I was with Emerald, dining at one of the biggest hotels in town. She was wearing the diamonds I had given her. She looked amazing. I knew the press would wonder why I was going out with Emerald and not with Liya. I was prepared for that. As far as I was concerned, I had dumped Liya and was now going out with Emerald. My butt still hurts! F***!
“So, Em, how is Frank?” I asked.
“Frank? How is he? Same as always, I’d say. I don’t think that’s our concern right now, our concern right now should be to get ourselves out of this deal,” she replied.
“We’re in quite the conundrum, I know, but I told you, we can’t sign out!”
“Well then we’re in a pickle, aren’t we?”
“Do you want to die, Em? Coz I’m not ready to die yet.”
“I’m actually starting to prefer death than this. If we’re not leaving then I want a divorce.”
“A what now?”
“A divorce, Jake, or have you forgotten that we’re married? We’ve been married for what, five years now?”
“Six, actually, and I’m not giving you a divorce. We’ll get through this, together.”
“Okay, so what’s the plan?”
I paused. “Liya ran me over.”
“Even she gets to quit!”
“No, I’m pretty sure Joshua will kill her. He’ll kill us too if we leave, you know? We can’t leave…we’ll just figure something out.”
She sat there, looking right at me. She took a deep breath. “You always say that, you know?” She took a sip of wine. “Goodbye Jake,” she said as she stood and started leaving. From the corner of my eye I saw the paparazzi gather. I just sat there. Merde! I heard a loud bang. I turned sharply. Emerald was lying in the middle of the road, her life running out of her. A car disappeared in the distance.
“So, Em, how is Frank?” I asked.
“Frank? How is he? Same as always, I’d say. I don’t think that’s our concern right now, our concern right now should be to get ourselves out of this deal,” she replied.
“We’re in quite the conundrum, I know, but I told you, we can’t sign out!”
“Well then we’re in a pickle, aren’t we?”
“Do you want to die, Em? Coz I’m not ready to die yet.”
“I’m actually starting to prefer death than this. If we’re not leaving then I want a divorce.”
“A what now?”
“A divorce, Jake, or have you forgotten that we’re married? We’ve been married for what, five years now?”
“Six, actually, and I’m not giving you a divorce. We’ll get through this, together.”
“Okay, so what’s the plan?”
I paused. “Liya ran me over.”
“Even she gets to quit!”
“No, I’m pretty sure Joshua will kill her. He’ll kill us too if we leave, you know? We can’t leave…we’ll just figure something out.”
She sat there, looking right at me. She took a deep breath. “You always say that, you know?” She took a sip of wine. “Goodbye Jake,” she said as she stood and started leaving. From the corner of my eye I saw the paparazzi gather. I just sat there. Merde! I heard a loud bang. I turned sharply. Emerald was lying in the middle of the road, her life running out of her. A car disappeared in the distance.