Max walked to his apartment door while fishing for his key. He heard loud music coming from the apartment., He opened the door to see Roxanne cleaning, while singing along to Hey Stephen by Taylor Swift, replacing :"Stephen" with "Maxie".
"...The way you talk, the way you walk, the way you say my name
It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change
Hey, Maxie, why are people always leavin'
I think you and I should stay the same.
'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel
Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so
Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you
Can't help if there's no one else
Mmm I can't help myself..."
Roxanne stopped cleaning and singing when she noticed Max staring at her, smiling with amusement. She blushed. "How long have you been here?" She asked, sheepishly.
"Long enough." Max smiled and walked over to his fiancee and kissed her. "I'm so flattered!"
They both laughed. "No problem. I'm done cleaning, so I'll just hop into the shower."
"Ooh, can I watch?" Max asked eagerly.
Roxanne just laughed and shook her head."If you want..." She walked off.
Max chuckled and started to follow, when the doorbell rang. Max sighed and went to answer it. He gaped in shock.
Mona smiled politely. "Hey, Max."
"Mona?" Max looked back to make sure Roxanne didn't see. "What are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?" Mona asked.
"Uh...sure..." Max opened the door wider and stepped aside to let her in. He had a feeling of deja vu.
Mona sighed and faced Max. "Guess who sowed up at my diner the other day/."
"...I...suck at guessing games..." Max said.
"Bradley." Mona said simply.
Max paled. "L-look...whatever he told you, he's lying!"
"So, you're not engaged?" Mona raised an eyebrow.
"Huh? Oh..." Max sighed in relief. "Yeah, actually, I'm engaged."
"To Bradley's ex-wife?"
"Yeah..." Max said slowly. "What is your point?"
"Did you tell Bradley about my miscarriage?" Mona asked.
"What?" Max asked, shocked. "Why would I tell him about that?"
"He told me you told anyone who would listen." Mona replied, trying not to raise her voice. "Is this true?"
"No! God, no." Max insisted. "I don't know how the hell Bradley found out, but I didn't tell him!"
"Does anyone else know?"
Max sighed again. "Yes. Bradley blackmailed me into breaking up with Roxanne, so I had to tell everyone!"
"Roxanne? Your fiancee?" Asked Mona.
"Yes."
Mona bowed her head. She knew Bradley was playing her. She had enough drama in her life, and she did not want to be dragged into more drama. She shook her head and looked up. "I just came to tell you that Bradley is plotting revenge against you for marrying Roxanne. He asked for my help."
"And what did you say?" Max asked, his left eye twitching dangerously.
"That I'd think about it."
Max exhaled sharply. He wasn't surprised. Now...what to do...?
"So, what do you think about it?" Max asked.
"I think he's overreacting, and he really wants you and Roxanne to suffer." Mona admitted. She folded her arms. "He doesn't pass me off as a guy I want to piss off."
"You did the right thing coming to me." Max put a hand on Mona's shoulder. "What do you think? About me marrying my ex-girlfriend?"
Mona shrugged. "Max, I just want you to be happy.. I...I'll admit, I was upset. But when you're in love with someone, there's really nothing you can do about it."
Max smiled. "Thanks." His idea wheels started to turn...Bradley was plotting to stop his and Roxanne's wedding. He'll need to know exactly what he's planning... "Hey, Mona?"
"Yeah?"
"How would you like to be my mole?" He asked.
"Your what?"
"Ok, just hear me out: I cannot let Bradley ruin my or Roxanne's lives. In order to stop him, I'll need to know what the hell he's up to at all times." He explained. "With your help, I'll be abler to bring him down hard! What do you say?"
Mona bit her lower lip in hesitation. "I don't know. Wouldn't it just be easier to file a restraining order against him?"
Max just stared at Mona. "Mona...let me tell you something about Bradley...he is willing to step over his friends' dead bodies to get what he wants. I've already told you about the X-Games. You know what he's capable of." Mona still didn't say anything. Max sighed and put his hands up. "All right. Fine. Let all the Bradley Uppercrust the Thirds of the world get away with everything. Ruining peoples' lives and shit. Let's just sit and do nothing while evil takes control." He turned his back on Mona. "It's your choice."
Mona threw her head back and groaned quietly in anxiety. She knew she would regret this, but...what if she didn't help and something happens to Max and/or his fiancee? She'd never forgive herself.
"All right." Mona said smiling. "I'll help."
"Great!" Max sighed in relief.
"On one condition."{ Mona held up her index finger. "I don't get involved. I'll tell you what he's planning, and you can tell me what to do about it, but I'm just a messenger, nothing more."
"Messenger, nothing more." Max repeated. He extended his hand. "Deal."
Mona shook Max's hand. "I really am happy for you, Max. When's the big day?"
"June 18th." Max smiled. "Send you an invitation?"
"You better!" Mona laughed.
"I will. Same address?" Max asked. Mona nodded.
Mona paused for a few minutes. "Are you gonna tell Roxanne:? About the whole...double-agent thing?"
Max sighed. "She doesn't have to know..."
"Of course she does! She's your fiancee!" Mona exclaimed. "She has a right to know that her ex-husband is plotting to take both of you six feet underground."
"I..." Max grabbed his hair and groaned. "I just...I just don't want to worry her more. She already has enough on her plate making wedding preparations, and school..."
"Ok...I see your point." Mona replied. "But, you'll have to tell her eventually."
"I know." Max admitted. "I'll tell her when the time is right.""Tell me what when the time is right?"
Max jumped slightly at the sound of Roxanne's voice. He put his hands to his face. "Oh, no."
Roxanne looked from Max tro Mona. Suspicion overcame her. "You must be Mona."
"That's right." Mona smiled politely. "I gather you're Roxanne?"
"Yeah." Roxanne replied.
Max sighed and gave in. "All right. Might as well tell you everything." He said to Roxanne. He explained how Mona ran into Bradley at her diner, and how Mona agreed to be his mole.
Roxanne blinked in surprise. "...And...you thought this through?"
"Pretty much."
"Okay, what are you gonna do if the plan backfires? Or if it fails?" Roxanne asked.
Max stopped smiling. "Shit."
"You don't have a backup plan?"Roxanne raised an eyebrow.,
"N...no..." Max was feeling more sheepish. "But I will think of one, and let you know. Don't worry, ladies, there wasn't a single plan of mine that went wrong! Ask PJ!" He folded his arms, smiled, and closed his eyes. After a minute, he opened his eyes with realization. "...On second thought, don't ask PJ..."
XXX
Mona knocked on a dark wooden door. Am few minutes later, Bradley answered, smiling.
"Mona." He greeted politely.
"I thought about what you said." Mona said. "You're right. It's time to bring those two down fast and hard."
Bradley grinned evilly. "Excellent." He chuckled.
Mona tried her best to show her evil smirk. 'Hope he doesn't see right through me...'
Whoever guesses where that last line is from, gets 1000000 internets!