyes and walk into the steamy bathroom. If Marshall wants to hold a grudge and act like a bitch then that's fine. I don't want to talk to him if he doesn't want to talk to me.
Once i'm done having a wash, I quickly step out the shower and dry my body before I get dressed. I pick up my dirty clothes and chuck them in the laundry basket, ontop of Marshall's.
I make my way out and notice Marshall walk into the closet. I choose to ignore him and walk over to my dressing table to apply on my make up for today.
I dip my head down and take off my towel off my head and throw it on the bed as I blow dry my hair and brush it. I stand up from my seat and walk out to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee and one for Marshall too incase he has it.
"Your manager's on the phone." Marshall mumbles and chucks me the hotel room phone. I catch it and turn my back towards him and lean against the kitchen top as I place the phone next to my ear.
"Hey, Leroy." I sigh.
"YOU MESSED UP BIG TIME TESSA SANCHEZ BLACK!!" Leroy shouts making me move the phone away from my ear quickly.
"Calm the hell down." I shout into the phone.
"Calm down? Calm fucking down!" Leroy shouts.
"Leroy, honey. Calm yourself." I hear his wife say in the background.
"Oh cool, Mrs Tatum's back from Greece?" I say as I jump up on the counter and cross my right leg over my left. I drink from the cup as I wait for Leroy to speak.
"Never mind that!" Leroy tuts. "You're all over the media, Tessa!" He sighs.
"News flash, Leroy. I'm all over media everyday." I roll my eyes.
"Stop making a joke out of this." Leroy snaps. "You're supposed to be engaged and you're kissing another guy?" He shouts.
"Well you were the one that wanted me to get publicity, Leory. I just helped you out." I joke.
"Stop making fun of this. I don't want this kind of publicity for you." Leroy says. "Tessa, you're already being called a cheater again!" Leroy snaps.
I go quiet for a few minutes when that sentence comes out from his lips, its been a few weeks since people stopped hating on me and calling me a cheater but now all these rumors are going to start all over again.
Wow, Tess. Way to go!
"Leroy, I didn't mean to.." I trail of and let out a sigh.
"I know." He sighs. "I known yoy didn't mean to do anything wrong, Tessa. But you have to be careful!" He adds.
"What happens now?" I ask. Leroy lets out a sigh and goes quiet for a few minutes.
"We wait for the world to move on from this." Leroy says.
"Leroy. I'm going to get alot of hate. There must be something I can-" I start but he cuts me off.
"Jennifer Lopez is having a party and guess what..." Leroy trails off.
"What?" I ask.
"Shh..Hold on." He mumbles making me sigh in response. "You're a VIP guest!" He says happily.
"Leroy." I huff.
"Just go with Marshall and act like a normal couple and the world will be on your side again. The music will be playing in heaven again." He says.
"Like a couple?" I repeat slowly.
"Yeah. You do it all the time with Marshall. It should be easy." Leroy explains.
"Could you tell him yourself about this party?" I ask.
"Why? Something happened between you two?" Leroy asks.
I keep quiet and don't reply. Leroy is like a overprotective father. If he finds out about me and Marshall having a little fun or if he finds out about us arguing, well lets just say he won't stop with the shouting and lectures.
"No. Why would you think that?" I ask him after a while.
"Tessa..." Leroy trails off.
"Nothing happened between us." I sigh.
"Promise?" Leroy says and waits for me to reply. I cross my fingers together and hold it up to my face.
"I promise." I sigh. I hear Marshall come out from his room and walk towards the kitchen area to the fridge.
"Alright. I'll catch you later, kiddo." Leory sighs.
"Bye, love you." I mumble.
"Love you too. Bye." And with that he hangs up. Marshall turns his back towards me and goes through the fridge.
He can hold a grudge, I don't give a shit. We can keep ignoring eachother. When we go back to his place, i'm just going to stay in my room and avoid him. Just when i'm about to jump of the counter, the phone starts to ring again.
"Hello?" I pick up the phone.
"Hi, Miss Black, there's a call from Nathan for you." The receptionist says.
"Me?" I question.
"Yes. He asked for you." The receptionist confirms.
"Uhr, put him through." I say in confusion. There's a long beep noise before Nathan speaks.
"Tessa?" Nathan questions.
"Yeah, it's me. Hey." I say awkwardly. Marshall glances at me, clearly wanting to know who i'm talking to.
"We're fucked, Tessa!" Nathan says, his voice cracking near the end. I jump of the counter quickly and walk to the bedroom area and close the door behind me.
"Nathan, what's going on?" I hiss through the phone.
