Promise PT 2 (COMPLETED)

On top.

Jim Halbert. Yes please😍
LEX
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Andrea?! Are you fucking kidding me! ANDREA. He called me Andrea!
I stormed down the street freezing because I left my jacket on the chair. I walked into a random buildings and went into the elevator. The top floor I just need to be somewhere high. The doors opened to an office building with one man working in a room full of desks.

"Can I help you?" He got up. He was so hot.
"I'm going to sound crazy, but I'm not. Do you guys have a balcony I just...this is the highest floor in the building and I just..."

"Need that rush of being on top of the world for once" he smiled.

"I was about to head up to the roof if you wanna come along"

"Please" I smiled trying not to cry.

"Come on" he grabbed my hand and lead me to a flight of stairs.

"My dad used to work in this building. He used to come up here to smoke, said he left official instead of a janitor. He brought me up here once and made me promise I wouldn't just be a janitor in this building but It'd own a business in this building. After he said that, he stood right at the edge and let himself fall. He let me watch. I felt so bad, I felt like I killed him so I worked my ass off the own a business in this building to make it up to him and my mom. But here i am, feeling miserable making millions. I want to stand on the edge but not to die but to get the thrill of knowing any minute I could, just like that and loose everything. Now you think I'm crazy and suicidal but I'm not, well maybe I'm crazy but I just—"

"I get it" I took a deep breath, "my mom is a classy prostitute, my dad died of cancer, and my brother died in a car crash"

"My mom has schizophrenia, my dad killed himself and my sister hates me because I saw him die and I didn't stop it"

"My boyfriend at the time cheated on me when I was pregnant um with this named Andrea and he has a kid with her"

"My wife can't even look at me"

"I had a miscarriage with my 3rd child"

"My wife hates me because my son died of cancer at 4"

"My boyfriend proposed and we're on our honeymoon but he called me Andrea at dinner when I told him I was offered an apprenticeship in Millan with Mikey Murphy the famous poet, he got mad and we started arguing and then called me Andrea. I fucking hate her, I know he loves the way he can't love me but what am I gonna do because  himself let alone me but I agreed to get married knowing his true feelings. He prefers his son Brandon over our two kids Teegan and Zander i can see it in his eyes he just has this connection with Brandon that he doesn't have with our kids and I hate that. I hate everything, I hate the fact that I'm here confessing to a stranger who doesn't care and just wanted peace. I hate the fact that I forgot my jacket at that stupid fancy restaurant. I just wanted to go ice-skating and grab a pretzel" I looked out over the city, "I hate that I love him so much even though he hurts me over and over and over again! I wish I wasn't dumb, I wish I could go back in time and not have gone to that summer camp"

"Then you wouldn't have your kids"

"I love my kids till death due us part. They're reminders to me that everything is gonna be okay. But then Brandon walks in and he just...he's a symbol of distraction And problems in our house. He doesn't belong in our house in my house. He's not supposed in my Christmas card. Imma terrible person for saying that but I just can't do this anymore and I wish I hadn't gotten married. I wish I could take it back. I wish I could so much, because I can't do this anymore I've forgiven him but I can't forget, and everytime I remember, everytime Brandon or Andrea walks into my house the image of me crying and screaming on the floor appears and that feeling comes back and I just can't forgive him until I forget again"

"Get a divorce"

I rummaged through my purse and pulled out my phone and called Rio.

"Rio!"

"Hey Mrs.Lawley what's up?"

"I um...I was wondering if you could do me a favour" I tried not to cry.

"Are you alright"

"I'm fine just taking everything in. I just need you not to send in that certificate of marriage yet"

"Why?"

" Kian and I want to do it, we just... Could you just wait until we get back?"

"No problemo sis! I'll see ya in a week"

"Yup in a week"

"Great! Goodnight"

"Goodnight" I hung up.

"Kian?"

"Kian Lawley"

"Like the actor?"

"Yeah"

"Oh."

"Oh is right" I sat on the floor, "I just wanna go home"

"Where is home?"

"Hawaii with my dad, and my brother" I cried, "I just want them to be here they could tell me what to do. What's the right answer but they're dead and I can't...I just can't—"
He sat next to me. We hung our legs off the side of the building.

"We could jump, and abandon all responsibility, or we could go ice-skating and grab that pretzel"

"Jumping sounds—" I thought about it, "dramatic. Let's go ice skating and pretzel grabbing"