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“I’m coming, Millie,” I mutter to myself. “I will be there soon. Just wait for me.”Chapter 10 – Millie“Fucking hell,” I wail as the tears continue to spill down my cheeks. “Shit, what do I do? How do I escape this?” I sniff as I do what I can to wipe the wetness away. “I know, don’t have sex with the movie star.”
I knew that going near Lance was dangerous, that dating anyone could be a problem but him the biggest issue of all, and I forget all of that. I let it lie to one side while I caved to passion. I let my body do what it wanted, and shut my rationality off, and this is my punishment for that. My escape to LA has now been ruined.
It all started with the picture, the photograph of me in the newspaper kissing Lance. I knew then that I was in trouble because in this world where the Internet rules, if people want to know who you are, they will find out. They become determined detectives capable of discovering anything and they won’t stop until they get what they want. All I could do was watch in horror as the sleuths find my name and then a picture of me and they begin to unravel my life. It’s incredible how quickly they learn about me, impressive really, if it weren’t so terrifying. But because this is the scariest thing to ever happen to me, my blood is ice cold and the tears flow forever as things get increasingly worse by the minute. Everything that I didn’t want anyone to know about me, least of all Lance, is there for everyone to see and judge me on. No one will ever look at me the same way again.
“God, people are so cruel,” I choke out as I see the comments written with regards to me and my relationship with Dante. Unfortunately, because it was abusive, there were police reports, which have been found. “To say that I’m trash just because I dated a bad guy, someone who abused me, sucks. To say that I deserved being hit is even worse. Who are these keyboard warriors and what is there issue with me? What did I do to them? This isn’t even jealousy because I kissed Lance Wilson, this is just pure evil for no apparent reason.”
I clutch on to my stomach, about ready to throw up yet again. I have been feeling ill ever since I got back and I saw the news, too sick to go to work, potentially too ill to ever go outside again, and the more that people write about me, the more hated I become, the worse that feeling becomes. The moment someone suggests that I’m a gold digger who just wants a better life for myself, all I want to do is curl up in to a ball and never move again. How can one kiss cause so much trouble? Especially for me. I haven’t ever had any luck when it comes to romance. This is why I tried to tell my father that I don’t want to let anyone in again.
“Any minute now…” My whole-body trembles as I wait for it. “Any minute now, it’s coming…”
If these people can find out all of this about me, there is no way that the explosion which shattered and changed my life completely will remain a secret. It just can’t happen. Everything that I wanted to suppress and run away from will wash back over me once more and I’m sure that it might even drown me.
“Oh God.” It flashes up. Someone has found it. My whole body sinks in sadness. Re living the worst thing that ever happened to me is the last thing I want to do today, especially when it’s out of my control.
Drug Addict Dante Booth Kills Family in Horror Crash.
Of course, I have seen that newspaper article title a number of times, so many times that it’s burned in to my brain, but seeing it again like this causes the vomit that has been threatening to explore to rise up. I have to drop everything and rush to the bathroom to let it all come spilling out. It’s here, it’s come for me, and there isn’t a damn thing that I can do about it. My life is ruined all over again, but this time it’s much worse.
“I didn’t know,” I whimper as I slide to the bathroom floor and collapse on the tiles. “I didn’t know that Dante was in to pills. I don’t even know anything about drugs. How could I tell? How was I supposed to know that he was driving his car under the influence? I was always just glad not to have him around me.”
During our turbulent relationship, I got so caught up in not trying to upset Dante that his drug use escaped me entirely. No one believed me, no matter how much I tried to tell everyone that I had no idea, but it really wasn’t something that I spotted. I only saw an increase in his temper and his patience with me, which I assumed was my fault, I didn’t notice him becoming more erratic because of cocaine. But then again, I don’t know what I could have done even if I did know. There isn’t a chance in hell that Dante would have listened to me.
