This is a longer chapter, so I'm quite proud of myself, at the moment, it has 1,816 words, and I'm feeling pretty amazing!
But seriously people, over 250 views, and only 22 REviews? That doesn't make a lot of sense...I'm still pondering that...
Anyhoo, enjoy the longest chapter I've written for FF. :D
Amy was having the worst time of her life. Jake and Ian were stalking her, and fighting over her. Talk about awkward.
"You are the lowest of the low! The filthiest of the filthy...um, the the..." Ian's word's interrupted Amy's train of thought.
"Excuse me?" Jake said. "But you're just a rich spoiled, rotten brat who tries to get away with everything."
"I am not spoiled rotten!" Ian said, furiously.
Amy sighed. It was going to a LONG night.
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Nellie stared blankly at her phone. Did she really want to do this? Finally, she decided. "Yes." She said, and typed a reply.
Just then, Amy burst in the door followed by, Ian and Jake. Do those two have nothing better to do? Nellie wondered.
"Hi Nellie. I'm back. What's for dinner-" Amy stared in horror at her au pair's tear stained face. "Nellie, what happened?"
"Jonah happened." Nellie growled.
"He broke up with you, didn't he?" Amy asked, anger clearly evident on her soft features.
"No, I broke up with him." Nellie replied haughtily. She defiantly stuck her chin up in the air, willing her lips not to tremble.
"Why?" Amy said, softly.
"He was kissing another girl." Nellie said. She had intended for it to come out sounding tough, but her voice trembled and tears filled her eyes.
Amy stared in shock. Then she wheeled, digging her phone out of her pocket. She dialed a number. "Hello. This is Amy. Care to explain why you hurt MY au pair?"
"Yes. She told me...No...Yes you should apologize. Yes, she's crying. Duh." Just then an enraged Nellie snatched the phone from Amy.
"No, Jonah. Don't listen to her. I am not crying. In fact, I just got asked out by some hot, sweet, guy named Fredrick."
"Fredrick?" Amy said, trying not to laugh. "Hey, that was one of Dan's false identities!" She laughed. "Fredrick Wimple!"
"Goodbye." Nellie growled the last word. Then she deleted Jonah's contact information from off Amy's phone. "I would appreciate it if you don't call my ex." She said, setting the phone back on the table.
"Uh, Nellie, since when do you lose your temper?" An astonished Amy asked. She looked over at Ian and Jake, who practically had to pick their jaws up off the floor when they saw her looking at them.
Amy found herself momentarily drawn to Jake's perfectly chiseled jaw. Ian's jaw was just as chiseled, but since his skin was a tad darker, it wasn't quite as noticeable. Amy loved Ian's tanned skin and Jake's perfect jawline. It wasn't going to be easy to make The Decision.
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Jonah broke up with Nellie? Ian stared in horror at the distraught au pair. She looked awful. Her hair was all, what did girls call it, sticky uppy? Ian wasn't quite sure, but it didn't look good. It stuck out all over the place, giving her the look of some drowned rat.
Her makeup was totally ruined, and mascara ran down her cheeks like graffiti on a new wall.
He shuddered. Poor Nellie. Then he glanced at Amy, the love of his life. She, on the other hand, was stunning. Her auburn hair glistened in the light that was streaming in from the open window. Her soft, pink kissable-wait? Kissable? Ian sighed. You're truly hooked. Hooked on her, Ian. Get over it. She'll probably pick Jake.
He glanced back over at Amy. Her shirt hugged her small frame in all the right places, as did her skinny jeans. She was wearing, what did American's call it again, oh yes, KEEDS or something like that. Amy was forever reminding him of what they were, and he was forever forgetting.
Ian looked at Jake. Jake probably remembered the brand of Amy's shoes. He didn't want to ask him though, because Jake would probably tell Amy.
One glance at Jake, and Ian knew he didn't have a chance. Jake was two years older, than Amy and almost a foot taller. Ian was the same age as Amy and not that much taller. Jake had his dark good looks, and Ian had his-his...he wasn't quite sure if he was good-looking or not. People told him he was all the time, but if Amy didn't think so, then it didn't count.
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Nellie watched Jake and Ian fighting over Amy. Amy was so pretty, with her hair shining in the light, and a slight blush on her cheeks. Nellie couldn't help but feel jealous.
Stop it Nellie. Don't feel jealous of your charge. That's stupid. Nellie stared blankly at the window, at the sun shining, and the gentle breeze ruffling the grass like a mother ruffling her child's hair.
