Possession

IX

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Sydney's POV

As I sat across from Kiki Diago with Alek next to me I faked a smile. This was going to be a long interview that I really didn't want to go through, but I'm here. The crowd soon died down the applause and the shouting.

"So," Kiki crossed her legs and leaned in to smile at us, "How does it feel to be America's Hottest Couple?" Her smile turned into a grin as she leaned in until she was resting on her armrest.

Alek and I look at each then faked a laugh before turning back to her, "It feels amazing. I wasn't even sure that people knew about me until I came out here, but I guess I'm loved and hated."

"I surely love you for one," Alek leaned over and kissed my cheek and I closed my eyes and faked a smile. The crowd went wild from this and I mentally rolled my eyes, they were eating this shit up.

"That's nice. Now I have a question, how did you guys meet? I think everyone in the crowd would like to know. Right, you guys?" She turned to them and they began to cheer and clap.

"Babe, how about you tell the story. I love hearing you tell how we met," I fluttered my eyelashes a couple times as I looked at Alek with a small grin on my lips.

He gave a tight smile which meant 'I'm going to kill you later' but to others it might have seemed warm and loving, "Fine. I will, but only because I love how we met." He grinned and grabbed my hand before turning to Kiki. "I remember it like it was just days ago..."

'It was just days ago you fool,' I said inside of my head, but listen to his 'story'.

"I was going for a run in the park and I had my headphones in jamming to, of course, Drake, and not paying attention. Well... that's until I bumped into someone and ended up on the ground. I got up and took out my headphones, I was going to help this beautiful woman up , but she gave me attitude and started yelling at me," he leaned over to look at me with a grin and I rolled my eyes, "And that's when I fell in love with this incredibly crazy woman."

The crowd awed as I mentally rolled my eyes, but keep a smile one my face.

"So," Kiki crossed her legs and drummed her hands on her thighs, "When is this wedding?"

"In four days," Alek chimed in and looked at me with a sheepish smile.

Four days?

Four days...

FOUR FUCKING DAYS!

Am I really expected to get a dress, nails, here. Shit! A venue. Oh, I don't care if he is the most feared Mafia lord. I'm going to stab him with everyone knife, sword, and spoon he owns, than I'm going to grab some lemon and salt and pour them in his wounds. Yes, perfect. Let him burn...BURN BABY BURN.

"Sydney?"

I blinked a couple times before turning my attention to Kiki.

"Are you okay dear? You kinda spaced out after he said four days and your nostrils flared. You've also been mumbling about lemon and salt," she raised an eyebrow at me and smiled as I knew she was looking for something to call this relationship what it truly is.