Chapter 4
Andy slowly left, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't believe the hurt and the fear of her own feelings she'd seen in Miranda's eyes. She almost reached the door when she heard something slammed down and a glass breaking. Her heart was racing. She hurried back and saw Miranda on the floor picking up the pieces as she sobbed her heart out.
Andy knelt next to her and took the pieces out of her hand when she saw she cut herself. "Shh Miranda, come with me, please." The young woman spoke so softly that the editor, almost hypnotized, went with her as she led her to the kitchen.
She held her finger under the faucet at the sink and washed away the blood. The cut wasn't too bad. Andy found a towel and put it around Miranda's hand.
"I made a complete fool out of myself, Andrea," Miranda said looking anywhere but at Andy.
"You didn't Miranda, I thought it was really cute," Andy said smirking a little.
"I don't do cute Andrea." Miranda huffed.
"Can I ask you one thing? Were you jealous of Meryl?" Andy asked steeping a bit closer.
Miranda looked away. She bit her lip as a tear rolled down her cheek. Andy, feeling bold, stepped closer and placed her hand on Miranda's chin making her look up at her. "Yes." Miranda sobbed.
Andy drew her into an embrace, caressing her back. Miranda didn't hug her back she just let her arms hang down. Losing the towel around her hand she put her head on Andy's shoulder.
"I'm sorry for making you jealous. So, you said I'm yours. What does that mean?"
Miranda lifted her head and looked at her. "It means that..." Miranda pushed her back against the fridge and put her hand on Andy's waist. She looked at her with passion in her eyes. She slowly closed the distance. Andy put her hands around Miranda's neck. "May I kiss you Andrea?" She whispered against Andy's lips.
Andy just nodded and pulled her in all the way. They both moaned into the kiss. It was slow and they didn't deepen it, they just pecked each other.
Andy pushed her hands into Miranda's hair and angled her head a certain way so Miranda couldn't resist and opened her mouth.
Their tongues danced. Miranda pushed herself even further into Andy and shifted one of her legs between Andy's. They both moaned. Miranda could feel how hot Andy was. The kiss was becoming more passionate by the minute. Soon they were both panting and Miranda needed to break the kiss, in a desperate need for air.
"God, how can someone kiss so well?" Miranda asked while Andy lurched forward and kissed her neck. Miranda willingly angled her neck to give her more room and moaned again. "Oh, Lord..."
"I don't know if he's gonna help you..." Andy whispered between nibbles and kisses. Slowly she pulled back and they looked at each other. "I'm so happy Meryl pretended she liked me."
Miranda's eyes became dark and furious all of a sudden. "What do you mean she pretended?" Miranda pulled back.
"Well, she thought you liked me and she wanted to help us I guess?! Please, Miranda, don't be mad at us." Andy begged, trying to take Miranda's hand.
She pulled back right away. "I hate being played and if that's a game to you..." Miranda hissed.
"It's not Miranda, it never was. Meryl was a game but you are..."
"I am what Andrea? I'm your boss and I think you better go now." Miranda said while picking up the towel and looked at the cut on her finger.
Andy started to cry silently. She stared at Miranda unable to say anything. Miranda walked out of the kitchen. "That's all," Miranda stated icily as she left the room.
Miranda moved upstairs and Andy walked to the foyer. She looked up, calling Miranda's name but Miranda didn't turn around.
Andy stalked out of the door and slammed it shut.
Miranda stopped and looked down with tears in her eyes. Was that all a Game for Andy?
Andy ran out onto the street, not seeing the car that was coming from the left side. Seeing the oncoming lights, she stood there, unable to move, like a deer in headlights. The car hit her, unable to stop in time and the breaks screeched loudly. Andy rolled on to the hood and hit her head hard on the windshield. The last thing she saw was the look of horror on the driver's face and then everything went black.
The driver was yelling for help and got out her cell to call 911, she approached Andy. "Miss? Miss? Hey, can you wake up?" The woman tried to feel for her pulse and check her breathing while she talked to 911 operators, explaining what happened and where they were.
Miranda, in the meantime, was upstairs in her study and was wondering what all the commotion was about in front of her house. She was about to call the cops when she saw flashing lights and heard the siren. She got up and looked outside.
She was shocked at the picture of the accident. She gasped and saw the EMT taking care of a woman who had a head injury she was sitting up talking so she seemed pretty ok. The other victim was put in the ambulance. Just as they put her in Miranda recognized her.
"Oh, my God, Andrea..." Miranda whispered.
TBC
