Mrs. Maybe Not

Chapter 19

Brittney, this is where you come into play. It can only be you. Don't drag anyone else into this. This is what you need to do...

"Brittney?" A female voice asks from the doorway.

I turn to see my sister standing there.

"It's 7 in the morning, what are you doing up?" She asks, "You're never up before 9. You didn't sleep did you?"

"Don't really have the time. Today's now Thursday and the wedding is Saturday. I can't stop until everything is done." I whisper.

She nods and walks in.

"Crystal, I love you and all, but you can't be in here." I order.

"Brittney, I know what dad has to say. I have my own part that I'm supposed to be doing." She replies.

I start losing my patience. "Crystal, get the hell out of my room. I need to fucking get this done. I don't have all fucking day."

She backs away slowly, tears rimming her eyes. When she gets to the door she takes off running.

I run my hand through my hair and sigh. I didn't mean to snap at her but I had read what dad said. I was the only one allowed to do this next part.

-=+=-

"Miss Brittney, here's some lunch." One of the maids says, bringing in some stupid, fancy meal.

"Put it on the dresser for now." I order, as I keep reading on. She nods and does just that. And then she's out of my room again.

I need you to get the files from Jasper. Then, have someone anonymously, give them to the media. After that is done you can move onto your mission that I gave you. Remember don't tell anyone what you're doing.

One last thing. Burn this book. Right now.

I take one last look at my job and then grab the candle by my bed, striking a match and taking it all into the bathroom, I burn his journal in the bath tub.

The last piece of my father, burned and gone.

-=+=-

"Brandon, I need you to go down to the newspaper press. Take the files with you and deliver them to someone by the name Peter Andrews. Tell them that only Peter may see them but they will make them rich. They should listen." I order, "Caleb, you have to distract your mom for the day while Ashley and Brandon are out. Ashley, you are driving Brandon down there, and then driving right back here."

They all nod and keep their attention on me.

"I have to do something else today. But, you guys can't know yet." I sigh, "Let's just get going please. It's already 2 and we are having a rehearsal dinner tonight at 6."

Everyone leaves except for James.

"Brittney, you're becoming closed off again." He points out, "It's not good. You're going to do something no one would want you to do aren't you?"

I nod and walk upstairs, trying to avoid any questions that I can.

I follow Brandon and Ashley to the garage and take the closest car, a 2010 Impala.

Making my way downtown, I stop at Jasper's house, which is a lot closer.

I walk straight in, knowing that he's aware I'm coming.

"So, you read your father's journal." He says as I walk into the kitchen, finding him.

I nod, "Yup. And I know what I have to do now. But Jasper I need you to promise me one thing. You will keep everyone safe. If Ally makes it out alive, I need you to protect all of them. And I mean all of them."

"I promise that I will keep them safe. But you need to go get everything ready. You have about a day." He replies, the smile gone.

"Thank you for everything Jasper. Please keep them safe." I give a slight smile and then walk out.

-=+=-

I walk into the store and straight to the back room. There right where my father said it would be, was Room 201.

I take a deep breathe and walk in.

"I'm here on behalf of John Klable." I say to the man in the chair, his back facing me.

"So you're Miss Brittney?" He says spinning around in his chair.

Sitting there is a guy that looks to be a few years older than me.

"My name's Adam." He says standing up and coming towards me.

"I know who you are. You're my half brother." I snap. "I'm only here because my father said you would know what I was talking about and be able to help me."

He laughs, "Of course I do. John might not have loved me as much as you and Crystal, but he still would try and visit as often as possible. I mean he was what 16 when my mother ended up pregnant?"

"I really don't care about your sob story. I already have my own to deal with. And the quicker we get this over with the quicker I can get back to it." I reply, through my teeth.

"Sure baby sis. But the thing is, although we share the same father it's going to cost you." He replies, "I want an invite to the wedding."

"Deal. Now just hit me up with the stuff I'm going to be needing." I sigh.

-=+=-

"Be careful okay?" Adam says to me as I walk out of the his office.

"I will be as careful as I can with this plan." I laugh.

"You know you don't have to right? There's other ways to deal with this." He pleads.

"Adam, that's cute. There really isn't any other way to deal with this right now." I reply, hugging him, "It was nice to meet you."

He smiles and I walk out to my car, carrying everything Adam had just gave me.

I look at the time and sigh. 30 minutes to get home and dressed for the rehearsal dinner. This was just swell.

I speed home and am relieved when I get there with 10 minutes to spare. I hide all the stuff in my backpack and run inside and up to my room.

Throwing on a dress and freshening up my make up and hair I walk out to run into Caleb.

"About time. Lets go." He laughs.

I smile and take him by the arm, and we walk to the dinner in the garden.

-=+=-

A.N

I'm bored. So here's another part. I swear I have no life. I'm currently waiting for my bae to get off work and to Skype me. So let's see how many more parts I can get out before he gets home.

-Kawa