Ezra's POV
I stare at the water dripping from the tap and sigh longingly, I'd rather be flushed away through this sinkhole than have to go out there again and pretend to love my life with my druggie friend, and I know I agreed to this stupid as hell side quest but I regret it so much. I wasn't even aware that Micah brought coke, shit, what if we get caught again. My dad would absolutely be disappointed. And unfortunately, there no stopping those people when they start.
Looking around the toilet, I notice how normal everything is, the normal sink, toilets and even tiles. It calms me a bit and gives me courage. I like things that are not too exaggerated, having to keep up the impression of materialist and money lord is exhausting, because I'm getting so tired of flashy sport cars, fake girls, and that billionaire lifestyle I'm so acquainted with.
I wash my hands again and prepare myself on what lie to tell Micah and the other guys and girls that tagged with us like I'm staying off coke because I have an important meeting later on. I wipe my hands and step out, I hear nothing. Which is weird because those guys are never silent. I walk towards the tables to see Kandra staring a girl down like she's the scum beneath her shoes. Typical Kandra. I literally don't even know why I tagged along for this but I guess it felt good to go somewhere without a five-star rating. I ask what's going on but I'm mentally cut off as the woman turns towards me and Kandra saunters over. Woah, she's beautiful, especially for someone working as a bartender. With her hazel eyes and pink lips, shed pass for a popular Hollywood actress. It's been a while since I saw a woman who I could for sure tell she was fully natural and honestly, I could look forever. I walk past her not before noticing a scent that surely belongs to her because Kandra and the others use cliché perfumes. Hers smell like subtle strawberries with a little sandalwood scent. Great. I'm sniffing the bartender now. Wait, was Kandra saying something? I barely hear her anymore; it's becoming a pain to listen to her though.
Basically, I just like her when she's in bed pleasuring me but her voice when she speaks to me is generally a pain, she's literally always trying to sleep with me, not that I'm complaining especially when I'm drunk or high. I stare at the woman in front of me while taking a sip of whiskey, somethings wrong, she looks like she might rain fire and brimstone at any moment but would rather keep it in a leash, I've never seen a smile so forced. And do I see a red handprint on her cheek or am I not seeing right? I open my mouth to ask again but I'm cut off by her abrupt bowing and fast walk-off. I bet Kandra had something to do with this. I stare at her for some time as she walks away.
"Something happen when I was gone?" I pick up my coat asking. "You didn't hear me?" I turn to Kandra who had her arms folded with a disapproving look on her face. "Sorry?". She rolls her eyes saying "I said I took care of it" Oh, that's what she was saying. Nodding "Okay I see, well I have to get going so I'll see you guys later" I say already walking off. "Wait where are you going?" "You're going already?" Kandra's inquiry clashes with Micah's question. "I have some work to do but ill be sure to let you guys know when next we can hangout again" I answer for both of them already halfway across the room. I'm stopped with a hand on my arm to see Kandra pouting at me, "But you promised me wed go home together, you know we have to keep up the idea were dating so it will be convincing enough for our parents". Yeah, that. Obviously, there's no billionaire spawn without arranged marriage, it's literally the worst thing my father has asked me to do for the company but I won't be surprised. His marriage as well is arranged. But this, this has to be another form of imprisonment. I don't think id be sane to marry someone like Kandra that probably has other guys than me and fucks too good.
"Yeah, our parents won't be mad, if you don't sleep with me for one night" I counter and shrug. She raises brow. Sighing, I say "Look Kandra, its okay for the both of us to have separate lives you don't have to pretend with it, I understand "I smile at her and urge her to join the others that were making toasts and drowning in alcohol, Oh the life of debauchery. With her eyes still narrowed at me, I slip away from the bar but not before looking around the bar hoping to catch one last glance at a certain dark-haired individual and being weirdly disappointed when I come out unsuccessful in my search. I literally have no idea why I'm even looking for her.
I pull my baseball cap further down and slip out without being noticed, I guess it wasn't a bad idea after all to choose a basic bar. You get to do basic things again. I take a deep breath then look around taking in the town like a drug. It was a beautiful town, I couldn't deny. It felt good taking in the spring leaves on trees and the apartment buildings with tiled road that led deeper into the town The weather was both sunny and cool. I exhaled then walked to my car. I have to actually go for meeting, although I postponed it to next week but ill let the individuals, I'm supposed to meet with that I'm available now.
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I walk into my penthouse, taking of my baseball cap and shoes. We just concluded the final meeting, and it took some time. I hope the funding event we are doing for a new movie that's coming out in a few months. Were inviting some top actors and actresses with other excusive invites. Dad wanted me to organize the event myself with some of our shareholders at the company because I'll soon be taking over the company. Finally, dad is retiring. Mum is ecstatic, she's always hated when dad is too busy and overworked, which was most of time anyway. But now they can both enjoy retirement. I was ready for this, in fact, I was born ready and lately I've been drowning in way too much sex and drugs, I'm ready to have a purpose even if I have to walk that path alone.
I walk to the kitchen and check if the chef cooked anything that I'm feeling like eating. I plate some mac and cheese, eat in the quiet of the house and scroll through my phone. I then see that I've been invited to a house party by one of my college acquaintances from Stanford. No party without the golden boy, right? I sigh, do I really want to go, I might have in the past but now it just seems like a hassle. Ill have to go and pretend like I'm enjoying myself and end up drunk and high with a girl I'll never remember again. Yeah no, I'm going to pass. I ignore the message and keep scrolling. I see one from my elder sister asking me if I've heard from her asshole husband. I mean I'm bad and I admit it but Felix is way worse than me because he's married to my sister yet that fucker sleeps around with anything that moves, while lying to my sister, not that she doesn't suspect but she won't even admit it. Christ, the Roth family has to be so fucked up. I send her a quick no because Lord knows I better NOT hear from that douche.
I take a quick shower and decide that I'm just going to gym and rest tomorrow before the event next tomorrow. I realize I'm so tired and climb unto bed, thank God I didn't do coke today. Then with image of long dark hair, I fall deep into sleep.