she's a princess, he's a rising actor, surly they will never cross parts
what happens when Rising star Malachi Barton is filming a new movie in New Zealand and crosses paths with the Princess.
"no we can't it's simply impossible"
"Your t...
The next morning, I woke up feeling a mix of emotions. The events of the previous night still lingered in my mind, and I wasn't sure how to process them. I got out of bed and got dressed, my movements mechanical.
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As I made my way downstairs, I could feel the tension in the air. Everyone knew what had happened last night, and I could sense their eyes on me, sympathetic but also curious.
When I entered the kitchen, I was taken aback by the sight before me. Brittany was sitting at the table, wearing Malachi's clothes. My heart sank, my eyes fixed on her with a mix of anger and hurt. The room was silent, the only sound being the clinking of utensils against plates.
Malachi was sitting next to her, his eyes avoiding mine. I could feel the awkwardness in the room, the tension palpable. No one knew what to say, how to react. It was like we were all stuck in a moment of suspended animation, unsure of how to move forward.
I took a deep breath and made my way to the table, my eyes fixed on Brittany. She was smiling, her eyes sparkling with triumph. I could feel my anger rising, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Good morning," she said, her voice cheerful.
I didn't respond, my eyes fixed on her. I couldn't believe she was sitting there, wearing Malachi's clothes, like she was rubbing it in my face.
The silence in the room was deafening, the only sound being the ticking of the clock on the wall. It was like time had stopped, and we were all stuck in this moment of awkwardness.
Finally, MK broke the silence, his voice soft. "Hey, Laura, how are you doing?"
I shrugged, my eyes still fixed on Brittany. "I'm fine," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
The room was still silent, the tension palpable. It was like we were all waiting for something to happen, for someone to make a move.
But no one did. We just sat there, stuck in this moment of awkwardness, unsure of how to move forward.
I was seated across from Brittany, diagonally across from Malachi. I could feel my heart racing, my mind racing with thoughts of what had happened the night before.
As we began to eat, I couldn't help but speak out loud, my voice laced with pettiness. "So, Malachi, how was your night?" I asked, my eyes fixed on him.
Malachi looked up, his eyes meeting mine. "It was fine, Laura," he replied, his voice cautious.
I raised an eyebrow, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, really? Just fine? That's not what it looked like to me."
Brittany's eyes flashed with anger, but I didn't care. I was too hurt, too angry, to care about being petty.
Malachi sighed, his eyes dropping to his plate. "Laura, come on. Let's not do this."
But I couldn't help myself. I was too raw, too hurt. "Do what, Malachi? Talk about how you betrayed me? How you lied to me?"
The room was silent, the only sound being the clinking of utensils against plates. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, but I didn't care. I was too focused on Malachi, on making him see how much he had hurt me.
"Laura, stop," Malachi said, his voice firm. "This isn't the time or place."
But I couldn't stop. I was too angry, too hurt. "No, Malachi, this is the perfect time and place. You see, I thought we had something special. But I guess I was wrong."
The room was silent, the tension palpable. I could feel my heart racing, my mind racing with thoughts of what had happened the night before.
Finally, MK spoke up, his voice soft. "Laura, maybe we should talk about this later."
But I just shook my head, my eyes fixed on Malachi. "No, MK. Clearly everyone is on Malachi's side." Meg who was on my left gently rubbed my arm "no Honey thats not true, lets just talk about it in a more controlled way"I huffed out a sigh i knew she was right it needed to be dealt with in a contoled environment away from everyone especially that evil Brittany but i didn't care at this moment. i wanted to be petty maybe then Malachi would actually care "i need some air"
As I stood up to leave, Malachi pushed his chair back and stood up, his eyes pleading. "Laura, wait. Let me explain."
I was already walking out the kitchen and down the hall leading to the front door.
I didn't want to hear it. I didn't want to hear his excuses, his justifications. I knew what I saw, and I knew how I felt.
"No, Malachi. I don't want to hear it," I said, my voice firm. "I didn't want to hear it last night and I sure as hell don't want to hear it now."
Malachi took a step forward, his eyes filled with desperation. "Laura, please. Just listen to me. It's not what you think. Brittany...she pushed herself onto me. I didn't kiss her, I swear."
But I wasn't having it. I didn't want to hear his excuses, his lies. I knew what I saw, and I knew how I felt.
"I don't want to hear it, Malachi," I repeated, my voice firm. "You had your chance, why didn't you run after me or come find me.You didn't care enough to come explain yourself. Mk and Freya had to come find me and if it wasn't for them i probably wouldn't have came home last night."
And with that, I turned and walked away, leaving Malachi standing there, his eyes filled with regret.
"You lost your right to explain yourself to me the moment your clothes covered her body.I mean how stupid do you think i am."
The room was silent, the tension palpable. I could feel my heart racing, my mind racing with thoughts of what had happened the night before seeping through,seeing them both walking out of his room as she wore that smug smile on her face wearing his clothes.
And then, without another word, I opened the door and left.
________________________________ ______________________ I know guys it's super short but it felt fitting to end it right there. Drama is coming soon so buckle up and sit back.
I'll probably double update later on. Don't count on it tho.
