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"CHEEERSSS GIRLSS!!" Attila smiled as she toasts the glass of wine with her friends.

"GIIRRLL! Congratulations on your wedding tomorrow! I can't believe this petty manmenboyphobic lady is now getting married to her past enemy huh?" Said by Carla, one of her besties.

Attila Hinston Revis is her name. The girl in a beautiful red dress. She and her friends are currently at a main friends party to celebrate her upcoming wedding tomorrow. Inside that hotel room are fancy sofas, chandeliers, dresses for the preparations tomorrow, and expensive wine and meals. All her best of friends gathered there, there were four of them; Carla, the blonde hair, Meghan, the Latina, Sarah, the red hair, and Attila, the rich kid and the third daughter of Revis family, one of the well known family in the country for being part of the most ranked successful and biggest corporate.

"manmenboysphobic- what?" Scoffed by Sarah as she ate a piece of lobster.

Carla laughed it off. "Well yeah. That should be the term to call Attila because that girl was a man hater. And look at her now, marrying her biggest enemy huh?" Said by her under a smirk. "Guess who's in love with her enemy" and Carla winked.

"That's the sweetest thing I've witnessed, personally. Enemies to lovers haaaah?!" Meghan said in a very latina accent.

They all laughed with the jokes and teasing, but Attila was laughing with enormousness of fluttering feelings. Attila drank the glass of wine with a wide smile and she bit her lips after wards to taste the sweetness even better.

She cleared her throat.

"Stop with the teasing, will yah" She shrugged "I never expected too that I would be so in love with Michael." Said Attila, and she began thinking of her very soon to be husband. "You know, Michael is a very incredible man. He's responsible but not boring. He's committed but have carefree lifestyle. He loves studying a lot but he also go to parties a lot. He loves church, but he also loves risky adventures and... Hot things. You know what I mean!" Attila winked. "He is very flexible, he is capable of anything. He's uhmmm, I don't know how to put it in words because 'amazing' is not enough to describe him. I think he is perfect. Kind, handsome, and can do everything." Attila's eyes were smiling. Metaphorically, there were glowing hearts on it, and the more she thinks of Michael, the more she fall for him.

The beautiful memories flashbacked at Attila as she began daydreaming of the past. At first, during their first year college, Attila hated Michael so much. They were actually well known on their school as mortal enemies. Attila is the wilding girl, Michael is the conservative one. Attila is always a mess, Michael is always organized. Attila is the carefree, Michael cares a lot. They are the total opposite. At first, it's all hates and peeves. Eventually, they understood that they were going the same struggles and they had to stop their pointless quarrels, until they developed feelings for each other. Along the way in their journey to finish college, they grew together and spent more time together to the point they thought they are forever. 2 years after college, they decided to get married. Their relationship lasted for 5 years and counting. And now, it's time to take the step further and make a new phase of their life as family.

Carla smiled softly to Attila. "I'm so happy for you and for my cousin, Michael" she uttered.

"Okay! That's enough. Babe, you've been talking about Michael this whole time. Let this be a party of us, okay? This might be the last time!" Said Meghan.

"Gurl, let the princess talk about her prince charming. This is the very first time I've seen this lady being that in love!" Sarah opposed Meghan.

"Well yeah I agree with Meghan, enough of Michael this night and let's rock ladies! Who's ready for the strongest wine!" Attila shook off her head and faced her friends. She stood up from the comfy sofa and got the box of wines and alcoholic drinks on the dining table. "Guess what I got here!"

Meghan' eyes widened. "Oh my abuella! Is that a margarita?! My favorite!!!" She yelled and immediately run to Attila. They both went back to the sofa and dropped the bottles. Meghan poured for each of them and wildly drank all the drinks as if there is no tomorrow.

"LET'S BE WILD GIRLS! NO ONE WILL BE JUDGING OUR UNLADYLIKE ACTIONS! HAHOHUUUH!" Yelled by Attila. She spit out her tongue wild and erotically licked the bottle of another wine before she opened it and poured another to their glasses.

HOURS passed and they are all inebriated from too much of alcohol drinks. One part of the sofa where Meghan is sleeping have vomits. Sarah is laying on the floor. Carla did not drink much but she is sleeping on the bed, the most comfortable one, and then Attila who can barely open her eyes.

