Deceived - Part 3 Chloe's Revenge Read Online Free Page A

rod. I didn’t even want to know how that got there. The disaster scene continued as my eyes canvassed the entire room. Dirty plates were piled on the sofa and coffee table, and the open kitchen was filled to the brim with containers, festering with the remainder of Chinese fast food from, what looked like, weeks ago. I let out an audible, “Arrrgh!” as Andrea, my roommate, sauntered out of her bedroom to where we stood aghast. Wearing nothing but lacy panties and a thin short spaghetti-strap camisole top, she shoved a spoonful of Ben and Jerry’s, cookie dough ice-cream in her mouth, obviously, her choice for a breakfast of champions.
    “Oh wow, you're back already, Chloe?” she said, flatly. “I didn’t expect you for another two weeks,” she continued, without showing the slightest guilt about the garbage dumpster state in which I had just found our apartment.
    “I can see that.” I replied with annoyance, looking for the least repulsive piece of trash I was willing to touch, in order to make room to drop my purse and jacket from my arms. “Did a bomb go off in here...and what’s that nasty smell?” I asked, wrinkling up my nose. I cautiously picked up a crumpled McDonald’s carry out bag from the couch, and dangled it in front of her face. Poor Patrick, he was still hovering near the door, probably afraid to come in for fear of picking up a disease from all this mess.
    “Duh, I was meaning to clean up before you got home, but you came early. You could have texted or something... give a girl a warning,” Andrea said, bewildered at my lack of consideration, completely unaware of any embarrassment she might have caused me, as she snatched the McDonald’s trash out of my hand and retreated to the kitchen area. Bending over the trash can, she gave everyone a view of her “Cheekies” underwear, the ones described in the catalogue as “a little panty with lots of cheek peek”, oblivious to the fact that there was anyone else in the room. I rolled my eyes as I realized Patrick just got an eye full and turning to see his reaction, he gave me a “two palms up” shrug. As soon as she finished and turned around, he dropped his hands to his side and went straight faced again.
    “By the way, who’s your friend?” Andrea inquired, directing a smile at Patrick.
    “Hey, there.” Patrick, put a fist to his mouth and cleared his throat. “I’m Patrick, so... you must be Andrea. I’ve heard a lot about you,” he said, still sporting a shit-eating grin on his face from the “viewing”.
    “ The Patrick? Oh, but I thought you two....never mind. Very nice to meet you, Patrick,” Andrea said, with a flirtatious smile, as her “Cheekies” approached him, twitching up and down on her hips as she walked. She extended her hand and they shook briefly. I could see that this would be a good time to get Patrick out of here. This was entirely too much eye candy for a roommate to be providing, and for any boyfriend to be enjoying.
    “Honey,” I said abruptly. “Thank you so much for helping me with my bags.” I furrowed my brow and shot an annoyed look towards my party crazy roommate, then turned back to Patrick, sweetly. “You don’t want to be late for your meeting.”
    “Oh,” he said, seeming to come out of a trance and still with a stupid grin on his face. “Yes, I’m already running late. See you tonight then and you two roommates...don’t kill each other now,” Patrick said, with a wink for both of us and he turned to go. I followed him to the door and with a peck on my cheek, the face cheek that is, he quickly escaped out the door. Leaning out the door I gave a finger wave to the back of his head, as he strode down the hall to the elevator. As I stepped back inside the apartment, I nearly ran into Andrea, still standing in the same spot.
    “Chloe,” she said wide eyed. “Oh my God, he’s really hot.” She spun around, heading for the couch. “So, you guys are back together? That’s so great.