Sat. Feb 10th, 2024

Chapter 13

 

Mia’s POV

 

“He’ll never changed.” I felt the screams of frustration at the back of my throat. “That makes him a real asshole. I don’t like the idea that he’s treating you like his possession. You’re human for God’s sake and you’re free to do what you want.” The person at the other line said angrily. “It’s always what he wants NOT what I

 

want. I feel like a kid that can’t decide for

 

myself.”

 

“He’s selfish, controlling. Tonto! He

 

should respect your decisions.”

 

“But he keeps on saying that he loves

 

me.”

 

“Being in love is not enough. There should be respect, trust, loyalty and honesty. Communication and commitment is very important too. In his case, all the mathematical formula of a perfect relationship is missing.” “What am I gonna do?”

 

“Hmm… let’s figure it out later. I’ll call

 

you back. Mikael is here.”

 

“Ooopss, sorry. Give my love to him.”

 

“Sure. Take care of yourself, mi amor.”

 

“Bye, love you, Dylan.”

 

That’s right. Dylan was my accomplice.

 

Everything was pure acting.

 

Dylan and I became best of friends and shared our problems. We pretended to be engaged to help him conceal his homos£xuality from the press. I needed the fake engagement also so Xander would find me. It was a year already but still I haven’t moved on. I wanted to see him to know if I still feel the same way.

 

Too bad. I still feel so strongly for him.

 

I saw Xander coming back in the car,

 

carrying a paper bag. I asked him to go

 

inside 7-Eleven to buy me three packs of

 

sanitary napkins. I had my period and I

 

intentionally didn’t bring any spare with

 

me. I wanted to test his patience.

 

“I also bought some chocolates and nuts. The cashier said that it’s good when you’re menstruating.” Xander said. “You should eat bananas to avoid muscle cramps.” “You actually asked the cashier about that?”

 

“Of course.” He gave me a boyish smile

 

that made my heart flipped.

 

I wanted to go shopping, alone. But he

 

insisted on accompany me. So, fine! Let’s

 

see if he can bear following me around

 

the mall.

 

It took me an hour to decide what lipstick

 

to buy.

 

“Why not buy everything?” Xander

 

whispered behind me.

 

“I’m not wasting my money buying all that colors.”

 

“It’s very cheap, Mia. I’ll pay for it.”

 

“No. I have my own money. I can buy

 

whatever I want. I don’t need a sugar

 

daddy. If you have no patience then go

 

home.” I faced him, giving him the ‘I told

 

you so’ look.

 

“I’m not leaving you. I’ll stay here no

 

matter how long you’ll shop.” He put his

 

hands on his pants pockets then rocked

 

back on his heels.

 

“Okay.” I lifted my chin and faced the saleslady again. “I’ll take the Posie K, Coco

 

K and Mary Jo.”

 

I shopped for five hours and Xander was

 

following me all along. I bought a lot of

 

stuffs, dresses, shoes, more makeups,

 

makeup organizers, bags and others. He

 

insisted to pay everything… so I let him. I

 

bought even more.

 

He carried all the boxes and shopping

 

bags I bought. He almost tripped at the

 

escalator. But he never complained. Not

 

even a sign of impatience or irritation.

 

Later that evening, we went to a Japanese

 

restaurant. I knew Xander really hated

 

sushi, especially raw fish and wasabi. I

 

took the liberty to order our meal – I

 

ordered California maki, Salmon Nigiri

 

sushi and sashimi.

 

“I can’t eat these.” Xander’s brows drew

 

together in a worried expression.

 

“You can do it.” I put a wasabi on top of a raw fish and took it using chopsticks. “I love a man who eats sashimi and wasabi.” I said flirtatiously and put the food in his mouth.

 

He coughed and gagged. His face was

 

burning red. He grabbed a glass of water

 

and drank heartily.

 

“Oh! Sorry. Never mind. We’ll just order

 

another dish.” I said disappointedly,

 

slumping my shoulders.

