Angel from Heaven

Chapter 17

HELEN'S POV

"Dear lord! Where the hell is my dialogue? Did I left that at home?" I groaned and mumbled to myself.

"Helen, you good?" Cillian walks towards me.

"Huh? Oh hi Cillian.. Y-Yeah.. It's just, I think I left some part of my dialogue at home! I need to get back home." I said.

"Why don't you send someone to fetch your script for you?" He asked.

"The script isn't at my house. It's at my.. umm.. my girlfriend's house. Sooo.. it'll be hard for my assistant to find my things there.." I said.

"Ohh.. Well that's alright. You can go in the morning. Your take will start at noon, if I'm not mistaken.. so you'll still have time. Even if you're not, I'll make sure you have." He said.

"Are you serious?" I asked, he nodded. "Oh Cillian! thank you so much. Thank you.. I'll leave in the morning then. Once again, thank you dear. You're the best." I hug him.

"No problem." He smiled and left.

Cillian is a really a nice person and also a good friend. I've known him for quite some time now. He's like a brother to me. I'm so grateful to have him as a friend.

The next day, in the early morning, I went back home. It took 3 hours drive to get home. I tried to call y/n to tell her that I'll be home for a bit hoping I can see her before she leaves for work, but she didn't pick up.

Hmmm.. maybe she's still sleeping.. it's still early anyway..

The car rides surprisingly faster than I expected. Once I arrived, I get out of the car, open the door with my own key and went inside. It's still quiet here, y/n probably still sleeping.

I checked the living room, hoping my dialogue was there. Thank god it is, it's on the coffee table next to the couch. When I was about to grab it, I noticed there's a woman's high heels lying on the floor on the other side of the couch. It looks familiar but it's not y/n's. Or maybe she got a new pair?

I didn't suspect anything at first, I'm just a little bit curious. She's normally put her shoes in the closet next to the front door. This is unusual.

After grabbing my script, I put it in my bag and went upstairs to see y/n before I go back to the set. All of the sudden I feel anxious when I saw a woman's coat hanging on the stair railing. It's clearly not y/n's.

I open y/n's room quietly. And what I saw really surprised me. I saw y/n sleeping in the bed with another woman. I couldn't see her face because her back facing me but her messy hair looks familiar. It's look like.. Helena?

The other woman turned her face to me and I could feel my heart stopped beating. It is Helena. My girlfriend sleeping in the same bed, under the same blanket with my best friend. My worst nightmare becomes reality.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? Y/N! HELENA!" I shouted with tears starts to rolling down my eyes.

Y/n's eyes shot open. She's sitting up straight, startled. Helena open her eyes slightly and look at me blankly, she looks completely confused. After a few seconds y/n quickly got out of bed, but I immediately turned around and left her room even before her feet touching the ground.

"HELEN!" I heard y/n shouting my name behind me.

I keep walking fast, almost running downstairs. I don't want to look back. I don't want to talk to y/n. I feel so betrayed.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I feel someone grabbed my wrist. I turned around then I met y/n's eyes.

"Helen please.. I can explain-" she beg.