In Omnia Paratus (AU) - Book 2

Lying and forgetting

I'm so on top of updates at the moment, I'm quite proud. I will be updating a lot more on this books and my other current one so keep an eye out for those notifications. Should be around this time every night. Sorry about the period of no updates.

"You're holidays good then huh?" I smiled not really having the time to have this conversation between shoots. George was stood at the door nudging me to hurry up.

"It's great, I'm sad you didn't come." He sighed.

"Oh yeah me too, anyway I know this was short but I kinda need to go if that's alright?" I asked looking over at George.

"Yeah sure... uh I'll speak to you later." Richard sounded sad before we said our goodbyes. "Love you."

"I love you too." I smiled before hanging up the phone and then quickly getting my hair done and curled for the next shoot.

"Boyfriend?" George asked.

"Uh yeah," I nodded casually. "The one I had Maisie with." We spoke a lot about Maisie recently because George was interested in what had happened and everything that was going on.

"Ah the serious one." He smiled.

"You and Alicia serious?" I asked smiling at him.

"Not really. We have sex like you and I used to, except we used to be together and do stuff and date. We literally just have sex when we want to." George complained.

"You sound upset about that? To get sex with model any time you want?" I laughed.

"Yeah but there's nothing there. It isn't the same." He explained.

- - - - -

"Wanna explain where exactly you're spending most of your time at home?" Dad confronted me one night when I got back from modelling and was playing with violet.

"Dad."

"No what are you doing? Because drugs or smoking or anything like that aren't tolerated and you won't be welcome home if I see--" Dave started his rant and I looked over at violet and widened my eyes, how did he say this in front of her. "Violet go see mummy." He snapped.

"Hold it. I've just started modelling again. That's all." I shrugged as violet walked off sadly, she hadn't done anything wrong and suddenly she was getting yelled at for no reason.

"Modelling? Really, you think that's a good idea?" He moaned automatically at me.

"Yes, to be honest with you. I do think it's a good idea and I'm 18 you can't stop me." I threatened him as I shrugged my shoulders.

"Look--"

"Let's just drop it yeah? I'm sorry for not telling you and I don't need an argument yeah?" I laughed gently as dads faced calmed in less than a second. He didn't want to argue either.

"Yes, alright okay." Dad nodded.

- - - - -

"George go on give me some good news." I smiled as I walked into work after a few days off and relax with violet and the rest of the family.

"They still want you to do the swim wear." He sighed. "Dad's a bit annoyed that you're even asking to get out of the most important one."

"It is not the most important. It is very important but not the most..." I trailed off. "I can't do it."

"I wish you would tell me why." He sighed plonking himself down on the sofa in my dressing room. "I'm doing the shoot and I hate them too."

"Well there's some things I haven't told you and wearing a bikini is not the top of my priorities." I sighed getting a little annoyed about the whole thing.

"If its the fact you've had a kid I can confirm that you are not fat. Don't worry about that." He pouted and put on a small smile for a few seconds before making eye contact with me.

"It's not that."

"Then tell me, please." George begged and then moaned some more.

- - - - -

I didn't want to tell him I'd self harmed so I didn't tell him. It was silly but I just don't like talking about it and even though most of the scars will eventually heal I don't want to go around telling everyone my sob story.

However, we did end up drinking cheap beer that was a prop yesterday and now we were one of the last people other than the office staff, left at the modelling building. It was fun hanging out with him.

"Shall we order pizza before we finish a crate of this?" George laughed still in his outfit from the last shoot.

"Good idea, I'll call it up." I smiled leaning over and grabbing my phone, looking up the pizza place and ordered way too much food for just two people.

We ended up sat on the floor of my dressing room, eating pizza with one hand and beer in the other. It was quite funny actually. We ended up just having honest chats with one another and actually felt like he was a very good friend rather than this awkward ex boyfriend.

- - - - -

Richard had got a taxi from the airport to Jenna's house as they had agreed last week and he knocked on the door assuming that she would answer but she never did. Rachel did but then he was immediately phoning her and texting her to find out where she was.

"She's not here sorry." Rachel shrugged. "Come in though, she will be back soon. Ill ask Dave and see if he knows where she is."

Richard sat down on the sofa with his phone to ear listening to the ringing of the phone hoping she would just answer. It just worried him because they had this planned and Jenna was so OCD that she would be prepared and know when he was coming.

She must of forgotten. Which is exactly what Dave said.

"She must of forgotten." Dave appeared in the room and Richard hung up the incessant ringing where no one hung up. "I hate to be the cause of the argument because she clearly hasn't told you like she didn't tell me but she's back modelling."

"Modelling? Again." He snapped at him but then felt bad. "Sorry, it's just I don't particularly like that place."

"Neither do I. But Jenna will do what she wants to do and no one can stop her." Dave sighed. "She's probably there now. I would head there first."

"Alright, thank you. See you later." Richard stood up and walked out getting back in the taxi he had asked to stay behind for just a few minutes, he would pay them extra for waiting, and he headed for her office.