“Switch the damn thing off!"I groaned into the pillow and threw it over my ears. Just then, I heard a chuckle from beside me.My ears quirked up when I heard my own voice playing on a speaker. I twisted my body and turned around, squinting my eyes open.Ethan was sitting with his back resting against the head board, with a laptop on his thighs. He was sipping on the coffee whilst watching some interviews on the screen.My eyes widened when I saw my own face appear on the screen. It was the interview that I gave yesterday.“Tell me about your honeymoon, Skylar. It looked like you had good fun.”“That’s because it’s so true.” I chuckled. “I’ve always loved going to London. It’s one of my favorite places. I totally love my husband for taking me there."I shut the screen instantly and pulled the laptop away. Ethan looked at me with mirth glistening in his eyes.“If I had known you’d fall back in love with me if I took you to London, then I would have done it long ago, sweetheart.”I glar
Spotlight wavered from place to place, as the chattering of people filled the room. I sat by the side of my hairstylist, controlling my urge to remove the strands of my hair that was styled to fall on my forehead.Zac was not having a good time either, as a furious frown set on his face as Mellisa, our assistant director and the girl that’s been in love with Zac for a long time has just got yelled at by the director.Directors generally don’t do that, and our director, James, is an even more loving and jovial person. Zac is too mad at him to see the facts and didn’t think of the possibility of us faking all this just so we could stir those buried feelings in him.Mellisa was right now weeping in the bathroom and it sucks for me to not be able to go console her. We are waiting for Zac to do the job and I don’t know what’s taking him so long.“Zac, Skylar, you’re being called.” One of the persons of the crew came to call us.After doing my last check of makeup, I was allowed to go.We t
“How would you do that?” I asked him.“Well,” he snapped the sleeve of the dress with his fingers. “The dress will have to come off first since you’re clearly being disrespectful to the owner of this dress.”“I thought I own it from now on.”“You do, you bought it from me.” He said. “Well, technically, you didn’t.”I gave him a surprised look and looked around. “This is your store?”He nodded. “Yes.”“Wow.” I smile. “I love the stuff here.”His face softened. “You can always come back here and take whatever you want.”I gave him a teasing look. “Why are you being this good to me? I thought you were threatening me just a few seconds ago?”“Do you want to talk dirty with you again?” He asked, his eyes hooded.“No no. I’m fine.” I chuckled. “I should take advantage of you while you’re still being a human.”He nodded. “So, did you decide yet? Do you want this dress on or off your body?”I smirked at him. “I think Ben will kill both of us if we don’t show up. So I guess I need to have this
“Hey, you!” Jen’s voice reached out ears before she could. “What the hell are you two doing here? Cassidy is corrupting your kids with her words and you guys are having your own chit-chat?”“What?” Stella’s face paled. “What’s the bitch doing now?”“Hey, Ben won’t like it if he hears you saying her that.” I said.“I don’t care, do you know what she did?” Stella said. “She told our girls to say ‘fuck’ whenever they catch me kissing Ben.”“What!” I paled in response.“Yes.” Jen said. “And now she’s teaching them how to say screw you.”“I’m going to kill her,” Stella said with a scowl. “And her brother for inviting her here.”Stella walked away and left me with Jen. She pulled me towards the other girls who were drinking.“Where were you guys? We met Ethan but he said you were right behind him.” Lucy asked as soon as we came.“Stella and I were talking about things..” I said. “Did you guys order something for me?”“What, you’re not drinking!” Lana said. “We don’t want the history to repe
“What’s the matter with you, Ethan? Why are you acting like this?”“Like what?” He asked, ignoring my comment and unbuttoning his shirt to change.“You... I don’t know. You seemed distant.” I said, clutching my hair in frustration.“We were never close in the first place.” He said and threw his shirt away. He went into his closet and came back with just one towel around his waist.“Ethan, you’re ignoring me.” I accused him.He gave me a tired look. “I’m exhausted, Skylar. I just want to shower and go to bed. Please let me take some rest. I have a long day tomorrow.”I stared at him for a few seconds before giving up. He sighed and walked into the washroom, closing the door with his feet. I shook my head and changed out of my clothes. My eyes lingered on that tattoo of his name on my back which I had when I was in high school. Although I had every reason to remove it, I couldn’t get myself to do it in these years.My make up artist did a great job at concealing them all these years whe
The news spread like a bombshell.Ethan left to work early in the morning before I even got the chance to meet him, so we couldn’t talk about how people took the news.All I knew about was a million likes and comments the post got on Instagram, and how our pictures were displayed on almost every website.Without my consent or knowledge, Ethan also uploaded a picture of me in high school which showed my tattoo along with the one taken yesterday. The news that we’ve been supposedly dating for seven years now was given proof.I also received thousands of messages from our friends, especially from Jen who almost had a fit knowing about our little stunt last night.I have ignored Jess’s calls for a long time but I had to talk to her at one point. She sounded mad but she was also pleased with the outcome. I’m not sure about all but a lot of people now believe that our love is real. I think the fact that I’ve had the tattoo for seven years now proofs that we were together all the while.But
I couldn’t make it to the after-party.I loved watching the movie not because it was my own, but because it genuinely felt good. But I also can’t trust my own opinion on this because my mind can be biased in a situation like this.But I loved watching Zac on screen more than I liked watching myself. I also noticed how my friends paid attention throughout the movie and how appreciative they were after the movie was over. The movie had a sad ending where I end up dying, the whole purpose was to make the movie lasting in everyone’s mind. I think it went pretty well as most of the audience left the theatre with teary eyes.Everything went well, except for the part where Ethan and I were pulled to a side by the media to answer some of their questions. Ethan helped me throughout the interview as they asked about my tattoo and our relationship which was seven years old supposedly.“How was the movie?” Asked one of the reporters, putting the microphone towards Ethan.He grinned and planted a
The quietness engulfed the room.I stared down to my hands, as they weakly held onto the papers. We were officially over now. We no longer were a married couple. We were over and there was no going back.“It’s done,” I said, shaking my head. “We’re over.”“We were over a long time ago, Skylar. We just didn’t realize it.” Ethan said, crouching down across from me. “You should have talked to me about the divorce, Skylar. At least then I would have known I shouldn’t have any expectations from this relationship.”I looked up at him. “I knew this was bound to happen, but I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I thought we had to stay together for at least a little more time for our careers at least.”“Don’t try to sound like you regret it, Skylar. I know you wanted this. Honestly, I’m just mad at you because you didn’t say it to me but preferred to tell it to Ben.”“What are you talking about?” I asked him in surprise. I never told Ben anything about divorce.“Ben told me at the party