Chapter 43 (Bed Of Lies)


    Emma''s POV


    I partied until midnight at Roger''s. My body ached from the heat of dancing but I had never felt so


    carefree and wild before. I danced like there was no tomorrow and I drank like a professional. I guess I


    wanted to wash away the stress and pain Ethan had put me through. I wanted do something to get my


    mind off of him and forget about him.


    Although my head was pounding and my body was aching, I had to get on my feet and go find a job, so


    that was exactly what I did. I took a shower and washed my hair then changed into something decent,


    and had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with fresh orange juice. I headed to where businesses were


    in abundance, keeping tabs of all the corners, streets and road signs so I wouldn''t get lost. I had good


    recollection.


    I walked into a boutique after I saw "Help Wanted" on a flyer in its windows. It was more of a clothing


    store with affordable items for purchase but it was wonderfully kept and it had a weing feeling to it.


    A tall, very slimdy with blonde hair styled in a bun approached me. "Good morning, can I help you?"


    "Good morning. My name is Emma and I''m looking for a job. I noticed the flyer in the window."


    "Do you have any fashion sense?" she asked, folding her arms.


    "Um, I try to," I answered truthfully, thanking Halley in my thoughts. She was the one who loved


    dressing up, doing hair and makeup, and matching outfits. I learned a lot from her.


    "I''m sorry, Emma, but you''re inexperienced. We can''t have you here. Bye, now."


    "But I''m willing to lea—" I began but she cut me off.


    "I said bye now."


    The cool air calmed my nerves as I walked out disappointed.


    I headed further down the street, casting my eyes from building to building, keeping tabs and reading


    the ssifieds to see if there were any more jobs avable in the area.


    I walked straight into something hard, like a brick wall, and the next thing I knew, I was falling


    backwards.


    I was caught by a firm hand. "Hey. What are you doing here?" Roger asked as I recovered my bnce.


    "I''m sorry, I wasn''t watching where I was going."


    "That''s alright. I''m just happy I caught you in time."


    "Well, you''re looking mighty energetic, considering the way you danced and drankst night," I joked.


    "Hey, I''ve got lots of experience."


    My face fell as he said those words. I was wondering if I would get any job with myck of experience.


    "Hey, is everything alright?" he asked as he studied my face.


    "I''m job hunting. No luck so far."


    "Really? I''m sorry to hear that."


    "That''s okay. I only started today. I''m hoping I''ll get something soon."


    "Well, I could ease your burden and save you some time. I could hire you."


    My mouth formed a circle of surprise when those words came from his mouth. "Hire me? To do what?"


    "Lets get a drink of coffee at the cafe. I''ll exin to you there."


    We walked over to a nearby cafe. There were tables on the outside and inside; we sat down outside. A


    waitress took our orders and we waited on our coffee.


    Some caffeine would be good at this moment.


    "So, I don''t wanna sound too forward, but what exactly is this job description?" I asked.


    "My grandmother is getting up in age and she''ll need to retire soon. She only helps out because I don''t


    really trust many people. You could rece her and be the head receptionist at theplex."


    "Wow, really? I''m grateful... but, why me?" I asked, hoping there wasn''t any catch.


    "Because you seem like a really nice person. I know I''ve only just gotten to know you, but I feel like I


    could trust you." He sipped on his coffee.


    "Thank you."


    "You can start Monday. Use the weekend to get prepared. It will be great, working very close to your


    new ''apartment'' and all. You won''t have to waste money on transportation."


    "How much would I be working for?" I wasn''t expecting a great paycheck, but I needed enough to cover


    the rent and my basic needs.


    "It''s not much, but I can start you off with nine hundred bi-weekly. If you work your way up, and I''m


    impressed, within three months we can discuss a raise. Of course, you won''t have to pay rent. You can


    stay in the room you''re in during your probationary period and we can discuss that too after three


    months."


    "I ept," I said cheerfully and drank my coffee.


    The sry sounded good, though I made more at the mansion. But this was just temporary until I could


    figure out my next move for arger ie. One step at a time.


    "So what were you doing in the financial district?" I asked, making conversation.


