Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Two weeks later

Blake Davenport

POV

After a hard day’s work, well nothing interesting actually since I’m still at the office. Its currently 8 p.m. and I'm not even halfway done with my work.

For the past two weeks Julliet has been calling me none stop it’s been annoying to say the least, plus she’s been showing up at the office asking to speak to me, of course I didn’t even give a response. She was at the hospital looking for her ex.

When I saw the headlines the next day I knew, she’d been to the hospital for him, her leaving in tears is because he nearly died. The fact that I don’t even know where she got my number troubles me. Had she asked my number from Miss Marks?

Did she tell Miss Marks about what happened between us? I don’t think she would but how sure can I be that she wouldn’t tell them about us? I don’t even know how I feel about that. I work with Miss Marks, me sleeping with her best friend could strain our working relationship.

Well I should have thought of that before right? That’s what happens when you think with your fucking dick and not your head. Well I used a head alright and it wasn’t the one keeping my brain safe.

I can’t believe after everything Justin has done to her, she ran back to him, Jesus. What have I gotten myself into… Why am I upset its not like I have feelings for her, it’s not like I plan to spend the rest of my life with her.

My phone ringing brings me out of my thoughts, I see it’s Skylar. I press ignore place the phone back on the desk. I’ve avoiding her since incident at the hospital. I know she’s been telling me to move on and that I am ready but the guilt has been eating at me, haunting me, eating me up from the inside. Would Rene want me to move on? Would she be happy for me? I’ll never know. It’s not like I can pick up the phone and call her now, can I?

My phone rings again, this time it’s my best friend. Craig Blackheart.

I answer the phone.

"Hey..."

"Hey man, Urh I need some advice really bad…" he sounds desperate.

"What’s going on?" I ask

"I was at this event and I met this amazing woman, we spoke for hours and I thought we really had a connection but when I asked her for her phone number she told me she’s got a boyfriend. God I was gutted." He sighs

I didn’t know how to answer him. “Okay? What do you need from me? Advice on the best bars to get wasted?”

"Blake! Can you be serious for a second? I’m desperate man…" he sighs heavily at the end

"Okay I’m listening…" I keep myself from laughing.

“I really like this girl man…"

I sigh… I lean back into my chair. "Didn’t you say she has a boyfriend?" I ask him

“Yes… So, I looked her up, she’s a model the same company Julliet Harvey works for, her boyfriend is an asshole. I’ve looked him up. She can do so much better than that scum.” He goes on a rant, but I couldn’t help thinking about Julliet and Justin. He cheated on her and humiliated her constantly. Yes, she stayed, he never hid the fact that he cheated yet she stayed loyal and loved him through it all.

"Are you even listening to me dude?” he asks

I blink a couple of times. “Yeah, I’m listening. What makes you think he’s scum?”

“You know Aaron Jackson?” he asks

I nod of course I do, every reporter in LA knows about Aaron Jackson. If you wanted a story, he was the guy to look out for. It’s fucked up but the shit he does on a daily basis I’m surprised he is still alive. “Yeah, I do.”

"Well, that’s her on and off again boyfriend. Their relationship has been kept private from the public. But I found pictures of them on vacation with his family…" he says softly.

"Don’t do it. It’s not any of your business. You can’t force someone to love you. You might be interested in her now but what’s to say she’s your soul mate?" I ask him

"You don’t understand we had this instant connection. We sat and spoke about all kinds of shit for hours, doing nothing but just enjoying each other’s company." He complains

"She’s in a relationship. It’s not like she’s playing hard to get. She’s in a damn relationship Craig." I feel as though I needed to remind him

"But what if she’s my soulmate Blake? What if she’s it for me and I give up on her and never find anyone ever again?” he asks

"What if she’s not your soul mate? What if she’s the girl you meet before you meet your soulmate?" I ask.

"You don’t know that. I would think you’ll be on my side…"

I shake my head. This is ridiculous. No one should come between a couple. If she wants to be with a man that treats her like shit then that’s on her. It has nothing to do with Craig or me. "Craig, you met and spoke to this woman what one time and you’re soul mates?" I ask.

"You of all people should understand what I’m talking about. When Rene died, I was there for you, every year on the anniversary of her death we get wasted. You never tried to move on. You know how you felt about Rene. I want that. And I’m almost positive that’s what Samantha and I shared." He says.

I clear my throat. “That’s different.” I tell him.

"How is it different? The fact that she’s seeing someone who has done nothing but hurt her? Or that she’s not as good as Rene was in your eyes?” he asks.

"That’s enough Craig. This isn’t about Rene and I. We were just kids when we met. We didn’t have to worry about the same shit you do." I remind him.

"I’m sorry, I forgot this is a touchy subject for you…" he apologizes.

"It’s fine. Why don’t you go on one of those blind dates your mother is always trying to set you up on. If you still feel that strongly about this girl, you can maybe sit down and talk to her?" I suggest.

"If you give my mother a damn bone, she’ll run with it. That’s a terrible idea." He tells me.

"I slept with Julliet Harvey…" I blurt out. My eyes widen. Why the fuck did I say that?

"What?" he asks.

"Can you forget you heard me say that?" I ask.

"Are you fucking insane. Julliet Harvey the model Julliet Harvey? The one who used to date Justin Bradford?" he asks.

"Who said used to? They’re still a thing." I remind him.

"No, they’re not together anymore. Natalie covered that story. The whole he is in the hospital and her being the considerate girlfriend? Bullshit, a source told me, she was his emergency contact and that’s why she was there. It’s not official but she was admitted to the hospital. I couldn’t find out why though, her PR team covered it up and that’s why everyone thinks they’re back together." He explains.

That’s bullshit! “There’s no way that’s true.” There’s no way in hell I would believe that.

“I’ll send you the article she sent me, and you can read it yourself.” He says. “By the way we’re not done talking about this shit, okay? I’m going to come over tomorrow and we’ll have a good chat.” He says before hanging up.

I sigh, I should not have told him.

But what if what he said was true that they’re not together anymore? But why should I care? It’s not like I have feelings for her or anything.

My phone rings, I answer it, thinking it’s Craig calling me back.

“Hey what’s up now?” I ask.

"Blake thank God, I’m so glad you answered, I’ve been trying to reach you for two weeks now. I have something important to tell you.”

I freeze.

Julliet…

"It was an accident. I didn’t want to speak to you. I’m going to hang up."

"No, No wait. This is really important. Don’t hang up." She begs.

"Julliet, I don’t care how important it is. I’m not interested. You not only accused me of cheating on my dead wife but accused my sister-in-law of being my mistress, while you went to see your ex-boyfriend and crying monkey tears for him. Can you see how insane it is that you’re actually have the nerve to call me? I have nothing to say to you. You need to stop calling me Julliet. I’m not interested in what you’re selling.”

"I..."

"Bye…" I say before hanging up.

I chuck the phone on the floor. I sigh.

I stand from my desk. I wasn’t going to get any work done. I walk over to my phone and pocket it. I walk out the door seeing as everyone has left for the day, I start to switch the office lights off and lock up.