Bad Boy Gone Good [Completed]

The Phone Call

A/N: to the top or to the side is a pic of alex or alexandria :)

[hate is more lasting than dislike]

Alex

I got drunk Sunday evening.

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The liquor didn't help one bit.

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I still tasted to bitter truth of betrayal and hurt in my mouth. My alarm clock rang off crazily as I nearly flung it to the wall. I remembered I told Emi to stay at my house until she got back on her feet again. She owned a bakery. Roselips. Which is why I was smelling tantalizing aromas in my room. The house had four bedrooms. Mine, the guest room, my parents' room and a spare room. It had a huge living room and spacious kitchen and dining room. Every bedroom had it's internal bathroom. There was also a dance room. For my mom and later, for me. I lazily crawled my way downstairs to the kitchen to see brownies, pancakes, fruitcake, pies and other stuff laid out on the countertop.

"Emi, please tell me you bought all of this" I croaked out, praying she didn't make all of these things.

"nope, I made them" she said, looking content with her work. I moaned and sighed at the same time, sounding like a dying whale.

"do you want me to get addicted to this Emi?" I asked.

"why not?" She said giggling a bit. I was happy to see she wasn't all downhill as yesterday. I wish I could say the same thing for me.

" AGHH" I exasperated. I piled some pancakes and a chocolate chip muffin onto my plate and sat next to Emi at the large dining table.

"what are we going to do today?" She asked. I owned a computer company. Being the boss, files that needed approval were delivered to my home. So I worked from home. Life loves me right?

"why don't we go through some of my parents' old photo albums" I suggested "oh and watch movies"

"sounds good to me but no 'the notebook'" she said. I nodded in agreement. Just then yin and yang hopped onto the table. Yin was a totally white cat with a black spot on the side of her ear, yang was totally black with a white spot on the side of his ear. Total coincidence. They meowed and purred to us, wanting attention. I scratched Yin's ears and patted Yang's back. Emi poured out some milk in a platter and placed it for them. They lapped it down readily. after our breakfast, we decided to go for albums first. Most of the pictures were with my mom and Dad. Some were with me. Few were with my other relatives. My grandmother's picture was oval framed with embroidery. I recognized my mother's cursive handwriting and my dad's 'artistic skills' as he called it, they were stick figures and doodles. I laughed at them, but loves them to bits.

Two crazy people in love with each other. This ought to be one hell of a love story! My mother wrote nearing the end if the album.

Just then the phone rang.

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Meanwhile at the police station headquarters....

" so do you have any potential candidates for the program?" Gennevive Hakkit asked her husband, the present police commissioner.

"to be honest, I was counting on you to give some" he said tiredly, ruffling his gray locks. She sighed thoughtfully and massaged his shoulders. Then an idea popped into her head.

"what about Alex and Emi?" She asked hopeful "we know they're good girls and those two will get along fine with them" he husband quirked his eyebrow at her.

"Alex and Emi?" He asked again more like reasoning with the suggestion

"yes! And besides I heard Emi is staying with Alex for a while"

"are you sure this is a good idea?"

"have I ever guided you wrong, husband mine?"

He got up and pecked her lips "no."

she smiled triumphantly

"Gene, do me a favor love" he said

"what is it?" She asked.

"call Alex and inform her that I need to see both her and Emi"

"sure thing, darling" she said, her skin crinkled as she smiled lovingly to her husband.

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Returning to Alex

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"hello?"

"hi Alex it's me, Gennevive, my husband told me to inform you that he needs to see you and Emi at his office" Gennevive was the commissioner's wife. The commissioner and both our fathers were close friends. When my father retired from his post as commissioner, he passed it onto commissioner Hakkit or to us, Duncan. Since my father died, they would frequently call, just to make sure I was fine.

"sweetheart is everything okay? Your voice sounds broken" her tone morphed into worry.

"Blake..." I trailed off, the topic was really sensitive for me.

"what happened with Blake? What did he do?"

"he...cheated...on ...me.." The words came out slurry as tears drained from my eyes.

"oh God...Alex. ..I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have asked" she said apologetically.

"No!no..don't you dare say that! you deserve to know , your like a second mother to Emi and myself" I assured her.

"okay, I'll be going now, just be there by ten Kay sweetie?" She said.

"Kay , enjoy the rest if your day"

"you too, tell Emi I said hi"

"I will" I said, hanging up. I turned to Emi who looked curious.

"who was that?"

"that was Gennevive, Duncan wants to see us in his office at ten" I shrugged as she raised an eyebrow.

"did she say why?"

"nope"

She shrugged as well, we thought it was a charity event, we normally partook of those events held by the police service.

"what time is it?" Emi asked

"it's 8:45" I said looking at my watch.

"okay well we'll make any early stop to get some donuts and coffee for them" she said. I nodded. We raced up the stairs to get refreshed.