A Photograph

Chapter 2

"Holy shit!"

Zach Slade making out with his girlfriend in the middle of nowhere? Now that's something spicy. But doesn't he have a big mansion to do dirty stuff in? I think to myself, disgusted when the blonde moans again, loudly.

But this should be enough to convince him for the interview. I grin to myself.

I hold the half-eaten chocolate with my lips and take out my phone from my pocket to take a picture.

And when I'm just about to click the photograph, that's when I notice. The blonde isn't Kim. But I've seen her somewhere. She's some model. I can't remember her name but she's a newbie. This asshole is cheating on Kim with the blonde. Mr. Oh-I'm-so-busy-don't-have-time-for-interviews is a fucking cheater!

Well, good for me, more dirt on him would make it easy to blackmail him.

Smiling evilly, I click six pictures. I could hear the instrumental detective tone playing in the back of my mind.

As I go through the clicked pictures and smile widely, my beloved chocolate fell from my mouth making an "oww" erupt from my throat.

I quickly bend down and look at Zach. He was trying to look where the sound came from. And as soon as he turns I run for my life. I don't even wait to catch my breath when I sit in my car. I started driving not even looking back to check if he saw me or not.

Happily, I drive to Alf's apartment. I can't wait to tell him this. What would be more fun than blackmailing an asshole? I just can't stop the smirk right now.

Quickly, I park my car and run to his door and keep knocking like a madwoman. Cmon open the damn door. I don't stop knocking till he opens the door.

"What the fuck is wrong with you woman?" Alf exclaims as soon as he sees me. He stands there on the door glaring at me foiling me from entering.

Scoffing, I simply grab his hand try to drag him to the couch. Well, the keyword being 'try'. I mutter 'fat ass' under my breath when I'm unable to move him even 3 inches.

"Would you fucking move? I gotta show you something!" I shouted, my voice lacing both anger and excitement.

Finally, he moves but not before rolling his eyes at me to which I also rolled my eyes.

"Okay. Sit here and give me a minute. I have to choose the best photograph to show you." I told him after making him sit on the three-seater.

"What photographs Av?"

"Shut up!" I said smacking him on the head with my left hand still scrolling through the pictures. I finally pick out the clearest one. In this picture, Zach has his tongue deep down blondie's throat. Gross, I tell you! Half of both of their faces are clear. One can easily make out that the guy is Zach and the girl is definitely not Kim.

Finally, I hand my phone to Alf.

"Gadzooks! Where did you get this picture from?"

"Clicked them myself. There's more." I  said proudly and showed him the rest of the pics.

"How?!"

"I just went for a drive. And I saw this really cool place. There were lots of trees and it was so calm there. So I just parked my car and started roaming here and there and then I saw him with the girl! So I just clicked some pictures and left as quietly as I could."

"Quietly Av? You sure you didn't throw a stone at them or something?"

"I did no such thing!" Can't stop the glare!

"Okay okay. Who is this girl though?"

"How would I know? Oh but you can call her blondie. Slade is cheating on Kim with her. Do you realize how fun it would be to blackmail him?!"

"Well, I guess you wouldn't find out. Because I won't let you do any such thing Av."

"And why would you do that?"

"You seriously think he'll let you off the hook easily if you blackmail him? Why the hell do you even want to do that?"

"Because he happens to be on the hot seat! Char has been asking me to interview him since forever. But every damn time his secretary or he himself would decline making some stupid excuse. If I manage to interview him before any other publication you know how good that would be. I'll... It'll...it'll be helpful for us!" I said, changing my mind and not saying what I wanted to.

Before I could look up to see his reaction, his phone started ringing and he got up to grab it. It was somewhere in the kitchen I guess. That's where the sound was coming from.

I turn off the screen of my phone, put it in my right jeans pocket, and follow him.

As soon as I enter the kitchen, I see him putting his phone in his pocket too.

"Park?" He questions raising his eyebrows.

"I completely forgot. Let's go!" I shout to him while going back into the living room to grab my car keys.

Without waiting for him, I go down and sit in my car, turn it on and start to drive.

Going to the park is our usual routine. We don't talk much there. We both just like sitting there calmly and star grazing. I have had an obsession with stars for as long as I can remember. Free, busy, sick, healthy whatever condition I'm in, I'd at least take out five minutes to go to the roof or somewhere out just to look at the sky.

When I shifted here, Alfie used to come with me to the park so that I don't get lost. And it became our routine since then. It's the place where I lash out, cry, break down, and jump with happiness.