Where I Belong

Torture- edited

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xoxo,

rF

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After splitting potato skins with cheese and bacon and downing a few beers, Jen and I were on our way to meet up with Ri at the hair salon. Jen figured we'd be early since we still had 45 minutes.

"I'm going to drop you off, and then I have to go pick up Ri's dress." Jen said as we met up with Jeff. We climbed into the car and sped off in the right direction, passing Central Park once more.

"Oh, ok. What should I do with these?" I asked, nudging the bags on the floor with my foot.

Jen checked her watch, "Well we have enough time for you to drop them off at the hotel if you want? You can stash them in the closet or something."

"Oh, yeah. That's perfect!" I smiled. We changed route and ended up in front of the hotel, where paprazzi were lined up

"Fuck. They figured out she was here." Jen muttered, taking a pair of sunglasses out, "Do the pap recognize you?"

"I have no idea..." I murmured, putting my Ray Bans on.

"Well, better safe than sorry." Jen giggled as the car pulled up to a stop outside the hotel.

The minute I opened the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk, the La Perla and Louboutin bags in my hands. I was flooded with questions and blinded by photographers.

"You're Rihanna's girlfriend, right?" someone called.

"Is this a temporary thing for RiRi?" another asked.

Jen joined me on the sidewalk and took me by the elbow, leading me inside. She was carrying my dress in her other hand.

"So yes, they know who you are now." Jen giggled as we took off our glasses. I found a room key in my purse as we waited for the elevators.

"Oh God..." I giggled. "So what? No privacy starting now?"

"Starting now." Jen assured me. The elevator doors binged open and we stepped inside. I swiped the room key and pressed the Penthouse button.

"Tonight is drawing nearer...!" Jen sang.

"I am so fucking excited!" I grinned, jumping up and down.

"You should be. They're a ton of fun." she smiled. The elevator doors binged open again and we stepped out. I swiped the room key again and the grand white door opened.

"Oh shit..." Jen giggled. "Shower's on. She's home."

I listened and heard water running from the bathroom.

"Be quick..." Jen murmured, looking at her watch. "Ok, I'm off to go pick up her dress. If Ri asks, just tell her that."

"Ok, I will! Thank you so much." I said, hugging her, "For everything!"

"We had fun!" Jen smiled, "I'm glad Ri has you."

"Thank you, Jen." I said, returning her smile. And with that, she spun on her heel and left.

I snuck into the bedroom right as the shower turned off.

"Shit." I muttered, desperately trying to hide the La Perla bag.

I ran towards the closet and opened it. Of course Ri decided to unpack everything. No room in there.

I shut it rather loudly and regretted it.