A new world called california Part 15

CHAPTER 15

When the movie was over I shut it off and lifted my head so I could see his face. He looked as tired as I felt. “Tired?” I asked. He yawned and nodded his head. We stood up and made our way to my bedroom. We crawled into my king size bed and covered ourselves with the white down comforter. We snuggled in close together and laid there nose to nose. “You are the most amazing girl I have ever met.” he said pressing his lips into mine. I smiled in mid kiss, “You have to be the sweetest guy I have ever met.” I said. It was obvious that after our romantic comedy feature film it had took hold of our heart. We laid there in the dark whispering sweet nothings and exchanging the occasional kiss until we both drifted off to sleep.

As the weeks went by life only got sweeter. I started my job, moved out of my apartment and into an amazing house on the coast line and best of all I had Justin to share these joys with. Although he was what made me the most happy. Whenever we weren’t working or doing something involved with our work we were together. I went to famous parties, always on his arm and some nights we just stayed in and passed our time together cuddling. But one day, it all changed.

My alarm clock went off at it’s usual time making it aware to me, and probably the neighbors as well, that it was time for me to get up for work. I rolled out of bed and began my routine. As I was leaving I noticed a magazine lying face down on my front porch. Thinking nothing of it I picked it up and turned it over. I was horrified by what I saw. There on the front cover it said in larger red letters: The truth about Jt’s boo. She’s engaged, but not to Justin. I tore through the magazine looking for the article. With utter mortification, that was growing with each printed word, I read it. “An exclusive interview with Jt’s girl, Kate’s (they had finally learned the mystery girl’s name) fiancée. Matt sat down with us to tell us that just a few days ago he popped the question to Kate and she accepted. So why is she still hanging around Justin? Must be our early predictions about her motives were right. Matt tells us that the engagement is off and we suspect that if Justin didn’t already know, he does now. Looks like Kate was trying to have the best of both worlds. Sorry dear, but this time you can’t have your cake and eat it too.”

“Oh my god.” I said out loud noticing a picture that zoomed in on my neck showing the very necklace I wore every day. A diamond ring hung from it. The picture was lying I remembered as my hand went instinctively to my neck and my fingers encircled the ring, but it certainly was not an engagement ring and Matt had definitely not proposed to me. I knew that, but did Justin? If he didn’t, when I told him it wasn’t true would he believe me? No, I was not his girlfriend but it would still hurt him. I had a bad feeling about all this. Tears stung my eyes, but I tried to reassure myself by remembering what Justin had said about magazines and gossip. Just as I shut the magazine my phone rang. Without looking I knew who It was. “Hello.” I said sadly into the mouth piece. My guess was correct it was Justin.

“Kate.” he said sounding angry, “we need to talk.”

“Yes we do.” I agreed.

“You know if this was all for an acting career you deserve a fucking Emmy because that was a brilliant performance. You sure fooled me.” He spat.

“Justin, are you really going to believe a magazine? You should know that it si not true. You said it yourself they’ll do anything to sell copies.” I said fighting back tears.

“The picture is there Kate and I’ve seen the necklace. God, how could I be so fucking stupid. You’re just as bad as the rest of them, no, wait, you’re worse. At least the other girls didn’t hide their motivations. How could you fuck me over like that? Kate I…” he paused, “trusted you.” he sounded as though he was about to cry or completely lose it.

“I swear to you Justin none of this is true.” I said with tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Then why the fuck are you wearing a diamond ring around you neck all of the sudden. It wasn’t there when we first met. In fact it just showed up there a few days ago. Do you see… It all fits. You can’t lie your way out of this one. You gold digging deceiving whore. I’m through with you.” he yelled.

Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. “Fine!” I said “Fuck you, don’t believe me”

“How the fuck am I supposed to believe you when there is a shit pile of evidence against you and you sure as hell haven’t made an attempt to explain yourself if you are telling the truth.” he said angrily.

“I don’t want to talk about it you just have to believe me. I swear to god on my life that I am not lying to you.”

“Well, if I were you my life wouldn’t mean that much to me and someone as deceiving as you wont be going to heaven. So what the hell kind of comfort is that supposed to provide for me?”

My tears kept pouring out, but now I was crying more out of anger. “Fine!” I screamed, “You wanna know well, here you go. When I was 18 years old my mom passed away due to cancer. My Dad was an asshole so I moved out. I took my mother’s wedding ring with me. I used to wear it all the time. When I packed my shit to move out here I decided to take it off and put it somewhere safe so it wouldn’t get stolen, but the thing is I forgot where that safe place was. I found it a couple of days ago when I was unpacking the last of the boxes. And as for my being a gold digger, fuck you, I inherited money from my mom when she passed. I put it away an invested it and the rest of it I earned myself. I’ve never once asked you to pay for anything. You can go ahead and keep believing you gossip magazines so you can avoid the effort that it might take you to put trust in someone, but I am done with this. Have a nice life.” and with that I hung up the phone.