Max

"Max, my father called", she says. 

No wonder her mood is sour. Can't the man let her have some peace? Well, it's not time for us to leave yet  and the others aren't even here. I want to calm her down but I don't know how so I just tell her to sit. 

"Alexi," I say, "tell me what he said."

I know it's not nice to make her go through that lane again but one thing I've learned about her is that she cools off fast once she can voice her problem. 

She exhales first. "He said the usual. He called me a prostitute again." A tear rolls down her cheek. "Then he said I should break up with you. In his words, I should 'leave you alone'." 

I clench and unclench my fists. I'm very angry and I don't know why yet. 

"But that's not the point", she continues. 

"How is that not the point?" I ask. I'm honestly confused. Someone is bothering our relationship which hasn't lasted more than 4 months and she doesn't think it's important? 

She holds my hand. "Max, breaking up with you is out of the question because I believe it or not, love your stupid ass."

I laugh at that and she playfully rolls her eyes. 

Then she continues. "The main point is how this information got out. It not only got out, but got international too. The only people who know are our friends and my mom. Heck, you haven't even told your family yet and my siblings don't know." 

Okay, I understand now. 

"Well-" I begin but am cut off by Sam. 

"Let's get going people", he says as he barges in. 

This is the typical Sam Bolton we all know. There's something different about him today though, he's frowning. I don't know if he barged in today because it's in his nature or if he was fuelled by his anger. 

"We'll revisit this matter Alexis", I tell her as I take my car keys. 

"Where are the others?" she asks him. 

By 'others', she means Renée and Kuso. Khaled and Tim couldn't make it because of work. 

"They're outside", he says. 

They take the front door while I go to the garage to drive my car out. 

Alexis

The drive to Sam's house was short since he doesn't live far from Max. Well, that's his parents' house, Sam lives in his own apartment in Grand Arts estate though he has a house of his own somewhere that I can't remember. 

As far as I'm concerned, this isn't much of a plan. I mean how is moving out a plan? When he told me that was his big plan, I was disappointed. I expected it to involve gluing his dad and his mistress to the floor or something. 

His choice of day was strategic though. He chose the day his dad's family would be moving in, which is today. This might end up being epic.

We all park in front of their mansion.
The house is pretty big and everything I was expecting. It has tiles and glass everywhere. Let me explain. From the front, you can see tons of large windows that make it look like Hollywood movie house or something. The walls are adorned with beautiful white tiles and the doors are just there, plain old brown.

The tiles are nice but the glass is too much for my liking. It's not my business though.

Show time.

We walk into the building. The place is pretty calm. I half expected servants to be everywhere.

Wait, did I say we're all walking? Scratch that. The rest of us are walking while Sam is marching like he's going to battle. He actually is but you get the point.

We get into the building and are cursed with the presence of the idiotic woman and her children. Well, I can't really blame the kids, they have almost no say in this. Besides, it's not their fault that their parents are stupid.

Behold, ladies and gentlemen, the mistress brought her friends to celebrate her move-in and 'engagement' with her. Jim stands by the side watching with...I don't know what he's watching with. Fear? I don't care. He looks alarmed when he sees us and goes toward Sam. 

"Sam," he says but Sam ignores him. 

"Babe, what are these people doing here?" Medusa asks. 

Hey, don't blame me, I don't know her name.

"Stephanie, you already know my son," Jim says gesturing to Sam, "these are his friends." 

She glares at us and her children, a boy and two girls look shocked. Maybe they didn't know their daddy ain't a straight man. Bleh.

"Sam," Jim calls again.

"Get out of my way", Sam says. 

"Son, don't do this," Jim continues. I don't get. Don't do what exactly? I mean, he's the cause of this.

"Look, you got your family now. I just came to get my mother and some of my important stuff then you can have a good life. Also, don't you ever call me your son again." 

We stand back as they continue to...argue? 

Medusa's son looks ashamed, I think and the girls look like they're going to start crying any minute. I pity these children. They're typical children of circumstance.

Medusa's friends are shocked as well. 

"So she took another woman's husband?" one lady asks.

"I thought she said Jimmy and his wife were secretly divorced a long time ago." another one says.

Hmm, this woman sure can lie.

Sam side steps Jim and goes upstairs to his room while Renée and I go in search of his mother. 

Turns out Renée knows this place well. We check her workroom and she's there. She seems oblivious to the scene downstairs and it breaks my heart. 

"Uhmm, hi Mrs. Bolton," I manage to say. 

"Hello Alexis," she says with her usual smile. "How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Aunt Rosa we need you to pack all your important things and come with us," Renée tells her. 

"Why?"

"Sam will explain that to you, Aunt Rosa," Renée says she drags her to her room and we wait at the door. 

How could Jim do this to her? Rosa is a lovely person and looks every inch a good wife. Plus, she's very beautiful. How could he prefer this kind of person to that trash downstairs? 

She soon finishes and we take her to the living room where Sam and Kuso are waiting for us. Maybe Max went to keep Sam's stuff.

Rosa's eyes widen at the number of people in the living room and Medusa's friends become uncomfortable. Idiots.

"Sammie what's going on?" she asks Sam. 

Ladies and gentlemen, the boy who looked like death this afternoon immediately softened at the sound of his mother's voice. I hope my children will be like that. I don't want to talk too much when I'm with them.

"Why don't you tell her, dad?" Sam says, turning to Jim.

"Jimmy what's this? I'm confused," she says. 

"Umm Rosa, this is my family", the idiot says. 

"What do you mean?" Her eyes are already glistening with tears. I would've started crying but I'm too hungry to do that. 

What? I didn't eat in the morning, I'm starved.

"This is my girlfriend and my children, Rosa, and they're moving in today."

"Finacée", Medusa corrects him with a triumphant smile. 

I know I said I'm really hungry but I can't stop myself now. 

I fling myself at Medusa and begin to beat the shit out of her useless self. Everyone tries getting me off her but I don't budge until I'm satisfied with my work. 

I finally let someone take me off her since I'm simply just too tired to get up. 

"Stupid woman", I mutter as Max makes me walk in front of him, probably to make sure I don't go back for her. He shouldn't bother, I don't go back for trash.