    "Oh, I was just dropping off a friend."


    "But you were walking."


    Heughed. "My car is parked right there," he pointed to a silver convertible.


    I arched my eyebrows. Nice Ride.


    "So, shall we head back?" he asked, getting up slowly from the table.


    I held onto my purse, took onest sip of the coffee and followed him to his car. He drove with light


    speed; my hair blew in the wind, feeling great against my face. I smiled as people on the street looked


    on in awe at the two of us.


    We arrived at the hotel twenty minutester.


    I checked my phone; there were three missed calls from Ethan. I decided to stop ignoring him and call


    him back. A piece of me missed him. Who was I kidding? All of me missed him. The man was the light


    in my dark, scary, cold world. He''d changed me in so many good ways.


    I sat on the sofa while the other end of the phone began to ring.


    "Emma, where are you?"  he said as soon as I answered.


    I rolled my eyes and smiled. "All you need to know is that I''m alright and I''m getting by without you."


    "Baby, I''m sorry for hurting you. I''m sorry for letting you leave. I want you toe home."


    "I am home."


    "Please don''t say that. Tell me where you are so I cane get you."


    "Ethan! Stop it. This thing we had going isn''t going to work. I''m too different in your world. I don''t fit into


    your world and you can see that."


    "Emma, you are my world. I just want you toe home. I miss you; I can''t sleep without you. I''m


    going crazy."


    "You wouldn''t get crazy. I think we should stay separated. It''s better that way. Goodbye, Ethan."


    "Emma, don''t hang up this ph—"


    I hung up, as hard as it was to do. Tears fell from my eyes and onto the phone''s screen. I looked at the


    the picture of him, Halley and I on his private jet to Miami. I missed her too; she was my only friend.


    I dialed her number.


    "Emma, sweetie. Oh my goodness, I''m so happy you''re calling me. Are you alright? Where are you?"


    "Hi, girl. I''m alright. I''m fine, but I''m not telling you where I am; you''ll leak to Ethan."


    "No I wouldn''t. I miss you already. I wannae see you sometime."


    "Halley, calm down. I''ll be changing my phone soon because I think Ethan can track this one. I just


    wanted you to know I''m okay and I miss you too."


    "Emz, pleasee back. It''s not the same without you here. The house feels so cold and lonely


    without you."


    "Where''s the other maid?"


    "She''s around. She''s learning, but she''s not you."


    Iughed. "Halley, you''ll see me soon. I''ll arrange a day for us to meet up at the mall or somewhere."


    "Yeah, girl, we could get our nails and hair done and do some shopping."


    Typical Halley.


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    "Just like the good old times," I said.


    "Call me soon, okay?"


    "We''ll keep in touch."


    I ended the call.


    I felt better talking to Halley; she always knew how to turn my mood around for the better. I put my


    earphones in and scrolled through my music ylist to find a song to match my mood and selected


    "Bed of Lies" by Nicki Minaj and Skr Grey.


    ''Do You ever think of me when you lie,


    Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies?And I knew better than to look in your eyesThey only pretend


    you would be mineAnd oh how you made me believeYou had me caught in every web that you


    weavedBut do you ever think of me when you lie,Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies?


    You could never make eye contact


    Everything you got was based off of my contacts


    You a fraud, but I''m a remain icon-stat


    Balenciaga''s on my boots with the python strap


    You was caught up in the rush, and you was caught up in the thrill of it


    You was with me way before I hit a quarter mil'' in it


    Put you in the crib and you ain''t never pay a bill in it


    I was killin'' it, man you got me poppin'' pills in it


    I told Baby hit you, I said this  buggin''


    Cause I was doing it for us, I told ''em f**k the public


    Couldn''t believe that I was home alone contemting


    Overdosin'', no more coastin'', no more toastin'' over oceans


    They say you don''t know what you got ''til it''s gone


    They say that your darkest houres before your dawn


    But there was something that I should''ve asked all along


    I''m amma ask on the song.''


    I heaved a long sigh.


    I turned the phone off and went to get a nap but a knock came on my door. I opened it, assuming it had


    to be Roger. It wasn''t.