GO FUCK YOURSELF

GO FUCK YOURSELF

The paparazzi grumbled that the lady had interrupted their fun.

When the lady noticed they were reluctant to leave, "I believe I saw Genevieve Somia entering."

Immediately, they ran to see with their eyes if Genevieve Somia had arrived.

Lily observed the lady, She was a blond-haired lady, with deep hazel eyes that reminded Lily of a fawn.

She was slightly taller than Lily. She was a little bit thick on the waist, giving her an hourglass figure.

she was beautiful and graceful and her entire posture from head to toe screamed money. She was dressed in a silver gown made by Armani.

She walked up to Jack, "Hi Jack."

Jack raised his eyebrow, "Always making an entrance, Sam. How are you?" He airily greeted.

She grimaced, "Stop calling me Sam. My name is Samantha, not Sam."

"Ok Saman, I will." he playfully said.

The lady rolled her eyes playfully.

He wrapped his arm around Lily, "Let me introduce to you, my girlfriend. Her name is Lily Evans. Lily meet my longtime friend, Samantha Pierre."

Samantha looked at Lily unblinkingly, Lily felt scrutinized. It was as if Sam could read people's minds and she knew exactly what Jack and Lily were doing, pretending.

Samantha smiled finally, "You look so beautiful, I am glad he is finally in a relationship."

Lily wanted to laugh but she stopped herself, "thank you, and you too, you look amazing."

Lily felt patched, so she excused herself.

Samantha looked at Jack seriously, "She is a keeper; you better don't screw this up or else." she looked at him threateningly.

Jack laughed and said, "So where is our lucky guy?"

He wanted to push the conversation from hovering around him, instead, he coyly pushed the bat to Sam.

Sam glared at him but she replied, "he is talking to one of his friends."

She pointed to Ben, Ben was in the midst of about four guys and was busy flirting with them. The girls were drinking and laughing at something Ben was saying. She felt pity for the poor girl who would be dumped by Ben the following week.

"I wonder why Ben can't keep it in his pants, always flirting and breaking girl's heart."

Sam wasn't feeling sad or angry but she wished Ben would free himself and allow himself to fall in love with somebody.

He was too much of a playboy, she only wanted the best for him.

"Don't tell me you are jealous, still feeling heartbroken over your broken relationship?" Jack smirked, knowing he was slowly pushing her buttons.

She scoffed, "I am not jealous over a playboy like Ben, besides I am engaged, remember!" She flashed her engagement ring.

"Good for you, Ben has always been like that," Jack said.

She hissed, "Are you not also like that? I wonder what Lily saw in you to accept you."

Sam wasn't kidding, she knew all about Jack and his weird resistance towards love. Not just Jack but the rest of his Playboy friends. She did not understand why anyone would want to run away from it. She was happily engaged to her boyfriend and was clearly in love with him.

"She saw money," Jack thought, almost laughing at how silly his thoughts were.

"What if Ben comes back and asks you to marry him, what will you do?"

"I will tell him to go fuck himself, he is such an asshole and you, she pointed at him, you are a bigger asshole for thinking that," Samantha said hotly.

Jack was quite irritating and right now, he was making her angry with his insensitive comments and silly remarks.