Mrs. Maybe Not

Chapter 9: Part 2

(This Second part is in Ashley's P.O.V. The next chapter will be back in Brittney's P.O.V)

I watched as she walked out of the house and smirked at James.

Turning around, I walk out of the room and into my own. The girl trying to steal my man was finally gone. Maybe Caleb would find her now... Wait Caleb.

"Sh*t!" I yelled, grabbing my phone and calling him up.

"This is Mark." A gruff, male voice answers.

"I need to speak to Caleb. It's about Brittney." I reply, my heart beating super fast.

The voice laughs, "Caleb is too busy to talk to some random little girl, about his runaway wife."

"This is Ashley. The one who was housing Brittney for the past I don't know month. He told me to call if anything happened. And well Brittney has ran off." I snap.

The other line is silent for a few seconds and then there's a muffling sound. "Hello, Ashley." A female voice answers.

"Hi, Ally." I snap. I had only spoken to her once and I hated her so much.

"I heard that Brittney ran off. Want to tell me what happened exactly?" I can hear the smirk already.

I sigh, "We got into a fight. I'm trying to make everything better. She was making out with Brandon and I called her out on it."

"Tsk tsk, Ashley. If you want to be able to keep Kenzie you better find her."

"I'm trying to make it better okay? Just cut me some slack. That girl is a fucking whore. It's not my fault she was locking lips with my man. No wonder Caleb cheated on her."

"I will talk to Caleb and you will be sent out here. Only you. And if you bring anyone else Kenzie will pay."

"I promise I'll bring Caleb good news."

"You better." And with that the line goes dead.

Of course she'd threaten me. She had been doing that since about 5 years ago, when I had became pregnant with Kenzie.

Ally had let me keep Kenzie and convince Brandon that she was his, but in reality it was Caleb's. But with Brittney in the picture, I couldn't just bring him the news. So I told Ally. She said to pretend it was Brandon's, but if anything happened she would take her away from me. Put her up for adoption or something.

She had never liked me. Maybe because I slept with her "taken" son, or maybe because I was prettier than her. But whatever it was she absolutely hated my guts.

My phone going off pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Hello?" I answer.

"You have 24 hours to get out here. Your plane leaves in 2 hours. Someone will be there to pick you up when you land." The line goes dead.

Of course now Caleb would be calling me down to talk to him so he could yell at me in person. Why I ever slept with the crazy guy, I don't know.

I started throwing clothes into my suitcase. When I went out to the family room to leave I looked over at Kenzie.

I couldn't bring her with, which meant one thing. She had to stay with Brandon, and until he got home that meant she had to stay with James.

Don't get me wrong, James was a great babysitter, but it would be better if it were just Brandon here. James will probably make up some story about how I ran off with a model or something. Which I guess is kind of true.

"James, I have to leave. Watch Kenzie. Tell Brandon I'll be home in a few days." And with that I run out the door and to my car to go face Caleb.

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A.N

PLOT TWIST!

Hehehe. That's all.

-Kawa