Chapter 5: We Are Drunk
Cole took the first gulp and pass it to Phoebe, she took a gulp again and pass it back to Cole. After they finished the bottle of vodka both of them were already really drunk.
"My dad is an asshole," Phoebe said.
"You and me both," Cole said.
"I had a good life back at London and out of the blue it's like Phoebe you are going to take over as a Manager in Seattle, don't get me wrong I do like being here but I've already gotten comfortable with London and then boom!….. I have eto move," Phoebe said.
"I do feel your pain, my dad want me to go to Stanford and take over the family business….. He don't even want to hear if I like the school or not," Cole said.
Phoebe look at pool and asked, "I Feel like swimming do feel like want swimming?"
"Sure but there is no swimsuit here," Cole replied.
Phoebe stood up and took of her clothes leaving just her panties and bra, "way before you," she said as she jumped into the pool.
"Okay two can play the game," Cole said as he was taking of his clothes, he took of his clothes leaving just his white boxer and jumped into the pool.
The next morning,
Phoebe slowly opened her eyes and she felt pain all over her body, she turned around on the bed and saw a blurry figure standing looking at her then she rubbed her eyes and looked again and saw Cole wearing a pyjamas pants standing there just looking at her.
"Hey, how do you sleep?" Cole asked.
Phoebe jumped out of the impulsively drawing the quilt with her covering her body.
"Careful you're....naked and you probably don't me to see you," Cole said.
Phoebe checked and saw that she was completely naked then she looked up at Cole and asked, "what happened yesterday night?"
"What do you think?" Cole said.
"No!" Phoebe said
"Yes," Cole said
"No!" Phoebe said again.
"See no matter how many no you say it's still yes," Cole said.
"Where are my clothes?" Phoebe asked.
"They are in the laundry room," Cole replied.
Phoebe held her head with one hand and she said, "shit! The pool."
"Good you're remembering," Cole said as he picked up his pyjamas shirt and throw it towards her, "the shirt is long so it can cover you till your clothes dries up.
"Do you fake being drunk last night? Because you are just acting cool about this," Phoebe asked suspiciously.
"What? No! I'm a single dude what do you expect? And I've been in this situation severally to be cool about it," Cole said. "Your undies are in the bathroom." Cole then jumped on the bed.
"You can't tell anyone about this," Phoebe warned then continued, "especially Charlotte….. Please."
"Eight years ago you told me the same thing about that kiss, and I didn't tell anyone, trust me I won't tell anyone," Cole said assuring her.
Phoebe nodded and walked into the bathroom with the quilt still wrapped around her body.
Cole lay flat on his back with his two palm behind his head, he looked at the celling for sometime before he started smiling.
Phoebe groggily walked into the kitchen and saw Charlotte siting on a stool holding a cup of coffee in her left hand and her phone in her right hand.
As soon as Charlotte saw Phoebe walked into the kitchen she drops her phone and asked, "Phoebe... Where did you sleep? I waited last night for you but you didn't show up, I was really worried."
Phoebe didn't immediately answered, she walked to table where Charlotte was seated and took out a stool and sat opposite her, she then took a cup from the from the rack on the table and the coffee pot, she pour some coffee into the cup and took a sip.
"Ahhh!" Phoebe took a deep breath and looked at Charlotte for a while before saying, "I got drunk last night and I passed out by the pool."
"Seriously? You know you don't have to do this if you don't Want to right?" Phoebe asked.
"No I don't... I really don't and it's okay. Can we please not talk about this again?" Phoebe asked as she took another sip of coffee.
"Sure," Charlotte answered, she looked at what Phoebe was wearing and asked, " why are you wearing Cole's pyjamas?"
Phoebe looked down at what she was wearing and quickly lied, "I found it in the pool house and my clothes were somehow wet."
"Cole don't allow anyone to touch that pyjamas, it was given to him by my grandma before she died, ever she died he calls that pyjamas a sentimental item and nobody should dare touch it." Charlotte said with a serious face.
