Chapter 67: The Greatest Part 1
"And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had
And what was left after that too, oh.
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back
Struck from a great height
By someone who should know better than that"
Florence And The Machine - Dog Days Are Over
Chapter 32 - The Greatest
When I was fifteen and a chubby girl who wore frilly dresses and pants with rubber bands, I had a secret pleasure, I bought fashion magazines, I remember the various Vogues I collected under the bed. I would look at the covers, the stories about luxurious homes and about celebrity romance, I kept dreaming of the day I would be in them, which would be my home, my romance and it would be me on the cover. Now years had passed, and those dreams had come true, I would be on the cover of Elle in the month of February, as the new face of fashion.
Me, Debbie, Lizzie, Tessa and Miranda are scattered around the penthouse room, eating some snacks Alice made for our sleepover, party in celebration of my cover. Even the cat is enjoying it, Lizzie has been petting the little addict for over ten minutes, the little animal has curled up in her lap and apparently doesn't plan to leave. It's been a week since New Year's Eve, 2017 has arrived promising literally Lizzie is telling us about the visit she made to her family at the turn of the year.
" Well, besides the hoax of Fredd and Colonel Parker, the trip was wonderful, it was great to see Kath and my mother, meet my niece, Jully and Patrick. " Lizzie mentions that last name with a big smile, which doesn't go unnoticed by anyone.
"Patrick? You didn't mention that face before, now you talk about him with that little smile, what's hiding Lizzie? Tessa questions before taking a long sip of her champagne.
"And Kath's brother-in-law, a really nice guy.
"Lizzie, cut that one, tell me soon, did you stay or didn't you?" Debbie asks smiling, settling down on the couch.
" Girls, from her face, it's pretty obvious that something happened. " Miranda claims grabbing another cupcake.
"Are you now from the CIA or the FBI?" Lizzie asks laughing. "Okay, I'll tell you." She pauses dramatically before starting. "He is 37 years old, contractor, strong and very handsome, I told him I was transgender and he accepted it very well, said I was very beautiful. We end up having relationships, and what relationships! What a man!
" Do we have a new couple in the area? " I ask smiling, looking at Lizzie.
"I don't know yet, we're getting to know each other, and in a few months I'll have the surgery, everything can change." Speak, all mysterious.
" Lizzie full of secrets, the mysterious one. " Tessa laughs. "Shifting the focus of the subject a bit, did you hear about Melanie Kliffer? It's been rumored that she and Tristan Helmut are splitting up.
So back to gossip, Melanie is the editor of The Griffith, a competitor of Empire Kross Magazine, lives talking bad about everything and everyone, but apparently, this time she was going to get along, her marriage has lasted ten years, a divorce can end her.
"Isn't that the one that makes that Australian saradão?" Miranda asks, trying to settle where she is sitting with her huge belly, her baby will be born in March, my beautiful goddaughter.
Lizzie nodded, looking at Miranda.
" If she doesn't give him what he wants, that guy is going to throw her name in the mud, I don't doubt he's blackmailing her or something. " She completes, looking at them all.
"It must be, he's a bigger brand scoundrel, but Melanie isn't silly, never plays to lose, must be getting one of the big ones ready for him.
" The hoax deserves it. " Lizzie says smiling. "But let's get back to the focus of this celebration, our friend is going to be on the cover of one of the biggest magazines, after ours, in the world.
" True, a toast to our talented, multifunctional and beautiful Ella. " Toast Miranda smiling. After the toast, we started talking about cover details among other subjects.
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I wake up to the sunlight hitting my face and a potentially killer hangover, I sit on the living room couch looking around and see my friends lying on the other couches, Lizzie is holding a bottle of champagne while the cat is lying on top of her head.
I mentally thank you for it being a beautiful Saturday morning and not a weekday, because last night, Tessa, me and Lizzie drank two bottles of champagne by ourselves, while Miranda and Debbie drank juice, I should have stayed in the juice next to them, I think as I get up half staggering.
The apartment is quiet as I walk to my room, John must not be home, I don't remember seeing him arrive, but the bed is messy and the shower water turned on. I lock the door to our room before I take off my pajamas and go into the bathroom.
I stop at the door and see John totally naked under the shower water jet. I've been with John for almost six months, but sometimes I find myself thinking about how lucky I was to win over such a hot man. I look down at his wide, muscle-cluttered back, down to his wonderful ass and smile, walk over to the box, open the door and walk in, closing it soon after. John looks over his shoulder at me and smiles in a naughty way, he's growing a beard, making it even more delicious.