Chapter 54
“What do you mean empty?” She tilted her head at him.
“It’s empty, as there’s nothing in there- nada. There’s not even carpet in the room anymore,” he said slowly with his eyes staying on hers.
“No,” she said, shaking her head.
“Benjamin slept there last night,” she carried on but Ron just gave her a sympathetic look. She jumped up, but fell back down as a pain shot through her
ankle.
“Hey, sit back down, Ron pleaded as he rubbed her back.
“I want to look; it has to be there!”
“It’s not,” Ron replied, clasping her hand. “I may be a twat at times, but there’s no way I would miss a whole bedroom set.”
She turned and looked at him. “Where the hell is it and who put this up?” she asked, pointing at the computer.
“There’s more, Ron whispered.
“What?” she asked and he sighed.
“This was a bad idea,” he said under his breath, pulling at his hair. “I was on a dating site the other night putting up a fake profile for Keira.” Pandora gave him a displeased look, but he chuckled lightly.
“Anyway, I was looking at other females‘ profiles to get a feel of the shit they put up. He stopped and looked at her, but she just stared at him because she had no idea what he was going on about. “While I was on there, I came across your profile.
“My profile? I don’t…” She stopped and glared at Ron.
“You better not have made me one!” she yelled at him.
“I wouldn’t do that to you, Pandora. Keira, yeah, of course, I would. Don’t get me wrong, I love Keira and all, but she’s fucking scary when she’s pissed. I just love to pull her chain, you know that. Besides, I know she will sit beside me and laugh at the guys who message her. But you, you’re like my little sister.”
Pandora snorted but nodded at him.
“I wouldn’t do this to you. I know what Derrik put you through and there is no way any of the yahoos on there are good enough for you.”
Pandora let out a shaky breath. “What’s on it?”
“You don’t have to look.”
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She covered the top of Ron’s hand. They may not have always been the best of friends, but over the last three years he had been with Keira, and more so over this last year, he had become a dear friend. He was one person she knew always had her back and would watch out for her.
“I do, I need to see,” she told him.
War and shout a
Ron sighed and leaned in, giving the side of her head a kiss before picking up the laptop. He tapped a few times and then turned the screen around to her. The first thing she saw was a photo of her that seemed to have been photoshopped.
It was her head on another body in underwear, posing clothes sizes larger than her usual size. There was also something strange about her face, it looked distorted. She looked away from the photo and started to on the sofa. Her body looked chunky–not pregnant–just obese. She looked to be at least ten to twelve read the profile.
Her name,
,birthd
and height were given properly. But the next bit spoke about how she was fat and selfish and rich but liked to humiliate people for a living. The last bit about all her friends being lesbians and freaky caught her off guard. Especially the mention of Ron. He was made out to be the beard and the fairy boy who
ould be the shoulder to cry on when the girls were on their periods. The language was so degrading and Pandora gasped.
She felt her eyes widen. “I would never!” she said, looking at him as she shook her head. She would never say such awful things about her friends. The grammar told her who did.
This was Derrik, but why… why would he do this?‘ she asked as she started to sob. “This is getting to be too much, Ron. I just don’t know what to do. I didn’t cheat on him. He cheated on me. I fucking gave him every part of me for so many goddamn years, and this is how he repays me?” she yelled, no longer feeling sad, but rage.
“Why won’t he let go? Why is he now bringing you, Keira, and Sia into it?”
Ron shook his head and pulled her into his arms. “Come on, settle down. Your mood swings are giving me whiplash,” Ron chuckled at the end as if he was trying to get the mood lightened.
“I’m giving you whiplash? What about me? I am the one that’s going from one extreme to another,” she groaned. “Now I need the toilet!”
Ron laughed and picked her up.
“I can walk!” she muttered as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“No you can’t… the doc said so, and he’s already pissed at me for some reason.”
Pandora sighed in defeat and let him carry her. He placed her down in front of the toilet and moved to the door, keeping it ajar. “What do you say about a slumber party? I can call the girls to come. You can do each other’s hair, give each other massages, paint each other’s nails, watch some films, and eat a load of junk food?”
Pandora wanted to make a snarky comment but his idea was welcome. “Sounds good… and I am done.”
Ron walked back in, giving her a wink as he helped her to the sink. “That’s my girl, and I can’t wait. This will be my first slumber party.”
She turned to look at him with her brow raised.
“I have to be here, I mean, I know Keira can be butch, but there’s no way she can carry you safely; so I’ll need to be here. You need your fairy boy, right?” he said, making light of the dating profile he had shown her.
