Save Me

27

I woke bright and early and by that I mean bright and early. I woke at the crack of dawn. Ridiculous I know but I couldn't sleep I was giddy and excited like a preteen about to go talk to her crush. I woke several times during the entire eight hours I did sleep. The first thing I did was text Zak telling him to make sure Michie got her gift right on time and not to let it slip that I was coming home. The second thing I did was clean. I stood back taking in my room appreciatively, I had spent the time since I had woken tiding the mess I had created when packing. Right now everything was in place and didn't look like it was even messy before. I showered and went thought my daily routine which now including heavily moisturising and adding bio oil to prevent the stretch marks, the spidery tall tale of every pregnancy.

I dressed in a nice matching pair of bra and panties and wore a simple white dress on top with my big flower print kimono paired off with a my strappy wedged heels. I blow dried my hair adding styling mousse I twisted my hair and pinned it into a bun and went down.

"Cara," Wes was the first to spot me enter the kitchen, he grabbed me by the shoulders and led me to the dining room where he placed two plates full of breakfast in front of me. Sitting me down, he commanded, "eat."

I stared at the plates, they consisted of, scrambled eggs, sunny side up eggs, French toast, beans, buttered toast, Nutella on toast, hash browns, mushrooms and that was just one plate. I went for the toast with Nutella. I ate until I was stuffed which was also when Wes was satisfied that he let me leave the dining table.

We walked to my room where I applied my makeup and Wes sat there aimlessly just accompanying me. Mac barged into my room when I had finished applying the last swipe of mascara. I looked at him pointedly, I didn't like being barged in on, he looked between me and Wes who was sprawled across the my bed leisurely with his arms under his head. I looked over to Wes, watching him carefully, and then Mac.

"Yes?" I asked arching my eye brow. My voice steady and calm which I was anything but.

"You can go to visit your friend." He stated coolly.

"I know."

"We leave in ten."

"Wes," I said turning to face him, glad I was no longer looking at Mac. "Can you bring down my suitcase?"

"Sure thing, sugar," he said getting up, but Mac got to it before he could and took it down with him.

I grabbed my purse and followed behind with Wes. We walked down to the garage where Mac was loading the Mercedes with my suit case.

"I'm taking the BMW," I told him.

"I'm driving I pick the car."

"No, I'm driving myself home, I'm sure I can managed and besides I want to take the BMW," I say eyeing up the four wheel drive.

"No, you will not be driving."

"Fine," I huff. "Wes will drive," I say grabbing a hold of his hand. Mac's eyes darkened significantly, letting out a low growl. The small movement didn't go unnoticed by him.

"It's too early for this," Bill says, as he entered the garage with his mug in his hand. "For Pete's sake take the Cara wants, Cara Max will be driving."

"I refuse to be in the same car as him," I said stepping into Wes. A look crossed Mac's face which disappeared just as quick as it came. "I want Wes to take me."

Bill sighed, "Wes you will be joining Cara on her trip with Max."

Oh crap, both of them, I knew from the little encounters they had because of me they weren't the best of friends.