Micah

I'd inhaled so much harsh air that my nose began to hurt. I still hadn't left Dina's home as I circled the compound looking for Kristopher.

At first, I was scared and thought he had left me until I saw his SUV parked by the circle drive.

"Mr Lyon!" I called out, despite all the paparazzi outside. "Mr Lyon!"

My knees ached and my exposed shoulders shuddered and soon, my teeth began chattering.

After some minutes, I found Kristopher squatting at some really long plants.

"Sir." I ran to him, which was very difficult because of all the snow.

He didn't look at me, he didn't even spare me a glance. He dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out a lighter.

He lit the lighter and brought it so close to the really long plant, it began to burn.

"What are you doing?" I whisper yelled at him, the rate at which the plant was burning alarmed me.

He stood up from his squatting position and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Italian Cypress, highly flammable. But don't worry, the snow would quench it...most likely."

"Are you insane?" My voice cracked as I tried to put off the fire.

"You know what Micah?" I heard Kristopher behind me. "After four years, my feelings for Dina's finally passed on. I burnt then with this plant, thank you for convincing me to come to this."

I stopped in my tracks and looked at him with a small smile, his face wasn't poker, he had an expression I couldn't quite place. One of hurt, sadness but at the same time, joy.

I thought my eyes betrayed me when I spotted a single drop of liquid roll down his cheeks. Kristopher immediately looked up and wiped his cheeks. "Damn, the snow's melting on my cheeks." He muttered under his breath.

I giggled at antics before wrapping my arms around him, his body warmth felt relaxing and I gasped silently when I felt one if his hand circle me waist.

I couldn't help but smile, this was the first time he'd hugged me back, even if it was with only one hand.

I suddenly didn't feel as cold as I looked over my shoulders at Kristopher's tux jacket.

"Don't lie, I know you're freezing. You're lucky we're matching." He chuckled, running his hand down his face and all I wanted to do was kiss his gorgeous face.

What?

Oh shut up inner Micah, you want it more than anyone.

I stared up at him, still trying to figure out if I should go for it. His gorgeous emerald eyes shone in the snowy moonlight as one of his hand wrapped around my waist.

Fuck it, I'm going for it-

"There they are!" I heard a lady scream as other people came running with cameras and thier phones. "Mr Lyon?!"

Fuck it! The paparazzi!

Before I could access what was going on, Kristopher had grabbed my hand and we began running, actually running from the paparazzi untill we lost them.

I breath a loud breath once in the car and started laughing. "That was crazy!'' I laughed loudly.

"Yes, yes it was" he glanced at me with a smile while starting the engine.

"When next you want to run from reporters, give me a call." I joked trying again to buckle my seatbelts.

"You'll be doing that a lot, especially since you being my girlfriend is going to be on the news in a few hours."

"So the whole world is going to think, I'm your girlfriend?"

"Not the whole world..just anyone who cares to read anything posted with my name on it."

"Which is over a billion, last time I checked." We exchanged glances before he kept his eyes back on the road.

He was silent and continued to keep his eyes on the road. It remained like that until he dropped me off at my house. "Good bye sir." I smiled at him, he gave me a wave with a small smile and drove off. I opened my door with my spare key and almost jumped when I saw Cameron standing at the front entrance.

"Cam, you creep!'' I gasped and soon gained my balance.

"You're home earlier than I expected."

"Yeah, no kidding." I walked passed her.

"How'd it go?" She inquired, following me.

"It was.. eventful. Is mom asleep?"

"Yes. Now, expatiate on eventful."

"Cam," I yawned loudly. "I'll give you all the details in the morning." I walked through the hallways.

***
I glanced at the clock every opportunity I got. It was early evening and I just couldn't wait to get off work. An article had been published so many hours ago and so many others followed it. It said all kinds of things and I really needed to check up on Kristopher.

As expected, Various articles had Dina in them, my whole drama at her third wedding anniversary but the most uncomfortable was that they had dragged the name of the late Camille Condo into it as well.

I suspected Leah and Amahale read it too because they'd steal glances at me often but I wonder why neither asked about it. I just hoped that no customer recognized me in the cafe.

Just as Leah was about to hang the closed sign, the door opened, hopefully our last costumer for the day.

Only one problem, it was Bryson, the man I'm supposed to be avoiding.

"Mabelle." He walked towards me.

"Hello there." I forced a smile.

"What the actual Fuck!?" He blew up at me as my eyes widened. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you since that day!" He took a moment to calm himself as I still stared at him shocked.

"May I take your order sir?" I looked away from him, to the door.

"Come one, they've put up Christmas lights in the park, we have to see it." His teal eyes weren't blazing anymore and his voice was calm.

"I'm sorry Bryson, I'm busy."

"Busy with what?" He glared at me.

"Busy with work" I still didn't look at him.

"Really? Or you're busy with my younger brother?"

"Maybe both." I shrugged, irritated by Bryson, he had come in here a few minutes ago yelling at me now he's asking me to go to the park with him to see Christmas lights?

"I saw the article.." he fumed and dug his hands into his pocket. "Are you dating Kristopher?"

Truth be told, I was a little scared of Bryson now. I didn't realize believe Kristopher at first, I thought he had just exaggerated.

He rammed his fist into the counter as Leah and Amahale ran to us.
"I told you I liked you Mabelle, Kristopher's always taking what I want, that bastard!" He continuously banged his fists on the counter, causing some dents.

I immediately moved some steps back.

"Sir please leave." Leah said to Bryson who kept on banging.

He eventually stopped when Amahale held a phone close to her ear. "Get out, or I'm calling the cops." Bryson rose his bloody fist from the counter and stormed off.

"Damn girl, why you got so much drama going on in your life?" Amahale teased once Bryson had left.

Normally, I would have snickered, laughed, chuckled or giggled. But I couldn't now, I was too horrified by the sight that played out Infront of me.

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