I am a Second Female Lead

Chapter 77: 3. Bree Darren

Sheri smiled. The drive was short since they stopped at a nearby bar. She is a famous person, so she

put on her hood and eyeglasses as a disguise. Her desire is just to keep her profile low. After getting

themselves ready, they walked inside.

It is a bit early around 6 in the evening so there are just only few people around the bar. She asked for

a private room and luck is on their side that an available room is ready for them. After making

themselves comfortable, She proceeded to order two ladies' drinks.

The whole time, She kept on listening and comforting Ivar. He on the other side kept on drinking. She

made sure that at the end of the night, she is still sober.

"Hic- you know, I love him hic- we've been together for so long, and yet he dumps me just like that hic-"

Ivar exclaimed sadly while leaning towards her.

She just allows him to let all of his heartbreaks out and kept on listening until a few more minutes that

she heard a snore.

Shaking her head, she said. "Yup that's what you get when your head over heels to someone.

Ivar, wake up! We need to get you home." She nudged him trying to wake him up.

"?Hic- I want Rain and make ?love with him??. Hic- Rain my love you. I love you. ?Why? hic- Why??"

Ivar didn't move but sings.

She, on the other hand, wanted to laugh so hard. She's thinking how funny it would be if Ivar is Devon

in her world. No doubt they would be the best bud. But it is just a wishful thinking, it is impossible.

"Hey, wake up," Sheri shakes him but to no avail. He is totally wasted.

"Oh man," She is shorter than him. Dragging him will take a lot of effort. She has no other choice while

looking at the princess totally wasted, unresponsive comfortably sleeping drunk.

After 2 hours of dragging and chasing, She has no more strength left to bring him to his home. The

easiest that she can do is to bring him to her apartment. But the worse is yet to come. On the way

home, he vomited on her shoulder while pulling him on her stairway.

"Unbelievable! Really?? oh! Man. If you wake up tomorrow, I'll make sure you will compensate me.

Grrr" She is fuming while putting him in her empty bathtub. She immediately removed her clothes with

puke all over it and takes a shower.

After she's done, she undresses him but was suddenly shocked with what he did next. Due to the

sudden cold he felt on his skin, Ivar sobered a little. He jumped onto her saying "Rain I miss you.".

She was irritated the whole time that every name she could hear from him is 'Rain.' She pushed him

gently toward the bathtub helped him get cleaned up.

He was still wasted and kept on talking. The whole time, she did all the work- cleaning him up, dried

him, dried his long hair and put a loose t-shirt and a short on him. They're her own wardrobe which

could still fit him.

After everything done, she directed him to her bed and went to wash his clothes immediately for

tomorrow and dried it.

Doing all the work for a grown up man exhausted her. She was so tired and didn't want to sleep on the

couch. Without any care, she dives to her bed where Ivar is lying and slept together with him.

The couch is uncomfortable. One thing that the owner of this body hate is to sleep on the couch. She

drags herself into her room and sleeps in her bed. Sheri doesn't care. She just recently had her match

game, then she has been up the whole night trying to be a good friend toward this brokenhearted

person and lastly, she even had to take good care of him.

She immediately falls asleep the moment her head touches her pillow.

A shrill scream broke the peaceful morning. Sheri suddenly jumps up from her bed.

"Where is the fire?" Sheri asked and look for the fire. When Sheri realizes that a fire didn't happen, her

eyebrows knitted. She massaged her forehead and looked at the man who is protecting his chest like

he was taken advantage of.

"What did you do to me?" Ivar suddenly asked.

Sheri rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Really...try to remember what you did yesterday," Sheri stated.

Ivar tries to recall what happened. And before you know it, he began to cry again. Sheri was

dumbfounded.

While Ivar is crying relentlessly, Sheri began to get irritated. Ivar then started to speak on ending his

life.

Ignoring Ivar's rants, Sheri walked out of her room.

Ivar shouted while sobbing. "Where are you going?"

"Kitchen, I'm hungry," Sheri answered.

"Even you, you're walking away," Ivar tearfully said.

Sheri rolled her eyes. This is the first time she saw a drama king/queen.

"Come out if you're done with your self-pity party, alright?" Sheri said.

Ivar suddenly cried more.

Sheri, on the other hand, put her radio on and play some music. Luckily the owner of the body always

fills her refrigerator with vegetables, meat, etc.

Sheri started to make food. When the 5 dishes are done. Ivar came out from the sleeping room.

"What's that smell? it smells delicious," Ivar asked.

Sheri feels her eye twitch before sighing.

"This will be a long and torturous mission. Definitely not easy at all." Sheri thought to herself.

"Come, let's eat! In that way, you can continue with your self-pity party. You may even ask questions."

Sheri teasingly said.

"Ah, stop it. You don't know how painful it is." Ivar begins again to tear up.

Sheri almost wanted to bang her head towards the wall. Never in her life did she meet someone like

him. Specifically, someone who looks like Devon and a cry baby.

Sheri was doing a mantra while listening again to his sad love story.

While they were eating breakfast.

"Where did you put my clutch?" Ivar asked.

Sheri gets it and brings it to him.

"Thank you." Ivar gets her phone inside her clutch and dials a number.

"Bring me a month's clothes and cancel my appointments this month. Tell my mom I'm ok. The

address, I will send you soon." Ivar said. He closed his phone then looked at Sheri

"what is your address?"

Sheri froze while eating.

"Why do you need it?" Sheri asked.

"I'm living together with you from this day on. Your my best friend and what are friends are for." Ivar

stated.

"Woooo... Wait a minute. Nah ah, we are not friends I just help you because I see you need help."

Sheri said. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Ivar started to sob again.

"See, even you, you don't want me." Ivar kept on crying and sobbing mentioning everything while Sheri

had enough.

"Fine, you can stay. But you will pay me 20,000 fees for your stay. For a billionaire like you, that is

already cheap. One more thing, I own the bedroom. I cannot sleep on the couch, so it's up to you."

Sheri stated.

Ivar jumps from his seat and embraces her. "You're amazing!"

For the first time, Ivar felt he found a friend. He has a lot of friends. It just looks like they're a

pretentious type of friends. This stranger in front of him is different. He can feel that she is genuine and

doesn't give any bulls***. He also needs time for himself to heal of what Rain did to him.

"By the way, did you clean me yesterday? " Ivar asked.

"What do you think?" Sheri retorted back.

"So you saw?" Ivar asked

"Yes, Cup D not bad." Sheri teasingly said.

"Of course it has to be perfect," Ivar said.

"Ahuh," Sheri nonchalantly said.

"But did you see?" Ivar asked again.

" You mean your p***s? Yes, I saw, why didn't you chop it?" Sheri asked.

"I was planning to. But my boyfriend doesn't want to. Now I will do it." Ivar said.

"Oh," Sheri said.

Sheri returns to finishing her breakfast. The whole time Sheri and Ivar were getting to know each other.

She genuinely lends her shoulder and ear. Luckily Sheri has no rehearsal today. So she stayed at

home comforting the lady in distress.