Love Without Tragedy | JB | a.u| BWWM | COMPLETE

Forty Five.

My mouth went dry and my eyes widened in size. This couldn't be happening. Not tonight anyway! My heart beat so loud I could hear it in my ears.

"Randy." I whispered.

"Aw, she still remembers." He said sarcastically.

My lip quivered as thoughts of how it came to be that Randy had Ms Jones' phone washed over me.

"How's life with pretty boy? I saw some pictures in some magazines. You're looking good." He said.

"Where's Ms Jones?" I whispered.

"Oh we're using our inside voices?" Randy mocked me by whispering too.

"Damn it, Randy." I said.

He chuckled.

"Your Ms Jones is fine. For now." He said. "Told you I wasn't done with you. Poor old lady got left behind while Dileah went off with her bitch ass prince charming."

"What have you done to her?" Tears streamed down my face.

"I can't tell you that." Randy faked hurt.

"Randy, don't hurt her. I'll do anything, just please don't touch her."

Randy chuckled.

"Why don't you come back to NYC? I'll let her go as soon as you get your ass down here. A life for a life. You love your Ms Jones, don't you?"

I whimpered.

"You better not tell that rich boy any of this or else." Randy threatened.

"You're the one who's been prank calling his phone and doing things to his plane, huh?"

Randy chuckled.

"What am I supposed to say to him, Randy?" I cried softly.

"You were fucking him and cooking for me so I take it you're a great liar. You'll figure something out. You know where home is, Dileah. Come back and your Ms Jones will be okay. Take your time and you might wanna start watching the news. You never know."

"You're a dick, do you know that?!" I hissed.

"Don't get sassy with me, Dileah. I'll do something."

I wiped my tears with the back of my hands.

"Two days is all I'm giving you, baby."

"Wh--"

Randy hung up.

I cried into my hands softly.

I hated tonight with all my heart. First Richard, now this? How was I going to tell Justin?

"Dileah?" I heard Justin say as he knocked on the bathroom door.

I sniffled and quickly got some toilet paper to wipe my tears and blow my nose.

"Dee?" He said.

I put my phone back in my clutch bag and I opened the bathroom door.

As I looked at Justin's face, I knew that now was the perfect time to express my realisation and get out of here to go save Ms Jones.

"Hey." He said softly.

The look on his face shattered me so much, I felt the need to cry again.

"I can't do this, Justin. This was a mistake." I sniffled.

"What?"

"I don't belong here. I've gotta go." I said.

"Go where?"