"I.. I want more sjakei ejenawkwkejsj" Attila was saying something, but she is too drunk to make it understandable. And no one could hear her anyway... None of her friends.

She meant to say that she need to urinate and she was asking for assistant because she feels like the world is dancing. Too dizzy, she is.

She stood up anyway, and while on her black seven inches- high heels, she stumbled around, likely using the furnitures and the wall to keep herself from falling.

"I need to pee" She said and she had an hiccup. She reached for the door knob barely keeping her eyes open but instead of the door to the toilet, it was the door toward outside of the hotel room. She opened it and ended up on the hallway.

"Where is the effin comfort room!" She asked, staggering the wall so she wouldn't fall to the floor. "There are so many doors here, gaddamn!"

She kept walking on the hallway when suddenly, a familiar hand hold unto her and pushed her into a room. Attila couldn't see who was it, but she thanked whoever that lady who pushed her, then she ended up on another door; Room 303. With herself barely aware on what's happening, she opened it and winded up on this hotel room. Her body couldn't take it anymore, and as soon as she reached the bed, she passed out with her urine flowing out.

TRAVIS was being assisted by the walls as he tried to reach his hotel room, 303. He could barely open his eyes but he knows where should he go to. He might be very drunk but still fully conscious.

"This bachelor party is so fun" he smiled and proceeded to walk. Congratulations to Michael, congratulations to him! I don't even know that guy!" He sung. And when he finally arrived on his hotel room, he opened it and was stumbled upon seeing a beautiful lady in a red dress. "Oh!" He played surprised. His lips curved and his jaw hardened. "Another surprise for Travis Williams. Guess who's the most respected here! Me! The richest and the biggest man!" He talked big of himself as he walked to Attila.

"Hey baby!" He spunked Attila's butt and squint it. "Look at that natural, sexy butty!" He then shouted and laughed. He took off his pants, and then removed Attila's red dress.

The room is then, filled by moans. It was a blasting night, and none knew what was happening, and how did it even happened.

THE SUNLIGHT bulled the bed on the room 303 from its window. That woke up Travis who is in a very strong hangover. It was 10 o clock in the morning and the first thing he did is to complain.

"Ugh! Damn! Headache in the morning!" He complained as he stood up from the bed. He yawned a bit but froze when he saw the naked girl laying on the other side of the bed. "What the fuck?!" He exclaimed. He didn't even looked at her face, but he was looking at the blood stain... A virgin woman.

"Damn! Was she Virgin?! Did I wear a protection?!" He questioned. "I ain't taking responsible for that! I'm out!" He immediately said to himself and put on his pants and suit. Without a single word, he left the hotel.

IT IS ALREADY 10 o clock and the wedding is supposed to begin at 9 but Attila was nowhere to be found. The girls were looking for her already but she is nowhere to be spotted, and in just a few hours, Mr. Revis will make the police to be in action to look for the missing daughter.

"Damn! Can't we view the cctv cameras?!" Worried, said by Michael. He is already wearing his wedding suit.

"That girl always brings trouble to the family! What are we gonna do?! All the guests are now waiting at the reception hall!" Vexed, Mr. Revis said.

Families and friends gathered on the hotel room that was booked by Attila yesterday to find her. Meghan, Carla, and Sarah were all worried not just because of their friends but most likely by the angry father of Attila.

"Call for the hotel stuff and ask them for the CCTV footage immediately!" Michael shouted to the guards and stuff who were in help of finding Attila. They immediately took the action to get the footage.

Michael took a very deep breath to calm himself, but he was even more upset as he began overthinking about the possible current situation of Attila. He couldn't control himself. He grabbed the empty bottles of wine and crashed it on the floor.

"God!!!" His veins being visible on his forehead and neck out of anger. "This is why I hate it when she hangs out with her friends!" He gritted his teeth.

"Excuse me??" Meghan answered. "Are you putting the blame on us?"