 

“No… no. I can eat this.” He insisted.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Of course. Anything for you, Mia.” He

 

forced a smile.

 

“Well… that’s good. Hmm… maybe we can talk about us later?”

 

His face brightened and pulled the sashimi

 

 

dish closer to him. “I would definitely love that.”

 

Xander ate all the sashimi with wasabi. He struggled chewing it, gagging, coughing and drinking too much water. I told him that that was enough, but he wouldn’t stop.

 

When we arrived home, he threw up.

 

I felt bad of myself. I shouldn’t have made

 

him eat that. Two or three slices of

 

sashimi should have been enough. I forgot

 

he was a very proud man. He wouldn’t say

 

NO to a challenge.

 

Xander’s POV

 

I woke up feeling sick. I wanted to throw

 

up again.

 

The lights were on and I was surprised to

 

see Mia already dressed.

 

“Where are you going?” I sat down

 

abruptly on the couch, where I’ve been

 

sleeping since we got home.

 

“I have a photoshoot today.” She said,

 

dragging her luggage.

 

I looked at the wall clock. It was still four

 

in the morning. What the hell! Who do

 

photoshoots at this hour. It’s too

 

early. She never even mentioned a

 

photoshoot last night. She just signed the

 

contract.

 

“I’ll go with you.” I stood up and fixed my messy hair.

 

“Don’t worry, I can manage. I’ll take a cab. Just go back to sleep. You look sick.” She said firmly with her hands on her slim hips. She looked so cute and s£xy in her off shouldered white sweater and denim short shorts.

 

“No. I’m fine. I’ll just take a bath.”

 

She looked at her wrist watch. “There’s no time. I’m going to be late.”

 

“Okay… okay. I’ll just change clothes.”

 

“Hurry up.” She said and went out of the

 

bedroom.

 

I grabbed my jeans and shirt, changing clothes in a hurry. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth whiled I peed. Then I rinsed my mouth and washed my face at the same time. “Let’s go!” Mia shouted outside.

 

I forgot I had an important business meeting in the morning. Franco and Manuel was upset. The business deal with an investor from India didn’t turn up well. I was the one who could explain the business proposal better. And now, the investor hesitated to close the deal. I just wished I could do something about it when I get back.

 

I couldn’t just leave Mia here. We were in a beach resort hotel, two hours away from the city. Besides, she was wearing a skimpy bikini surrounded with half naked male models. I couldn’t believe why she accepted a modelling contract like this. It was very upsetting on my part. Especially with that ash blond guy who wouldn’t leave her side and kept on staring at her. One wrong move and I was ready to smack him down.

 

We transferred from one spot to another in the beach. I carried her things for her. Her luggage, her water, her hat, her umbrella, her robe, her towel and others. She had her shoot the whole morning. The

 

heat of the sun made my head hurt

 

terribly. Damn it. I’m going to get sick.

 

“Are you okay?” A waiter asked me,

 

frowning. “You are flushing.”

 

“I’m not. Do you have some lemon water

 

and Tylenol.”

 

“Yeah. I’ll get you.” He said and left. He

 

came back bringing the medicine. I felt

 

much better in a few minutes.

 

“You’re lucky you work as her bodyguard. She’s very pretty.” The same waiter said when he passed by my side.

 

“I’m not a bodyguard.” I gritted my teeth.

 

“I’m her fiancé.”

 

“Oops. Sorry sir. I thought…”

 

I dismissed him with a wave of my hand.

 

Mia finished her shoot in the afternoon. I

 

was relieved that finally we could go

 

home.

 

I was driving feeling drowsy. I felt terrible, I wanted to crawl on the bed. But I pretended to be fine, struggling to keep my eyes open and focused on the road. I listened to Mia, talking about the people and the beach. She was in a very festive mood. Singing and dancing in the car. Then she turned the speakers’ volume up. The very loud music of Chainsmokers ‘Closer’ made my head hurt more.

 

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RUNAWAY FIANCÉE

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