Oklahoma Heart: Stolen Away

What are the Chances?

Ten years ago...

Alexander came home from the event exhausted, drenched from rainwater, but alert expecting the yelling he was sure she would give him. He hated that photo already. Lexie had grabbed him in front of a photographer and insisted he take it. Even though she knew he wasn't supposed to be seen with her there. She wasn't supposed to be there but he was sure she had gotten word that he would be and thought the opportunity was something she couldn't pass up. He hated dealing with it but she was his costar for his next film and everyone had to think they were close but he didn't want to be as close as she wanted him to be. She wasn't Em. He had been with Em since junior year of college and had been her goofy, yet sexy friend for two years prior. He had worked hard to prove to her that he was worthy but sometimes he did fuck that up. He loved her though. Secretly he even liked it when she got mad at him because her cute Okie Drawl would come out.

He unlocked the door and pushed it open. "Hey, babe I know you probably saw the photo with Lex but don't worry I didn't stay near her for more than that one photo, not a moment longer. Babe?" The house was dark. The only sounds he heard were the rain hitting the roof and dripping down the windows. He ran throughout the townhome. Nothing. He only found her phone sitting on the bed with a small note.

I thought about it. I sat here staring at the photo and I thought about it. I love you, Alex. I do love you so much but I'm tired of having to fight you for love for myself. I'm tired of not feeling like I matter to you enough. The nights together are wonderful and so full of passion and fire but the days are full of well shit. We fight constantly, or we don't speak. I can't. This photo with her. The woman who I caught in our bed only a few months ago. I can't. I need to feel safe and I don't with you. I hope you find the fame and love you deserve.

Forever your Em

" What the Fuck?! Em!" He picked up his phone to call and then heard her's ringing next to him on the bed. He forgot it was there. He checked and her stuff from the bedroom and bathroom were gone. Four years, his whole world had just gone. He had fought hard to get her in the beginning and he had fought hard to keep her, he thought but at that moment he had no fight left. She had left him. She was gone and he didn't know what to do. He just laid there on their bed and cried. He was like the scared boy he had been when his father left him as a child. Now someone else he loved was gone. He cried the rest of the night and into the next morning but on the third day his agent called. The film with Lex was set to begin and even though he didn't feel like he could get out of bed on the inside the outside rushed through the townhouse getting ready and was out the door and into a cab on his way to the airport to film. He did hire two private investigators to find out what he had suspected, she went home. The only time he tried to ask about her after that were the days he went past the museum where she had worked. He found out that she spoke with them the next morning and had quit from a coworker who remembered them together. He should have known that to begin with. He put her in the rearview. Except for one more time..

For ten years he dated off and on. He had a few relationships with other actresses but most were either publicity or just not much more than sex. Nothing felt meaningful as it did with Em. He never went looking for her after that night though. People asked about her at first. Little things would come up in conversations with mutual friends from college but none ever told him where she was and he never asked. He knew she was safe and happy but after ten years he felt like he was the only one who still had her in his mind. This industry moves so fast no one had time to care about some nobody ex of his. The media did a short piece on it when he let it be known that he was single. He had a few one-night stands throughout the years. The fans were relentless sometimes and sometimes he let bad judgment from alcohol or a pill or two affect him but he always saw her face when it wore off and he felt awful. He was too old for that kind of thing now. He wanted something real but no one could measure up to Em. He'd never admit that though. He just kept dodging the relationship questions with the press. Saying the only relationships he needs are with God, his mom, and his fans and things like that.