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Treinwrak Casanova – B1

Hoofstuk 8: Die skandaal ontrafel

Steve het die deur agter hom toegeslaan toe hy by sy woonstel instap, swaar asemhaal en sweet. Hy het 'n poniekoerant in sy bewende hande gehou, wat sy gesig op die voorblad wys en 'n opskrif wat lui: "Pool of Debauchery: PUA Guru in Sticky Situation."

Sy vriend Mark, wat vir hom gewag het, het die koerant uit Steve se hande geneem en die artikel hardop begin lees. "Vyf vroue het gesê dat Steve 'The Trainwreck Casanova' Mills hulle by 'n vreemde seksuele gebeurtenis laat aansluit het in 'n swembad gevul met geklopte room, heuning en aarbeikonfyt."

Steve het op die bank geval en sy gesig met sy hande bedek. "Dit is dit, maat. My lewe is verby. Hulle het alles verander en my soos 'n monster laat lyk!"

Mark het stilgebly en die koerant op die koffietafel neergesit. "Steve, is dit waar? Het jy gedoen wat hulle sê jy gedoen het?"

Steve kyk op, sy oë rooi en pofferig. "Ek... Ek het wel 'n partytjie gehou, en daar was 'n swembad met geklopte room en dinge, maar ek het nooit iemand iets laat doen nie! Dit was alles ooreengekom! Hulle wil my net afbring!"

Mark sug en vryf oor sy kop. "Wel, dit lyk nie goed vir jou nie, maat. Hulle het baie besonderhede oor wat in die swembad gebeur het, en dit lyk of hulle 'n paar bewyse het om hul bewerings te ondersteun."

Steve se gesig het woede getoon. "Ek verstaan dit nie. Hoekom sal hulle dit aan my doen? Ek het gedink ons het almal lekker gekuier!"

Mark frons. "Miskien het hulle dit nie gedink nie. Dit is moeilik om met sekerheid te sê. Maar jy moet gereed wees. Dit gaan moeilik wees, en jy sal jouself teen hierdie eise moet verdedig."

Steve kreun en verberg weer sy gesig in sy hande. "Ek kan nie glo dit gebeur nie. Net toe ek gedink het ek het uiteindelik iets bereik."

Mark klop vriendelik op sy vriend se skouer. "Kyk, laat ons nog nie te veel bekommer nie. Jy moet dit in die gesig staar, maar ek is hier om jou te help. Ons sal dit uitsorteer."

Steve knik en vee 'n traan weg. "Dankie, Mark. Ek waardeer dit baie."

Mark staan op, gereed om te gaan. "Ek sal jou laat rus, maat. Ons praat more meer, en ons sal besluit wat om volgende te doen."

Toe Mark na die deur stap, het Steve saggies gesê: "Ek het nooit gedink my lewe sou so wees nie. Dit het alles so verkeerd gegaan."

Met 'n ernstige knik het Mark geantwoord: "Ons sal hierdeur kom, Steve. Op die een of ander manier."

Chapter 8: The Scandal Unravels

Steve slammed the door behind him as he entered his flat, breathing heavily and sweating. He held a tabloid newspaper in his shaking hands, which showed his face on the front page and a headline that read: "Pool of Debauchery: PUA Guru in Sticky Situation."

His friend Mark, who had been waiting for him, took the paper from Steve's hands and started reading the article out loud. "Five women have said that Steve 'The Trainwreck Casanova' Mills made them join a strange sexual event in a pool filled with whipped cream, honey, and strawberry jam."

Steve fell onto the sofa, covering his face with his hands. "This is it, mate. My life is finished. They've changed everything, making me look like a monster!"

Mark paused, putting the newspaper on the coffee table. "Steve, is it true? Did you do what they say you did?"

Steve looked up, his eyes red and puffy. "I... I did have a party, and there was a pool with whipped cream and things, but I never made anyone do anything! It was all agreed! They just want to bring me down!"

Mark sighed, rubbing his head. "Well, it doesn't look good for you, mate. They've got a lot of details about what happened in the pool, and it seems like they've got some proof to support their claims."

Steve's face showed anger. "I don't get it. Why would they do this to me? I thought we all had a good time!"

Mark frowned. "Maybe they didn't think that. It's hard to say for sure. But you need to get ready. This is going to be difficult, and you'll need to defend yourself against these claims."

Steve groaned, hiding his face in his hands again. "I can't believe this is happening. Just when I thought I'd finally achieved something."

Mark patted his friend's shoulder kindly. "Look, let's not worry too much yet. You've got to face this, but I'm here to help you. We'll sort it out."

Steve nodded, wiping a tear away. "Thanks, Mark. I really appreciate that."

Mark stood up, ready to go. "I'll let you rest, mate. We'll talk more tomorrow, and we'll decide what to do next."

As Mark walked to the door, Steve said quietly, "I never thought my life would be like this. It's all gone so wrong."

With a serious nod, Mark replied, "We'll get through this, Steve. One way or another."