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"Because I'm sure I'm going to have to do some illegal shit to prove to Carrie how much I love her best friend and even then, it still might not be enough. The woman is relentless, maybe if I'm willing to go to jail she'll believe me." I shrug and start on my way out.

I hear the both of them laughing behind me but I'm serious as can be. It's going to take a miracle to convince Carrie that I'm worthy.

41

percy

"Oh my god.I knew I should have brought my pepper spray with me today!" Carrie groans out as she tries to walk past me into her building. It's been three days since Ian and Greg basically pushed me out of the office to try harder. My PI's couldn't find anything and all the other avenues that I was trying to go in an effort to find Ella were coming up short. No, the only option that I have left is to find out from Carrie where Ella is but she's proving to be quite annoyingly loyal to her friends secret.

"I'll take some pepper spray if it means you'll tell me where she is." I get up and follow her into the building.

"Percy, we've had this conversation at least a dozen times. My answer isn't going to change just because you come back on a different day." She tosses over her shoulder as we both walk into the elevator and ride it up to her floor.

"Carrie, I know nothing sinister has happened to her because you're not out of your mind with grief so it means she's just trying to stay away from me but that's the wrong decision. Can't you see that by now. She's your friend and you want what's best for her. So do I." I put my hand on the door and let her walk out before I follow. Every day we've been doing the same dance. I basically have from the moment she gets to the building until the second she slams the apartment door in my face to talk her into helping me find Ella.

So far I haven't been successful and the longer I go without seeing Ella the more I feel like I'm going out of my mind.

"Sure you want whats best for her now because you saw how good she made you look in the press. What's going to happen in a year when she gets drunk outside or someone takes an unflattering picture of her and the press tries to eat you alive for it. You only want whats best for her now because she's giving you the best of what she is. She was handing it to you on a fucking platter, and you tossed it away like a dumbass. So no Percy like I said yesterday and the day before I don't know where Ella is. Go home." She walks into her apartment but when she tries to close the door I slam my hand against it.

"God damn it Carrie. Don't you think I know that? I know what kind of woman Ella was. I knew what she was when I thought she wrote that bullshit article. I knew what she was when I let that other woman in my house. I know her Carrie. She's the reason I've been working so hard to be the best. I've been waiting my entire life to be good enough for someone like Ella, and when I found her I couldn't believe she was real. I messed up, so bad, I know I did but I'm never going to stop because there's never going to be another Ella. She's my once in a lifetime and I refuse to let her go. I love her Carrie. Please. I'm begging you. Please help me." My voice is thick with emotion.

Carrie stares at me for a long while until she opens the door slighlty, "You know I don't know why she doesn't just answer your calls herself. Tell you where she is so you come over there and then she can throw you in international waters and be through with it." She sighs and starts playing with her nails.

International waters? Is she out of the country? "What country? Just tell me which one and i'll handle the rest." my heart feels like a jackhammer in my chest as I quickly start going over all the countries I think Ella would want to go.

"I don't know what your talking about, she's just floating around." Carrie stares at me pointedly. She's not going to tell me straight out but she's giving me something to go on.

"Floating. A boat? Is she on a cruise? Is she on a cruise out of the country?" I ask her even though I know she's not going to answer me.

"Don't know Percy, but wherever she is she's been there for over a week now and I don't think she's coming back for at least another week or so. Seems like that would be enough time for you to make good on your promise." She steps back into her space and I try to remember which of my promises she's talking about.

"Prove it Percy, go show her you're not going to let her go. I just hope you haven't messed up too bad." She shrugs slightly before she closes the door in my face. I try not to dwell on the ominous tone of her last statement, instead I focus on the small clues that Carrie gave me.

Ella is in international waters floating around, which means she's on a cruise or some other boat. She's been there since we broke up which is over a week and she's going to be there for another week or so. There aren't many cruises that sail for that long.

I pull my phone out of my pocket as I rush to the elevator. Calling one of the PI's I hired I tell him that Ella is on a cruise that's going to be sailing for another week or more. I need to know where it is now and what the next stop will be.

As I walk out of the building and the cool night air hits my face part of me wonders if I'm taking things too far. Maybe I should just wait for her to get back and then talk to her.

No, I've been calm long enough. Now isn't the time to overthink things. Now isn't the time to be slow and steady. Now is the time to take her fast and hard, just how I know she likes it.

42

ella

The cruise is almost over,there is one final stop before we set sail to go back to where we're going to disembark. After almost three weeks away from Percy I'm still stuck crying for him every night. I've given up on the idea that I'm going to be able to get over him any time soon, now I just want to get to a place where I can get some sleep and not be up half the night weeping.

"Hey, how did you sleep last night?" Linc asks as I sit down with him at the small table. I figured after making a fool of myself that night he'd want nothing to do with me but he has actually become a good friend. He listens to me griping about missing Percy and he tells me all about the fact that he doesn't like his best friends fiance. It's all very platonic. After I told him I wasn't interested in moving forward with anything sexual Linc hasn't pressured me to do anything that I don't want to do.

"Ugh, I don't know if you can call the two hours of tossing and turning I did sleep." I mumble and take the cup of coffee he's pushing towards me. Just one sip has me moaning in relief. Coffee should be a mandatory part of everyone's day. I firmly believe the world would be a much better place if everyone had a good cup of coffee before they were expected to do anything for the day.

"Yeah, I guess not. Maybe you need to treat yourself to a spa day or something like that, just really relax." He sips his own coffee and gets comfortable in his seat.

"Don't think so. I don't think having some strangers hands on me is going to relax me, at least not in the way that I need." I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, my nails snagging on the long strands. "What about you, how was your night. Didn't you and the guys have some big dinner planned?"

Linc tenses slightly, his hands opening and closing against the table top. "Yeah, turned into a damn nightmare. I just don't understand how Justin can't see that his woman is playing him. It's like he's blinded by the sex, or love, or just wanting to be in a certain point of his life. Whatever it is, I'm not the only one who sees it."

"Well you know the saying, love makes you do the wacky." I shrug and take another sip of my coffee.

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