Micah

"Are you cold?" Dina's soft voice asked as I shook my head, lying again. "I am." She giggled.

I stared down at her gown which was a little too short to wear in winter.

"I'm freezing infact." Her angelic voice giggled. It was no surprise Kristopher had fallen for her, I mean... look at her! She had the body of a model, amazingly long legs and knew just what to say.

"Where's Kris?" She questioned, looking over my shoulders.

"He, uh..went to get my purse from the car."

"Oh." She looked down for a second before looking back up at me. "Y'know, I'm surprised Kris would show up today. I mean, it's I  and Damien's anniversary." She giggled and oh boy, did it sounded really annoying.

"Kris didn't take the break up lightly."

Can she just stop calling him Kris?!

I found myself getting annoyed, and I didn't even know why.

"Y'know he was my first and I was his? We were so young back then. He was so scared he'd hurt me, his dick is incredibly huge-"

"Okay," I laughed nervously. "Too much information."

Dina pouted her lips. "You should know, don't you know? Haven't you guys ever slept together? Are you guys even dating?"

"I do know!" I cut her short again. "Of course I know, we've done it multiple times. But please, you're making me uncomfortable."

She rolled her eyes at me and at that moment, I was sure, I didn't like Dina one bit.

"Wanna come inside?" She offered, grabbing my hand.

I was about to protest before I heard a familiar deep voice behind me. "Micah?"

Thank goodness. Kristopher had arrived.

Coming from behind me, Kristopher placed his hands firmly on my waist, pulling me closer to himself.

"Happy anniversary Dina." He wore no expression.

"Kris," she smiled cheekily "I'm so glad you came."

"Really?" Kristopher was cold to her. "You have Micah to thank."

"Oh." Dina blinked at me. "Thank you Michael."

"It's Micah." I corrected.

I was slightly losing patience with this lady. It was obvious she called me Michael on purpose, her smile said it all.

What I couldn't understand was why her mood changed so quickly.

"If you excuse us." Kristopher took my hand, leading me inside the building.

He held my hand tightly as I watched the veins on his face flex.

"What were you two talking about?" He cornered me to a wall.

Wait, was he seriously upset... at me?

"Nothing important, believe me."

He was displeased with my response and clearly showed it. "I know Dina, she's a manipulative snake. Micah, I need you to tell me every single thing she said to you and your every response." His hot breath whispered into my ear. He leaned closer to me , we were barely inches away and I was under his dark gaze.

"Can we discuss this after the party?" I immediately said as I became aware of the ballroom full of guests who stared at us, but Kristopher didn't seem to care.

"No, we cannot." He said sternly as I sighed in defeat.

I leaned in closer this time into his ear and my lip accidentally brushed it. "Your ex, Dina was telling me how you both took each other's virginity, she didn't fail to mention a word or two about your huge dick." I pulled away and stared at a wide eyed Kristopher.

Okay, this was amusing.

He stepped a feet backward and cleared his throat.

"Are you satisfied?" I smirked at Kristopher.

Believe me, I was tempted to call him big dick Kris.

Chattering finally returned to the ballroom after some seconds and the guards finally close the large doors to keep the paparazzi away.

I suddenly didn't feel so cold anymore in the large ballroom, it had several fireplaces and a cozy feeling.

A seat in the front  was ushered to Kristopher and I and we actually looked like a real couple except the fact that Kristopher looked uneasy most of the time.

"It's okay sir, you're doing this." I said to him anytime I noticed him tense up.

Maybe we could actually do this. Maybe I could walk out of Kristopher's life with my home intact.

Just one problem, I wasn't really sure I wanted to walk out.

Some hours into the occasion, before Dina walked up to the stage.

She waved cheerfully at the audience as everyone clapped.

"Good evening Los Angeles." She beamed. "Well ..I can't believe I'm actually here. I mean, I've grown so much and I'm actually here!" She laughed as the audience clapped even more.

"Honestly, three years ago, I was unsure of so many things, I was confused. Now, who'd have thought Dina Carson would be a renowned author married to the best husband in the world."

"Actually, we have a very important person here today. This person is actually the reason I'm always very happy, this person was so many things in my life; he was my best friend, my shoulder to lean on, my support system...my daddy."

The ball broke out in coy giggles as i silently prayed that she wasn't going to do what I thought she was going to do.

"You see, in our midst here is Kristopher Lyon!"

Oh ballsacks!

"The CEO of trust bank. This man is simply amazing."

The spotlight landed on our table as I glanced at Kristopher. He had a poker face but I knew better, I knew this was killing him.

"Truth is, Kris and I had dated some years back but.." she shook her head. " It just didn't work out. I broke his heart and he was devastated, I'm sorry Kris." She blew him a kiss.

This bitch!

"Damien just satisfied me in every way you couldn't, you were always like a little brother, a little brother I'll always love."

I needed to stop this, I stood up from my seat. Facing his past was very important but this just wasn't his past anymore, this was public embarrassment.

"I never thought Kris would move on because he had cried so much. But now, he has this girlfriend Michael, weird name for a lady though."

"It's Micah, bitch!" I found myself screaming from my table. Everyone's eyes turned to me and I wasn't sure if it was the shot of tequila I had taken earlier, but I had a sudden urge to put this bitch in her place. "How petty do you really have to be? I mean, you invited Kristopher to your shitty party just to make a fool out of him?"

"You're a disgrace and I hope you fall on your face asshole!" I turned to the table but it was empty, Kristopher had left and I had to find him...quick.

"Oh, it's Micah Mabelle Harlan by the way, if you're going to hate on me, atleast get my name right. Both you and your stupid ass husband can suck on my pseudo dick!" I threw a bottle of an Isabella Islay Whiskey and watched it break into a million pieces before make my grand exit.

Mouths whispered and the paparazzi took pictures, but I just couldn't care at this point.

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I know I'm posting this a few hours after Christmas but I still wish you all a merry Christmas and a happy new year 🎄❤️🎄