"We....We...S-someone called the cops at Marshall's house." He stumbles over his word.
"Why. There's nothing illegal in that house..." I say in confusion. Nathan doesn't reply. "Nathan...Is there something in the house that shouldn't be there?" I ask.
"There's, uhrmmm..." Nathan mumbles nervously.
"Nathan, i'm the one that gave you permission to invite people over and Marshall's already in mad at me. So, i'll ask again." I sigh. "Is there something in the house that shouldn't be there?" I repeat.
"Someone bought weed to the party." He says quickly.
Godamn it!
"Alright...Uh.." I go quiet as I pace up and down the room, deciding what to do. "Where are the cops now?" I ask.
"Searching the living room area." He says nervously.
"Damn it, Nate!" I huff.
"I'm sorry, Tessa. I didn't mean for this to happen." He sighs.
"I know you didn't." I mumble. "Is there security by you?" I ask.
"Yeah." Nathan replys.
"Right, Okay. Uhrm, pass the phone to him." I instruct as I tap my fingers on the dressing table. The phone gets passed to the security guard.
"Miss Black, we have a problem with Nathan." The security sighs.
"I know." I huff. "Who am I talking to?" I ask.
"Dean." He answers.
"Okay, Deen. A friend of mine is a lawyer, his names Nick Demore. You need to let him through the gates. Okay?" I order.
"Yes, Miss Black." The security replys.
"Okay and the next favour is going to be a big one, Dean." I say nervously.
"I'm listening." He mumbles.
"I need you to get the drugs from Nathan and hide them. I don't care if you place them in my room just hide them or give them to Nick. But don't let anyone see you." I say slowly and quietly so Marshall doesn't hear and so that Dean understands.
"Uhr..." Dean sighs.
"There's a silver jewellery box under my shelf in my closet. Place the drugs in there." I say sternly.
"Okay. That seems safer." He sighs.
"Thank you. Where's Nathan now?" I ask.
"Talking to a cop." He says after a while.
"Okay. Okay we need to distract the main cop that's searching everything and hand him the phone." I instruct.
"Okay. Where's Mr Mathers?" Dean asks.
"He doesn't need to know about this, i'm sure you can understand why." I reply. The phone gets passed around for a few minutes until someone finally speaks.
"Hello?" A man speaks and he doesn't sound too happy.
"Hi, This is Tessa Black. I'm uhr, Nathan's carer." I say nervously.
"You don't sound so convincing, how do you really know him?" He sighs.
"I'm his brother's fiancé." I sigh. "But Marshall looks after him so i'm like family." I lie.
"Miss Black." The man sighs. "You do understand that we might have to take Nathan in, right?" The officer says.
"And why's that?" I ask panicking. "You haven't found anything." I shrug, hoping that Deans has the drugs sorted.
"I need to speak to my client." I hear Nick say in the background. God, it's so good to hear his voice.
"Who are you?" The officer asks.
"Laywer." Nick says before he takes the phone and starts to speak. "Tessa, What the fuck..." Nick whispers.
"I'm sorry, Nick. I didn't know what to do." I say.
"I got it sorted." Nick mumbles.
"You do understand that although we haven't found the drugs yet, your client can get arrested for leaving the boy on his own." The officer says.
Shit.
"That's not true, officer." Nick says. "I'm uhr-" Nick starts.
"Nathan." I says quickly.
"I'm Nathan's uhrm, babysitter whilst Miss Black and Mr Mathers are on a..work visit..." He says the last bit slowly.
"I owe you big time!" I sigh.
"You do. I had to find out about your engagement form the news by the way, is that a way to treat your ex boyfriend?" Nick says. I chuckle in response and shake my head.
"Thank you." I smile.
"Thank me with lunch." He says.
"Sounds good." I agree. "Explain to me what's going to happen with Nathan?" I ask.
Nick and I talk on the phone for the past hour. He wasn't really happy about hiding the drugs but he promised me he would take care of things and knowing Nick, he never breaks his promise.
Once the call ends I sigh in response and drop down on the bed. Marshall's already mad at me and this really isn't going to help if he finds out. Hopefully the cops don't get in touch with him.
"The cars going to be here at 8." Marshall mumbles as he walks in.
"What?" I ask as I sit up. Marshall walks into the closet and comes out with a red hoodie.
"Leroy told me about the party." He sighs. "Be ready by 8." He adds as he walks away.
"Where are you going?" I ask him as I walk after him. Marshall doesn't say anything and walks out the hotel room and slams the door behind him with a loud bang.
Fucking dickhead...
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