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Here is chapter 79....
Chapter seventy-nine
The air smelled of pine trees and vanilla cookies. The streets were lined with Santa Clauses and Christmas orients. The radio had nothing but Christmas songs on and it was something I called ‘bliss.’ My office was swarmed with gifts from my collogues, some gifts, some cards and some cookies.
“Yes, I can only after the New Year ma’am…well ok so it works out for us! Yes you have a Merry Christmas too! Bye-bye!” Tiffany came in with a gift of her own and placed it on my table. “Merry Christmas!” she exclaimed, “Awe Tiff no!” “Nah! Please” we exchanged kisses on the cheek before I gave her gift. She examined the picture of Ronnie on my desk. “He’s getting bigger and bigger” she exclaimed. “And a lot like Marshall!” I added.
“Hmm, the boss wants to know how you doing on your upcoming story ideas” said Tiff. “Oh it’s a disaster!” I groaned. Tiff scoffed and groaned with me. She kept glaring over to the pictures of the children and the pictures of Ronnie and Marshall. “Why don’t you pitch your own biography?” she said. “Yeah the boss hated seeing me on TMZ and in magazines enough why would he want to read my entire story?” I exclaimed sarcastically.
“Your story with Marshall has touched so many people and you don’t know it really because you only saw the bad in it. You’ve changed this man’s life and he had changed yours. You two are the perfect love story. I’m sorry to say and no offense to Stephanie Meyer; better then Bella and Edward.”
As Tiffany talked I thought of pitching that to the boss but not just my story, it would be my story only different characters. I chuckled, “Ok I will Tiff” “Great! Merry Christmas!” I started writing down a quick story line before going to my boss’s office. He hated Marshall and me but he liked that I was creative and I always made him feel like an asshole by getting him a gift when he never does for me.
“Mr. Calvin?” I asked, “Yes, Natalia come in” he jester his hand. “Um, I got a story idea” I said as I sat down. I gave him my notes and let him read it. “This is…remarkable!” he exclaimed. “Where did you get this idea?” he asked, “Would you believe it; me” I said. His expression erased, “Well…” he leaned back into his chair with a displease look on his face. “I’ll change the characters around erase the nosense parts” I exclaimed as if I begged him to agree with the story. “I…like it” I smiled in belief just before I was going to walk out, “Natalia?” I turned around. “Don’t change a thing in the story.”
I quickly rushed back to my office giving Tiff thumbs up! My phone ranged, “Hello?” I answered. “Hey baby” Marshall said, “Hey honey!” I exclaimed, “Listen I got the pre-nup I faxed it to you so you can sign it” he said. I turned around and saw the pre-nup already signed by Marshall. “Bout time!” I exclaimed. I signed my name under the attorney and faxed it back to Marshall. “Don’t forget church at five, Dre’s house at nine and ours at eleven” I muttered into the phone. “Don’t worry I will be there” he chuckled; his face grew serious as the fax came through. “Hey I love you” he said, “I love you too baby” I smiled.
Marshall’s POV:
At last, I finally got the pre-nup and Kim would be officially out our lives for good. I thought on it for a moment; my life has changed, all because of this one person that I can’t explain. “Mr.Mathers, have a Merry Christmas!” I chuckled, “Merry Christmas!” I turned my head to the papers and signed my name. I finally felt stress coming off my shoulders. I muttered, “it’s done” I gave the papers to the attorney and packed up.
My phone vibrated at first I thought it was Natalia, “I’m coming now baby!” I exclaimed “Baby?” My heart dropped, “Who is this?” I questioned. “Kim” she said. I sighed, Natalia has to call the phone company again I guess. “What you want?” I strained coldly. “Um, just wishing you a…Merry Christmas” she softly said. “And I’m sorry” she cried, “PLEASE! Let me see the girls!” she cried. I sighed, “No…You had your shot and you will not screw with me anymore or with the girls.” “Ronnie looks just like you!” She sobbed, it wasn’t working, “Kim you had your shot!” I growled. “Please!” she begged. I sighed as she cried. “I will always love you” she whimpered. “I know” I hung up the phone.
I drove to the church and began thinking more and more about my life for the pass three years. It all began really when I first saw Natalia at one of my concerts. Being too young and stupid I couldn’t approach her. Still battling with demons I couldn’t approach her on the set of Not Afraid and even in the coffee shop it didn’t feel right. But through it all she was always on my mind. “I would give up my world and fame to be in her world and fame.”
“Mild he lays his glory by born then men will no more may die born to raise the sons of earth born to give them second birth.” I couldn’t spot Natalia anywhere until Ronnie picked up his head and clapped his hands. I smiled as I got into the benches and stood next to my wife and kids. I removed Hailie’s hat from her head and kissed the girls hello. Ronnie reached over and cooed in my arms as he smiled. Natalia handed me the book to follow as we all sang together. As we sang I glared over at the girls and looked at Ronnie. How they are all so happy, Whitney clinged to Natalia. I couldn’t stop thinking, this one girl…this one person…made a difference in our lives. And it was our lives she made the difference. “Baby?” I said, “Hmm?” she glared at me, I didn’t know what to say expect “I love you.” We shared a soft kiss as she said, “I love you too Marshall.”
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