Phoebe wasn't worried because Cole gave her the shirt himself, "don't worry about it I'm sure he would understand," she said.
Charlotte wanted to say more when Philip walked into the kitchen.
"Morning dad," Charlotte said.
Phoebe turned around and also greeted, "morning dad."
"Morning girls," Philip said as he walked and sit beside Charlotte. "How was your night?" Philip asked as he poured coffee Into a cup.
"Okay," Charlotte replied.
"Quite eventful," Phoebe replied, then she slipped her coffee.
Cole walked into the kitchen whistling and as he saw his dad he was about to flee.
"Cole? Where are you going to?" Philip asked.
Cole stopped his track and turned around slowly before saying, "I was about to get Nick, he had been sleeping on the couch."
"Why is he sleeping on the couch?" Charlotte asked.
"I really don't know," Cole replied.
"That can wait I need to talk to you now," Philip said.
"You sure?" Cole asked trying to find a way to escape.
"Yes, take a seat," Philip said.
Cole sat down beside Phoebe, both of them looked at each other awkwardly before Cole turned around and poured coffee into a cup and took a sip, "so dad what do want to talk about?" He asked.
Philip dropped the cup he was holding and put his hand together and said, "Mr Connor called." Cole rolled his eyes but he didn't say anything.
Philip then continued, "he wants you to visit Standford on Wednesday for oral application."
"Why do I need to go for an oral application? I have a 5.0 GPA," Cole asked.
Philip brightens up thinking Cole was interested in go to Stanford "Stanford is..."
"One of the best universities in the country, they offer what few universities around the world blah blah blah, I know dad we've been through this a lot," Cole cut Philip of and completed the speech. Cole took a sip of coffee and said, "dad….. I'm not going to Stanford."
Bang!
Philip hit the table and points his finger at Cole, "boy you've been too arrogant! I've given you all you asked for! What more do you want?" Philip shouted.
Cole was still calm as if nothing just happened, he looked at his father and said, "dad you know what I want? I want to be a computer analyst, I know you love me and I love you too, and you think you are caring but you are seriously not, you know nothing about me all you just want is for me to attend Stanford and take over the family business even when I don't want to?"
"Yes that's all I asked for from you," Philip replied.
Cole took a deep breath and said, "I know you get everything you want…. But you aren't getting this."
"You…. This is my house and it's also my rules, you live here you follow my rules!" Philip said angrily.
Cole dropped the cup he was holding on the table and stood up, "In that case I'm out of here... Excuse me I'm gonna pack up." Cole turned around and walked to the door then stopped and turned to face his dad, "for your information I've been attending an online college and I just finished so….. I just wanted to let you know." Then he walked out.
"Cole! Where do you think you are going?" Philip shouted after him, then he sat to drink his coffee.
"Seriously dad you're just going to leave him to go?" Charlotte asked confused.
"Relax, he is going to come back after a few days and beg to go to Stanford," Philip said relax.
Charlotte stood up, shook her head and said, "you really don't know your son." She walked out of the kitchen.
Philip was puzzled and looked at Phoebe who has been sitting there the entire time saying nothing, "what did I do?" He asked.
"I….I don't know," Phoebe lied m, she picked up her coffee and took a sip.
After a while, Megan storms into the kitchen in rage and walked directly to Philip, "what did you say to Cole?"
"I'm going to leave now," Phoebe said as she hurriedly left the kitchen.
"I only told him about Stanford oral application and he insulted me again," Philip replied to Megan.
"Standford again right? This Stanford had been causing troubles ever since you brought it up, now my son has left the house," Megan said and she was really angry.
"Relax, he is going to come back, where does he have to go? He will be back," Philip said.
"Let's hope that's true or else…." Megan said, the she storms out of the room.
"So much drama, wow," Philip said to himself.