It was to perfect a day to have just broken up with Jonah, who happened to be the best guy she'd ever dated. He really cared. She could sense, when she was talking to him, that he was really listening, not just thinking up some great comeback.
"Please." She whispered. Tears spilling out of her hazel eyes and sliding down her cheeks. "Please."
"What?" Amy said. "What'd you say?"
"I believe," Ian said, smugly, glad to have a chance to shine before Amy,"She said, 'Please.' "
"Please what?" Amy asked.
"Please leave." Nellie said. She needed to alone right now. Grief tore at her, threatening to pull her down. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
"Ok." Amy said, nodding. She turned to go. "Nellie?" She said, wheeling around causing her long red hair to fly out. "If you need anything, just call me."
"Right. Thanks kiddo." Nellie said. As soon as Amy and her harem left, she collapsed back onto the chaise lounge, and cried her heart out.
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Jonah felt awful. He tried, and tried, and tried to call Nellie. She didn't answer. She probably blocked me. He realized. Then he tried Amy's phone, which also didn't work.
"I gotta talk to her." He said, pacing. "I shouldn't have kissed Janessa back." He groaned. That had turned out to be the worst mistake of his life. To make things worse, after he had sent Janessa away, she'd gone and bragged to the paparazzi that she'd kissed Jonah, and that they were dating again.
Marvelous. Just what I need, to be mobbed by obnoxious fans demanding why I left Nellie for an ex.
Jonah turned around, looking at himself in the mirror. "Maybe Ian can help me. He was the one that got us started anyways, kinda."
Ian had been the one that arranged for the impromptu trip to New York. If it hadn't been for him, they never would have gotton together.
He picked up his phone, and dialed Ian's number. After a few minutes of waiting, he heard Ian pick up.
"Hello, Jonah. You should be ashamed of yourself."
"I know." Jonah lamented. He felt like crap.
"At least you know," It was Amy speaking now. "Most guys blame the girls."
"Well, this wasn't my fault entirely...Janessa had a part in it too."
"Curse bloody Janessa, but you didn't have to kiss her back." Ian had taken the phone. "Look, just a minute...Amy, I'm going out to take to Jonah."
Jonah heard Amy say something and then Ian's footsteps walking away. "I'll call you back, I need to make some tea."
Jonah heard Ian click the phone shut. "Bloody British Boy and his tea." Jonah shook his head.
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Nellie heard someone knocking on the door to the living room. "I told you guys to stay away!"
"Too bad babysitter." It was Ian. "You need to sit up and face the facts."
"What facts?" Nellie screamed. "That the best boyfriend I ever had left me? For some whore?"
"Yes." Ian said, harshly. "Listen to this." He pulled out his phone from his khaki pocket. "Now just shut up. If you say one word, I will personally see to your death." He reached back into his pocket and pulled out a small hand-gun.
Nellie nodded. Her pink, blue, green, black and blonde hair flew. "Got it."
Ian glared at her. Shut up! He mouthed. He punched a few buttons on his smart phone, dialed a number, and put the phone on speaker.
"Dude, what took you so long to make your tea?" Jonah's voice blared over the speakers.
Nellie's mouth fell open. Her eyes widened and she glared at Ian.
"Sorry." Ian said, "But I didn't make tea. Americans don't know what proper tea is anyway. So...are you sorry that you kissed that girl?"
"Yes." Jonah mourned. His voice cracked. "I'd do anything to go back in time and fix it."
Nellie's eyes widened again. Jonah blubbered on and on about how he'd do anything to get her back, but all she could here was Jonah's voice saying, I'd do anything to go back in time and fix it. I'd do anything to go back in time and fix it. I'd do...
"Man, I feel so bad for the girl. The other flung herself at me, but Amy was right, I didn't have to kiss her back."
Suddenly Nellie couldn't help it anymore. She heard Ian droning on and on and she snatched the phone away from him. "Jonah, did you mean it when you said, 'I'd do anything to go back in time and fix it? ' "
"Nellie!" Jonah's voice cracked again. "How long have you been here?"
"Uh, the entire time. Ian threatened me and told me not to talk...but I couldn't not talk any longer. I just had to tell you I'm sorry. I made a hasty decision."
"Yeah, you did." Jonah said, "But I was stupid too."
Ian coughed. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to be leaving you too to your make out...uh, excuse me, I mean make up...sorry my bad."
The idea for Ian to make Nellie listen in came to me when I was writing this. If you couldn't tell, I don't have this planned out...I never plan my stories, which is probably not good. LOL.
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