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29. Confrontations

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"So, she gave me her card, with her personal fucking number and she wants to meet up either Sunday or Monday.  Can you believe it?" 

She was so excited and I couldn't help getting excited for her.  "Babe, that's awesome.  So, I'm not the only one who sees how fucking gorgeous you are?"  I couldn't help but add and watched the blush creep up her beautiful cheeks.  It was a sight I saw often, but one I'd never tire of.

"So, when do I get to see you in those dresses?" I couldn't help the deep tone of my voice. If the designer thought she looked good enough for the offer she'd given, there's no doubt I'd appreciate it twice as much.

"They're being delivered tomorrow, but you" she said teasingly "don't get to see them until Saturday. When I'm wearing them." She added.

"Oh babe, you're gonna pay for that."

We had just got back to the suite, where I was going to teach her again how teasing me wasn't a good idea, when there was a repetitive knock on the door.

"Jayden, I know you're in there. Open the door!" A quick look at Mia's face showed her anxiousness, but she nodded in acceptance.

I opened the door to be faced with my obviously pissed off mum. She walked into the room as if she owned it and looked between Mia and I. She straightened her shirt before speaking.

"I think we should talk alone Jayden." She said, effectively dismissing Mia.

"I don't think so mum. If you have something to say, you can say it in front of Mia." I wrapped an arm around Mia and protectively brought her against my side.

"Very well." Mum straightened her back and clasped her hands in front of herself as if she was the bloody queen! Mia squeezed herself against me in a nervous gesture. And I, I felt totally fucking pissed off at how rude my mother was being.

"Obviously your behaviour last night was abhorrent Jayden, and I can't help but wonder if it was brought on by this....by your girlfriend." 

"What exactly are you suggesting mum?"  I asked, my voice on edge.

"Well, from past experience you don't always choose wisely Jayden.  No offence dear."  She said to Mia and my whole body stiffened as I clenched my fists and looked at the woman who had once been a caring, loving mother.  Now, I didn't recognise who she was.

"Mother," I almost spat out the word.  "with all due respect" I was grinding my teeth now.  "I suggest you look a little closer to home." 

She looked horrified.  "What is that supposed to mean Jayden?" She asked menacingly and I grimaced. 

"It means, stop being so bloody willing to shift the blame when you know exactly where it lies."

"Jayden!"  She gasped as if horrified. 

"You know what mum?  Why don't you cut the fucking bullshit and stop making excuses?  I honestly don't know who to blame for your fucked up marriage, but it certainly isn't me and it fucking certainly isn't Mia.  So why don't you take your sorry ass home to that perverted fuck you're married to and ask him the fucking hard questions?" 

I could barely control my temper now and I heard Mia whispering for me to calm down.

"Who do you think you're speaking to?"  She asked with indignity and I looked at her for a long time before answering. 

"Honestly, I have no fucking idea anymore."  I said quietly.  "I think you should leave." 

She looked between Mia and I before she straightened her back and walked towards the door, leaving without a backward glance.

Mia and I stood staring at the closed door as we absorbed what had just happened. 

"Fuck Jay, I'm so sorry.  This is all my fault.  If I hadn't come, you wouldn't be having these problems.  I shouldn't have...." 

"Mia!"  I said sternly and she looked up with wide, teary eyes. 

"This is not your fault."  I said as I stared into her eyes.  "This is his fault and my stubborn bitch of a mum needs to accept it!"  I spat angrily.

"It can't be easy for her babe." Mia said quietly as she wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head against my chest.

I took a deep breath and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm sure it isn't, but ignoring it won't make it go away. Blaming everyone but him won't make it go away."

I felt her nod against my chest and then the dampness from her tears.

"Hey." I said softly as I gripped her chin and tilted her head so I could see her eyes. "Mia babe, please don't cry."

"I'm sorry, I....I just feel like I'm making it all go wrong." Her voice sounded so strained that it made me hurt. 

"Jesus!"  I groaned as I pulled her tiny body against mine.  "Babe, I'm so sorry.  It wasn't meant to be like this.  We can go, we can get the next flight out and go somewhere else."  I suggested. 

I'd do anything to stop her from hurting. 

"Jay, no.  You're here for Amanda, it's her day not theirs." 

I sighed, knowing she was right.

"I'm going to have a bath." She said a little while later and I kissed her forehead before letting her go. As soon as I heard the water running I dialled Megan and when it went straight to voice mail, I realised she'd be travelling by now.  As I looked at my phone wondering what to do, Amanda's name flashed across my screen.


"Jay, I've been trying to get hold of you all day.  What the hell happened last night?" 

"Amanda, I'm sorry.  Just forget it, it won't happen again."  I ran my hand down my face as I wondered if this statement was true. 

"Forget it?  It's all over the papers Jay.  The media are having a field day with it."  Her voice was becoming high pitched and I felt bad for her. 

"Look, I'm sorry, that's all I can say right now."  We were both quiet for a while before she spoke again. 

"Someone that was there last night leaked the photos Jay.  One of my supposed friends sold me out." 

"Shit!"  My mind immediately pictured a certain black haired, black souled bitch.  "Amanda, I'm sorry.  I'm really fucking sorry."

We spoke for a while and when she accepted that I wasn't about to tell her the full story, we said our goodbyes. 

"Will we see you tonight?"  She asked and I looked towards the bathroom door.

"No.  We'll see you tomorrow once Megan arrives." 

"Okay."  She said quietly before hanging up.

I flicked on the TV and lowered the volume as I watched the images flash across the screen.

I sensed her before she spoke. 

"I'm sorry."  She said quietly, almost brokenly and I pulled her into my lap. 

"You have nothing to be sorry for babe."  I said just as quietly as we held onto each other for strength.

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