"DAMN YES! Who else should I blame?! The chandelier?! The table?!" Michael mocked. He raised his voice. "This is not only frustrating. This is upsetting! My wedding is postponed because of this women's stupidity! This is supposed to be my special day and look what happened! MY BRIDE IS MISSING! Who was she with?! The careless friends!" He voiced out. He chased his breaths as he finished sermoning the friends of Attila.

"Calm down Michael. We will find Attila." Sarah interrupted.

Michael immediately throw a death glare to them, and so the girls couldn't respond. They weren't guilty but they felt really bad and intimidated about the situation.

After awhile, the stuffs arrived with the CCTV footage.

"Excuse us sir, we finally got the CCTV footage last night." A Worker spoke and immediately prepared the laptop to play the footage.

There, everyone saw Attila fully drank while walking toward the room 303. After awhile, a unrecognizable man entered the room too.

Michael clenched his fist as he began concluding that Attila just cheated on him the night before their wedding.

Fast-forward to today on the footage, just few minutes ago, the unrecognizable man got out of the room and seems to be rushing. He left the room with no trace and the footage ended.

"That is all sir." The stuff presented.

Meghan was Statued in front of the screen. She had this hunch or botherings in her mind that she wouldn't want to crack.

Michael immediately stood up and ran toward the room 303 not so far from the room booked by Attila last night. Meghan, Sarah, and Carla quickly followed, just in case something happens and they will immediately be by Attila's side.

Michael kicked the door of 303 and it opened in a flash. There, they fetched up on Attila laying down on bed, naked and only the thin, white blanket stained with her blood was covering up her private parts.

It was a great timing that she woke up with a severe hangover. "What's all this noise?" She asked, husked and still half a sleep.

"Oh... My... Ghad..." Meghan and friends were speechless.

Michael's jaw dropped as he unbelievably looked at his naked fiance. "Did something happened between you and that guy from awhile ago?" He asked, almost whispering.

"What? What are you talking about?" Attila blurred, but now fully awake. "Ugh! Damn this hangover. I shouldn't have drank up those wines. Damn alcoholic. I'll never do this again!" She said, then she touched her private part. "What's happening? My vagina is aching all of a sudden?"

Her father grimaced in disappointment.

Attila looked at her fiance, her friends, her father, and other family on the door. She is fully confused about the situation. There were silence between them, but her eyes widened the moment she realized what was happening.

"Damn! Oh gosh! I'm sorry! Am I late for the wedding?! Oh my god!" She immediately stood up and wrapped her body with the blanket. "G-Guys... Help me out! Put my dress on!" She began panicking but no one seems to be responding as everyone are in awe... In a bad way.

She stopped and stared at them. "Okay! Enough of this! Seriously, what's happening?!" She asked them.

"Girl, you just cheated at my cousin the day before your wedding!" Carla yelled at Attila to snap out of her face.

Attila froze, and then she scoffed. "What? The heck is with that? Man no! I might be wild but I will never give up my virginity unless to my husband!" And she responded as she laughed. Her laughed slowly faded as she felt the pain down on her pearls. She looked around the room and realized this is not the room she booked. She saw the bed sheet and it is stained with blood... Her blood in many possible case. "No... No way..." She stammered.

She kneeled down and slapped herself. "No... I... Ah..." Her jaw dropped, she teared both in embarrassment and the dilemma of this unforseen predicament. Attila stood up, her lips shaking as she tried to stop her cries. "I don't remember anything..." She gaslighted herself while in her foggy memory, there was a guy on top of her. She gave up on guilt and cried herself while covering up her face.

"N-No... M- Michael! I... I swear, I was not myself last night!" Attila faced everybody, but only disappointment did she see to them... Even her friends. "Meghan, Carla, Sarah! You know me! I only loved Michael! I never liked any guys!" She tried to explain but she couldn't find the right words to defend her side...her innocent side.

"Attila!" Michael yelled her name. She swallowed hard and looked at his eyes, but she couldn't take the glare of Michael. Attila knew she really screwed up. "It's over for us. I'm breaking up with you."

"No! N-No! Michael! You can't do this. B-Baby, I love you, I swear to God, I love you! I didn't do it. I really, did not." Attila howled as she tried to hug Michael. She ran on him and attempted to put her arm around his waist but Michael harshly removed it.

