Emotionless Attachment

Gwyneth’s POV

“Are you really sure you’re not going to attend the party at Denver’s house?” Zaina asked me as we walk down the corridor.

We just ended our class sooner than I expected. Our professor got a call from our school administrator, telling him that there will be an emergency meeting together with other faculties, the reason why he dismissed us earlier. 

“I'm gonna be busy tonight, you know doing usual stuffs and all.” I replied

I don’t have much time to have fun, besides, I have an appointment later with one of my client.

“But this is the first time Denver got a ball to invite us. It will be put to waste if you’re not gonna come.” She tugged the hem of my top, pouting her lips on the process whilst gazing up at me with those puppy dog eyes. “Accompany me later, please.”

“I can't .”

“Even just for an hour?” she pleaded.

Zaina knew that I live independently. Both of my parents passed away when I was in grade school, so I was forced to live with my aunt up until I turned sixteen. The day after, I decided to move in to my not so spacious apartment. She’s also aware that studies and work are my priorities as of now, but here she is, giving her best shot just so I could accompany her to some pointless party. 

“No worries, I’ll pay you so that your time will not put on waste.” she insisted.

I paused for a moment and move my gaze towards her, arching my perfectly shaped brow. “When did you set an appointment with me again? Even if you’ll pay me big-time, my decision is firm. I'm still not gonna come with you because my time was already promised to someone else.” I said, finality is pretty evident in my tone.

She pouted her tubby lips once again, wearing long face as she keep a little distance from me. “I got this feeling that you love your 'countless contract boyfriends' more than me.” She crossed her puny arms over her chest whilst rolling her eyes as she emphasized the word ‘countless contract boyfriends’.

This brat. Ugh! 

“Yes, I love my job more than you indeed!” I teased her even more, earning playful punches from her.

‘Girlfriend for rent’ that’s what other people used to call me. Random men rented and paid me good for my service, depending on the contract we agreed upon. Mostly; escorting them to some luxurious events, meeting their relatives, and even introduced me as their girlfriend to their parents. Stuffs like those, except the ‘get down and dirty’ thing which is a hell no for me. 

“By the way, I’ll get going. I had to return this to the library.” I said while raising the book that I borrowed yesterday. “Adios amega!” 

I went straightforward and left her before she could utter a word. I don’t wanna hear her ceaseless begging and pleading for my presence tonight. 

Fortunately, I didn’t hear any of her complaints even after I got few meters away from her. Well, that’s just strange, knowing she was born with a machine gun mouth. Always nosy, loud, and intrusive. Hopefully, she'll always behave this way so I don’t have to worry about her, making raucous noise when we are in public.

I continued walking until I made it far away from her. I took my phone out of my bag and checked the current time when I suddenly heard someone calling my name.

“Gwyn!” Called the familiar silvery voice, approaching near me.

I forced a smile before answering him. “What’s up? Do you need something?” I asked Denver headlong.

I saw him scratched his nape, a cue that he’s a bit mousy. “Z-Zaina told me that you’re going to my party tonight.” He stammered pretty well.

“I’m sorry but attending parties is not my thing.” I lied just to make myself clear to him.

I kept walking so he is.

“Are you busy later?” he asked.

“Sort of.”

Actually, I’m not really close to Denver. I met him a month ago because he was a good friend of my former client. We’re just mere acquaintance. 

“Is that so?” there’s a hint of sadness in his voice.

What the hell is wrong with these people? Can't they continue the freaking party without my company? Tch. 

“Yeah,” I simply replied. I turned to face him and forced my smile again, “Anyways, I have to head-on. I still have urgent things to put off, bye.” I said, and without further notice, I turned my back to walk away. 

I could sense his intense gaze burning holes in my back, but I could care less. I rushed out and left him there, heading straight to the polar building where our school library was located.

Halfway there, I unexpectedly heard faint bickering of two students not too far from where I am.

“No! I can’t afford to lose you, babe.” An agonizing voice that certainly belongs to someone I knew.

She’s Allaine Bracken, the University's queen bee. She got the looks and vogue that you would die to have. Many envied her beauty, but her attitude is as stinky as a rotten junk. Mind you, she's the most annoying person I've ever met.

“We must put an end to this shit. After all, I was only forced by my parents to put up with you for some damn reasons. I already have a girlfriend and I don’t want you to meddle with us.” Kalex replied, the campus king slash the jock.

I don't see any reason for them to be considered as campus king and queen. They're way too far from that. Well, anyways that's not my damn business.

Since I'm so bored to mind about their rubbish break up talk, I heedlessly went past them only to be held back by a brawny arms that undoubtedly belongs to none other than, Kalex Fuevo.

"She’s my girlfriend.” I felt Kalex's protective hands on my shoulder, pulling me closer to him as if his life depends on it. 

Why am I taking share into their arguments all of a sudden?

“She’s not your girlfriend, she’s nothing but a complete whore!” Allaine was about to pull my hair when I preceded and landed my dainty palm on her hideous face.

I was paid by random men, and there's no point making myself palatable, but duh! I never let those men use my body to prop up their filthy desires. This rubbish tampon just getting into my nerves!

“You’re a raunchy whore!” she yelled while holding her face where my palm landed. Serves her right.

I leisurely unclasp Kalex’s hand from my shoulder and without further ado, I clung my delicate arms around his neck, riling the bitch in the process.

“So what? Atleast I got something out of it. What about you dear? I've heard you're the City's promiscuous bloodsucker bitch who slept around with countless elderly men. What makes you think you're any purer than me? Have you ever tried looking at yourself in the mirror? You're nothing but a passing fad, so shut the hell up!” 

She knitted her evil excuse of an eyebrow with her mouth hanged open. She’s gone dumb, I see.

“That’s enough.” Kalex interrupted.

“My god Kalex! If you're that desperate to find a new girl, I'm begging you to find someone decent, not this girl.” 

She loves insulting me, huh. What an ass.

“I smell another kind of stupidity.” I uttered.

I unhitch myself from Kalex and face the bitch. “Listen up sweetie, try to think of a better insult and make sure it doesn't describe yourself. It's pretty shallow." I finished with a smirk plastered on my unmarred face.

I hold Kalex’s hand and pulled him as we scrammed away from his ex. 

“You're gonna pay for this!” she yelled.

Well, Kalex will pay me good later, thanks for reminding me, bitch. 

I just smirked because this time, I won against the campus queen. It feels good to act bitchy with class.

“Thanks, by the way.” 

I cast my gaze to Kalex and frowned at him. “two hundred dollars.” I simply said.

“What?” he seemed baffled for a minute before he let go of me.

“You need to pay me for hauling me into that kind of mess. I did you a favor, but it’s not for free, man.”

I heard him laugh like a snorting pig whilst shaking his head.

“So it’s true. I’ve heard a lot about you.” he smugly smiled at me. “Can I rent you as my girlfriend?” he then asked.

“As long as you’ll pay me good, I'm up for it.”

It’s easy to negotiate with me when it comes to money.