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Sandra and Laura looked at me in disbelief. I had a pained look in my eyes but put a smile on my face, nodding to what the jerkface just said. I didn't agree with him, but i also didn't want to hurt my baby. Oh where is James when i need him ? Michael's arm was still wrapped tight around my waist. It hurt a little, because of the little baby bump that would be showing soon.
"Lia, you can't be serious ?" Sandra asked me still not believing me. Thank God, someone actually is on my side. I smile "Oh i'm serious. I don't love James anymore. He just went away without telling me where he's of to and just left me, i can't live like this. So i'm divorcing his ass and marrying Michael, who i love dearly." I swear i was lying straight through my teeth. I just hoped she didn't believe me.
She looked sad and put her head down, sighning. No!! Don't believe me, Sandra !! I'm lying !! Ugh why do i have to be such a good liar ? I looked at Laura. She had a grin on her face. Oh how i wanted to slap that grin of her face. Can't she see me fighting to get out of her sons embrace.
"Oh i can't wait to start planning the wedding !!" She gushed and came to hug me. Are you fucking kidding me ?!!! I'm not even divorced from James yet and she wants to start planning already. Ohw dear god give me shuffel, i'll safe you from planning on how i die. I'll make it super easy for you, i'll kill myself. At that thought the doorbell rang. I perk up.
"I'll get it !" I jump out of Michael's embrace and run to the front door almost tripping over my two left feet. I open the door and see a guy. I look at him confused. "Well don't just stand there ?! Hug me !" He embraces me in a hug. "Neville ?" I ask unsure. "Well duhh." And i suddenly got an idea, instead of going shopping, i could go with Neville and probably call James to safe me. Wait a minute. I have a best friend, i could go to her house and stay there.
"Neville i need your help." He smiled at me. "What do you need, doll ?" He asked. Suddenly i can feel arms snake around me. "Yeah doll, what do you need ?" Michael's breath hot on my neck. Ugh if it was James, i would actually enjoy this. "Uhm... Lia ? Are you cheating on James ?" My eyes widened at that question. "No, she's not. James stole her from me, isn't that right, sweetheart ?" Michael asks me. I just nodded, but the look in my eyes say something else, hoping that Neville would catch it. He smiles. "Don't worry doll, i got you." He winks at me. "I'm sorry, but i'm gonna need Lia to come to the office with me." Wow i never thought someone would be on my side for once. "I'm sorry, but then i need to come with her. I am the one she loves anyway." I face palmed myself in my head.
"Uhm... That won't be needed. I just need her to sign some papers for the new book release." I so hoped that Michael would just let me go with Neville. "Like i said i'm going." he took his keys and started dragging me to the car. Neville went to his car and started driving. I put on my seatbelt and Michael started driving behind Neville. The car ride to the office was uncomfortable as hell. I wanted to kill James for leaving me with Sandra and i wanted to kill myself for actually not standing up enough for myself against Michael.
We arrived at the office building and we followed Neville up the elevator up to my official office. I walked out of the elevator and everybody was smiling at me and saying hi's. I smiled back at them and walked towards my office following Neville and Michael hot on my trail. Neville let me sit in a chair and opened my email for me. He was letting me read letters from people that gave me feedback on my newest book. Michael was sitting in front of me on a chair smoking his cigarette. Okay if i didn't hate him this much, i would actually think that he was attractive.
He caught me looking at him and he smirked. I rolled my eyes at him and went back to reading. Suddenly there was a new message from Neville ? I looked up at Neville and he just signaled to the phone. I was still confused so i just opened the message and on it stood :
"Your kidnapper is not paying attention to you at the moment. Sent an email to your husband so he could come and safe you. Doll, please do it quick."
I looked up at Neville and smiled. I opened a new page immediately and wrote James's name and his email address came up. "What are you typing ?" i heard Michael ask. "Oh it's nothing, just writing back to my publisher." i said with a smile on my face. When i saw him nodding his head and going back to smoking, i sighed in relief.
To: James
"James, where the hell are you ? Do you know what you are putting me through here?! Michael is trying to take me from you and he wants to kill little Maxwell. You get your butt back home before i start to lose my senses and kill everybody and myself. You know i will. And you call yourself a loving husband. Just get back here you good for nothing husband."
I pressed sent and was satisfied with what i wrote. If i needed to be confincing this was definitely going to get him here from whatever he's doing wherever he is. I immediately deleted the message i sent when i saw Michael getting up. He walked over to me and i was so happy the message was already deleted. I gave him a fake smile when he stood behind the chair i was sitting on. "Are you done ?" Ugh why does he want me? I'm so immature and plain and not special. Well maybe i wasn't that immature, but still. There are other beautiful girls out there to kidnap. Okay maybe that came out wrong.
I got up from the chair and walked to Neville's desk. I took a pen from his penholder and wrote on a piece of paper "I emailed him and when he replies or if he replies tell him i need him now." i turned so he could read it. Then Michael stood behind me and i immediately said "Fix that part of the book i changed it a little so it sounds better." He picked up what i said."On it doll." With a satisfied smile i took Michael's hand and walked towards the elevator. Now i have to wait for James to rescue me. But before he comes, i need to play the perfect girlfriend. Lets see how this goes.
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Dreams Do Come True
RomanceAmelia O'conners your average 24 year old brunette writer. She lives with her best friend Rosalie who has her own fashion line in NY. Amelia is the girl who everyone thinks her life is boring but when a football accidently knocks her out. Her whole...