Flowers

VALENTINA RODRIGUEZ POV

Who loves flowers?

I did. I brought a lot of it, and the robot workers will do the work on planting it.

Cleaning the house and planting a flower. Cool, right?

I don’t want to talk about how beautiful the decorations in my house are. That’s a lot of crap. (A/N: No offence)

I grab my phone and step out of the car. I put my finger on the fingerprints tab to open the gate. Right when I am fully inside, the gate closed on its own.

I walk along the decorated pavement before climbing the short stairs leading to my mansion entrance door. Unlike the gates, I have to reach for my keycard to open it. I step into the house and switch on the light located near the door.

I ascend the staircase while opening my gang phone passwords. Reaching the top floor, I turn right and walk past nine doors before stopping in front of the big doors.

I open it and glance on my phone. Wow! Forty-two missed calls, all from the guys.

I open my other phone and frown. Two missed calls from Kayden.

I scoff, knowing very well right now that he wouldn't care if I'm gone.

I close the door and walk to my king size bed. I throw the phone on my bed, grab a towel, and head to the bathroom.

I strip and get into the bathtub. After 20 minutes of doing my business, I got out and dried myself. I walk out of the room and step into another room, my closet.

I grab a black bra with matching underwear. Grabbing a black tank top and short grey pants, I slide into the clothes.

I walk towards the bed and grab my phone. I put it on the nightstand to charge it before I lay on the bed. After pressing a button on the light remote control, the place is now in dim light.

I grab the duvet and close my eyes, ready to sleep when my phone rang.

Dang!

I discharged it and saw Nancy’s name on the screen. Sliding my finger on the screen, I put the phone on my ear.

“Hello,” I greeted her.

“Hey, Vale,” Her voice seems distant.

“Yeah, what’s up?” I yawn.

“Do you want to join me at Remy’s house party? ”

“I’m sorry, Nane. I’m sleepy,”

I can hear loud music reverberating in the background.

“Oh, come on! You haven’t come to any parties since last month. Plus, I need a ride home, please? ”

I snicker at her. I can hardly visualise her face pouting at me.

“Where’s your car anyway? ”

“Vale, you did know I can’t drive when I’m drunk, ”

“So, don’t get drunk, missy, ”

“No way. I wanted to get drunk as much as I can tonight! ” She complained.

“Jeez, how did you end up there anyway? ”

“Mayla made me go, ”

“Told her to drive you home? ”

“Yuck! No. She’s busy eating her boyfriend’s face before we arrive at Remy’s house. What do you think they’ll do if they drive back home? Please, Vale. I need you, ”

“You need a ride? Or you need me beside you because you’re shy at the hot Brian you always brag about? Wait, don’t tell me he’s there too?”

She scoffed.

“I need you with or without reason, woman. So, come here, or I’ll tell the angry boss that you don’t want to work anymore,”

I groan, annoyed before I sat up on the bed. She chuckles, knowing that she got me. The angry boss is the term we use to call the manager where we work.

“Okay, okay. Fine, I’m coming,”

I roll my eyes and end the calls. I press the light remote control and put back the room into a bright light.

I walk to the closet, grabbing a red mid-thigh skirt, and slide off my short pants before wearing it, not bothering to change my white tank top.

I walk to my make up table, picking a red lipstick and some eyeliner. I don’t wear much makeup considering I will only st or drank one or two to watch over Nancy.

I grab my phone, my bag, and car keys. I slid my foot on my black stiletto before storming out of the house.

I walk to my garage, which contained at least ten of the brand new car in the world, and chose my red hot Ferrari.

Pfft.

I unlock the car and pull the door handle and sat on the driver’s seat, making my way to Remy’s house.