presidential affair

threat

I was sitting on my couch watching a movie drinking straight vodka, yeah it was one of those days when I heard a knock at my door. I wasn't expecting anyone so this was weird. I set my drink down and got up. I opened the door and was faced with a surprise, Noah was on the other side. I almost shut the door in his face but sometimes I'm nicer then that.
"Noah... what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in? Can we talk?"
"No, I think you've said everything."
"Look Emma I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of it. I just hope you'll be able to forgive me."
"If you didn't mean it then it would have only taken you a day or two to come back not 3 weeks. Just go, and don't come back." I started to close the door when he grabbed it and pushed it back open.
"No Emma. I came here to say sorry. You aren't just going to kick me out and slam the door in my face."
"You seem to do enough door slamming when you were here so why can't I? You sure as hell can say sorry but that doesn't mean I'll listen or forgive you."
"Please Emma," he leaned in towards me and that's when I smelt his breath. He was drunk, whiskey. "I still love you. I never meant any of it. I had no idea what I was saying."
"It's still no. I'm not coming back. I won't. I fixed myself after you left. I'm not letting you tear me down again."
"You know what bitch, I never loved you." There it was, drunk mean Noah. "You are a whore and you can go to hell. Fuck you!"

At this time I saw a black SUV roll up outside my door. I saw the window roll down and Carl looked at me. He gave me a quick nod. Followed by a confused glance at who this was. I knew I was needed at the White House. I gave him a quick nod back and a look with my eyes that said help. He got out of the SUV and head up the sidewalk.
"Emma, it's urgent. Get changed let's go," He said ignoring Noah, "and you need to leave. Now."
"Who the fuck are you?" Noah started to get in Carl's face.
"Secret service. Now go, before I have you arrested for public drunkenness."
"Whatever man," he turned and made his way down the stairs. He started chuckling, "have fun with the president."

I let Carl in. I needed to be quick. Most of the time things can wait until morning. Something must be really wrong.
"Ma'am I need to you get dressed and ready to go in less then 10. Then I'll debrief you in the car. You should also pack a bag."
"Follow. Stand outside my bedroom door while I change. Then I'll let you in while I get everything else ready and you can debrief me then. I'm going to need food and water before we leave. I had a few drinks."

I got to my room and put on a black dress. I was quick. I opened my door and he stood in the doorway while I found heals, my makeup bag, and jewelry. I grabbed a large duffle bag. I threw a couple pairs of shorts and t-shirts. Along with leggings and the usually necessities. I grabbed a few dresses and work shoes. I had extra jewelry and makeup. It was in about two bags not to mention I'll need my jacket and purse. I remembered my laptop and charger. Along with my phone and phone charger.

"What's wrong?"
"There has been a threat against you ma'am. And the first family. It's serious."
"Not the first time someone has wanted me dead, just ask the first lady." I chuckled.
"Like I said this is serious. We are taking you, the first family, and the chief of staff and his family to the bunker."
"That bad? Who, who is it?"
"I can't say. Especially not here."
"Okay. I think I have everything. I just need to get a few things from the kitchen. Can you carry this bag for me please?" I handed my duffle bag off to him. He took it. I think he would have offered no matter what. But I just asked instead. When I got to the kitchen I grabbed a couple water bottles and grabbed container of leftover pasta salad and a container of mac and cheese. I put those things in my purse and started walking towards the door.

"Ma'am you do know that there will be food."
"It's my family's secret recipe. It'll go bad in a few day. I'm not just going to let it sit here. Plus like I said I need food because I'm a little buzzed."
"Okay. Is that everything we really need to go."
"Keys and jacket. Then yes." I put my jacket on and put my keys in my pocket and we quickly headed out the door. There was another agent standing outside my door. As soon as my door opened he ran to the SUV to open that door. We had to move quick. We hurried back to the White House. I was barely inside when a couple more agents were around me. They led me straight to the bunker with the chief of staff's family. At least I wouldn't be stuck with Hanna.

"Emma! glad you could join us," James sarcastically said with an eye roll.
"Ah yes, James me too. So will you tell me who it is because thing one over there said it was top secret? I set my bags down with everyone else and made my way to the table. I got my makeup out and started doing. I hadn't had much time and who knows if they send me out there. Or have me record something. Better safe then sorry.
"Haven't told me. The only person I think that knows is-," the door opened and in walked Jack.

We both just sat there. James' husband was the only person to stand. As soon as he sat down, James' husband sat down on the couch facing back toward the tv. He couldn't be in the room during this. We all looked towards secret service, who looked at him. James whistled towards him to get his attention.
"Hey, honey can you step outside into the hallway for a few. Or you can go down with the first lady and the children. You can't be in here. sorry," James said.
"Yeah, I'll come back when you guys are done."

I grabbed my foundation out of my bag. I looked towards jack, "So will you tell me who this is. I've asked two people now and nobody seems to know. Well, I take that back, Carl does know. He just wouldn't tell me. And James over here said he didn't know either. Which is weird, cause you know he's chief of staff and he normally knows things before you do... sorry I'm rambling. I'm a little drunk."
I reached towards my bag I pulled out a water bottle and the container of mac and cheese. "Fuck I forgot a fork."

Jack had gotten up and got me one from the small kitchenette.
"Aww thanks," I patted his hand like a grandma would do.
"Mac and cheese Emma? Seriously?" James said.
"Yeah, Emma you know we have food here. Also, It's midnight why are you putting on makeup?"
"Thank you captain obvious, I know it's midnight. I would rather be at home, in bed. But no here I am. Eating mac and cheese in a bunker while putting in makeup because there is a threat against my life, and I am the press secretary so I might need to go out there so the American people don't freak the fuck out when the president isn't seen. Oh, also I'm in a dress, and high heels. Instead of my pajamas for that very same reason. I was having a nice night in, I was enjoying being at home, having a few drinks. I was going to get wasted and call in sick tomorrow but no. Here I am, I hope you are happy."
"Okay, deep breath Emma," Jack looked towards me. "Slow deep breath. Eat your food, drink your water. Change into you pajamas and take off your high heels and whatever makeup you did put on. We won't need you until tomorrow morning at the earliest. You can go to bed as soon as I leave."

I took an angry bite of my food. I was getting hangry and tired. And I get mean when I'm tired. I quickly changed right there in front of God and everyone. I was too tired and still had to much alcohol in my system to care. I finished up my mac and cheese and water. While Jack was talking. I was starting to fall asleep in my chair. I felt myself slump over. That vodka was hitting me right now. I felt being picked up and laid back down on my bed. A blanket was placed over me and a kiss was pressed to my forehead. It was Jack, James might have left me slouched over on the metal table cause it would have been funny to him. I heard the door open and close signaling that he left. Then it opened and closed again telling me James' husband was back. I fell into a deep slumber until around 6. When I heard an alarm go off.