Godlike

Chapter 33: Magic To Do

Hey! I have a good idea sort of!!! This book is gonna be really cool when I'm done with it! Now if you support Ridge and like me and Ridge comment #teamridge and if you want me to die a painful death comment #teamPT. You can do it! The comments are right down there! It's that easy! Anyway I only own myself, ParvsCookies out!

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Ridges pov

As I sat on the couch I felt stupid. She would come back, right! I could trust her to go to lunch on her own! As I heard the door swing open and light footsteps creak across a wooden floor I knew she was home at last.

"Darling, I've been wa-" she cut me of, clearly annoyed a something and slightly worried.

"I'm sorry Ridge, I'm just worried." She sighed, jeez, she definitely wasn't in a good mood! There was probably only one thing in the world that could make her happy right now, it was either a trip to the future or a dance, I think a dance would be easier and nicer. She slouched up to her room while I ran to a extra closet, I found a decent black suit, some dress pants and a good cd to play. The ballroom would certainly need some renovations and it would be difficult to do without Jac noticing, and it was clear I had magic to do.

Jacs pov

As I paced back and forth into room I let the bitter tears fall lightly. It was very peaceful here, so much different than the man I chose to marry. My parents would probably convince him I was a gold digger and then I could only imagine the pain I would endure. What he would do to a traitor like me, oh I had gruesome ideas, cut my veins one by one, blind me, torture me. Just thinking of the possibilities made my stomach lurch. Then the door was knocked.

"Who is it." I called, wiping my tears and opening the door. There Ridge stood in a suit, he held out a bouquet of flowers and smiled brightly at me, the gap in his teeth making him look cuter. At that moment I forgot about being unstable, I forgot about torture, all that mattered was Ridge and me.