Mr.Right

Chapter 20.

One sentence. 

Four words.

Ten letters that can make your heart drop into your stomach. 

We need to talk.

But it's coming from a person I hardly even know and I don't know why my legs have suddenly turned to jelly. I didn't even do anything wrong. 

"I don't know you," I say.

"Wrong answer." She sneers at me. "Now let's try that again. We need to talk."

I sigh and decide to just get this over with. "Fine. What's your name?"

She looks a little bit surprised at this, but she brushes it off and puts on a smug look. "Elise Montgomery.  Daughter of Phil Montgomery, the founder of the Acquia company. Only child of Felicity Montgomery, a shareholder of the World Bank. Great granddaughter of King Festus III."

I notice a faint England tint to her voice for the first time. I have a feeling she already knows who I am, so I just get straight to the point. "What do you want?" 

"I want you to stop bothering me," Elise Montgomery says curtly. "Leave Maverick alone. He's going to hate you sooner or later, anyway. The only reason he let you in his house is because he doesn't know who you are." 

"And you know who I am?" I ask and she smirks.

"You're April White, the reporter who once worked for my Dad's opposing company."

I brush away the droplets of snow that are falling onto my shoulders and let out a breath. "What has this got to do with Maverick hating me?"

"How can you be so clueless?" she scoffs sticking her nose in the air. "Back off while you've got the chance. The both of you'll only end up getting hurt. I'm trying to tell Maverick I'm the only one for him, but he wouldn't listen. And now he has you in his house."

She makes it sound like I'm some sort of plague, like I'm something dirty on the bottom of her shoe. It completely tears down the wall of happiness that I've been trying to build up. 

"Just leave him alone. Don't let yourself burden him." Elise flips her hair with her perfectly manicured hand and looks at me one last time. "Oh, and don't tell Maverick about this. If anyone asks, we never had this conversation and I never even met you," With that, she bumps into me on purpose and walks off in the opposite direction.

I'm left standing alone, grateful only of the fact that she didn't see me cry.  

life's a joke. 

would be all right. Everything is never going to be all right.

of a jealous ex-girlfriend, but I can't do it anymore. I can't risk people getting hurt.

up.

along the sidewalk but, before I know it,

as I bump into them while crying, but their opinions are the last

punching a bag but, right now, there's no punch bag with me. The only thing I can think of to hit is already far

on, I run harder and faster, all the way down to the

I stop in front of the gate to catch

you crying?"

see Maverick standing in front of me, with his car parked on the other side of the road.

to be at the hospital," I say, scrubbing

happened to you? Why are you crying?"  

do it anymore," I blurt out. "I was wrong to think I could change. People can't change. It's impossible. I'm sorry I asked for your help and...  and... I'm

me in a hug and my forehead is pressed

want to do it," says maverick softly. "This isn't

ribcage rise up and down against my forehead.

it is. Like a jigsaw puzzle, I'm going to piece you back together to reveal beautiful artwork and you're going to help me with

like they're about to burst. Maybe it's because of all the crying, but I just want to stay like

And we do.

~~~~~~~

the living room with a

came out of the attic with it after brewing me the coffee

watch the steam of the coffee ascend in spirals from the cup before he

more of a statement

with wide eyes. "No!" I shook my

who I'm talking about?" 

that

nod. "It's called the negativity jar. Any time you say something negative

"But I don't have money."

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