"Get away from me!" He shouted. Michael pushed Attila away from him and he gave her a death glare. "I don't need you... I hate you!" He gritted his teeth and left the room.

Mr. Revis looked at his daughter, vexed.

"Fix yourself, Attila. You are a disgrace to this family!" Said he and he left. He ordered the people to leave Attila alone, this is also to prevent any new gossips and talks on the social media to protect the family's reputation.

Only the three girls and Attila were left inside the room 303. Meghan immediately closed the door and faced Attila.

"Okay, girl. What the fuck did you just do?!" Said Carla.

"I don't know!" Attila answered. She is both upset and frustrated at this moment.

"Girl, what the fuck. You just had sex with a guy right before your wedding. What the fuck, just what the fuck!" Sarah exclaimed to Attila.

"Okay, guys! Enough! I believe Attila was not conscious, okay? She was drunk. We all were!" Meghan, then said.

Sarah smirked. "Are you seriously taking Attila's side?" She sarcastically said.

"Are you seriously not taking our friends' side?!" Meghan scoffed.

"Yes, Meghan! Our friend just cheated in my cousin and in this friendship, no one tolerate cheaters!" Carla answered.

"I DID NOT CHEAT!" Attila screamed as she looked at her friends. Silence filled them. "I did not!" She cried, heavy tears falling on her cheeks. "I was not even awake when I walked to this room. I don't even remember how did I got here. I swear! Please believe me!!!"

No one answered her.

"Sarah, Carla! Meghan!!! Please believe me!" She begged.

Meghan looked at Attila with a guilty eyes. She felt so bad about the situation of her friend. She sighed.

"I believe you, Attila." Meghan assured and hugged Attila. "But how the heck did you get in here?" She looked at Sarah.

While cuddling up Attila, Meghan stared at Sarah.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Sarah asked.

"I just have a question, Sarah. Did you pushed Attila on this room?" Meghan questioned.

"Seriously, Meghan?" Said Carla. Looking to her friend unbelievably. "Are you trying to put the blame on Sarah?"

"Yes Carla! I am serious. Do you really think Attila intended to cheat on Michael? You know Sarah liked Michael, but this bitch, Attila girl! She hates guys, she hates dicks! Why would she replace her once in a lifetime love one for some dicks out there?! Huh?! The fuck are you even on?" Meghan spoke to them in her most Latina accent. "I saw the footage, a woman pushed Attila in this room! Who knows, it could be Sarah. We all know the past."

"And you are blaming me just because I liked Michael 3 years ago?!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Yes."

Sarah scoffed in disbelief. "Are you out of your mind? Oh my gosh Meghan! If I would intend to do that, I would at least not be drunk."

"Really? Because as much as I know, you are acidic and you did not drank that much!"

"For god Meghan! I will not do that to Attila!"

"Girls! Enough!" Carla interrupted. "None of us is to blame here, okay?!"

Meghan and Sarah looked away at each other while Attila who is under the arms of hugging Meghan cried even more.

Sarah sighed and went to Attila. "I know that... But, in this case, it's most likely Attila's fault-"

"Sarah! You're not helping!" She was cutted by Meghan.

"Sorry." Sarah just apologized and hugged Attila. Carla joined them too to comfort Attila.

Attila sobbed and cried continuously. She is a clever girl, she was, she always were. But now, she doesn't know what to do to overcome this. She couldn't have the courage to face everybody of the unpleasant sin she did not want to do.

TRAVIS sighed as he got in to his car, his Tesla. Chasing his breaths from those runnings, he took the cigarette from the passenger's seat and smoked it.

"Damn, that was a hell of encounter. Didn't think a Travis would run away from a woman." He shook his head and laughed it off, and then he dialed someone.

"David" He uttered.

"Hello, Mr. Travis" Said the man from the other line.

"Could you prepare suits in my office? I don't wanna go home. Also, get all the CCTV footage in this hotel " Travis commanded to the man, pertaining to the hotel where the bachelor party of Michael was held.

"Right away sir."

The call ended.

Travis looked at the rearview mirror. His ashed bluish eyes looking like a hunter squint as he saw a guy so angry from the back of his car. He smirked and shook his head a bit. After awhile, he then drove away.