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Ch8: I'm A Big Unhappy Mess Of A Human Being
Day 66
"What do you mean," I exclaim "the press? Are you sure?"
"Positive," J answers "there's cameras everywhere and they keep saying they want to talk to Elliot."
"Shit," I get out of bed and walk to my mirror.
"What do I do?"
"Nothing," I say "don't answer any questions and as far as you know Elliot does not live here. I'll fix it J."
"Okay, thanks."
I grab a hair tie and throw my brown hair into a high ponytail. Before running to the restroom and quickly washing my face. I look at my reflection for a few seconds studying my face. Big black bags under my light green eyes, and my brown hair is frizzy and untamed.
I'm a big unhappy mess of a human being.
"What am I going to do?" I ask out loud rubbing my face with my hands.
"What mess are you in?" someone asks making me jump.
"Elliot," I push him "you scared the hell out of me."
"Sorry," he leans casually against the side of the door.
"You," I point an accusing finger at him "what the hell did you do?"
"Nothing," he raises his hands.
"You obviously did," I push him "because the press is here and they know you live here."
"I don't know how," he holds my wrist "I didn't call them."
"Well," I pull my hands free "fix it because when I come back I don't want them here."
"I can't just kick them out," he exclaims "they will never listen to me."
"I know they won't," I roll my eyes "that's why you have to trick them."
"How?"
"I always have to fix everything," I storm out of the bathroom, Elliot following me.
"What are you doing?"
"Shut up," I run into my room locking the door and pick up my disposable phone. I dial G-Max Magazine which is the biggest Magazine company in San Francisco and they love Elliot Stone.
"Hello," a women answers.
"Hi," I say speaking as if I was in a hurry "I just saw Elliot Stone coming out of a building in Wallow and Fidel street."
"Are you sure?" she asks excitedly.
"I'm positive," I pretend to yell before hanging up.
That will get rid of them at least for some time.
"Lydia," Elliot yells and I ignore him. Quickly I throw on some jeans, a black V-neck shirt, my black vans and grab the small lock hidden under my clothes and put it in my pocket.
"Lydia," Elliot yells again and I open the door walking out of the room.
"I fixed it," I announce before leaving the apartment.
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Reaching the dock facing Alcatraz I lean against the fence.
So many memories...
YOU ARE READING
Girl With the Heart of Stone
Romance"Let's get rid of this," he releases my hair letting it fall freely His hot heavy breath lingers on my lips and sends shivers down my back. I see him looking down at my lips and I know what he's going to do "I'm sick," I murmur looking directly into...
