I wanted to make sure I got this chapter just right, so I spent about an hour on it, making sure it was perfect.
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Artist - Samantha Moore
Song - Replace You
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- Melissa X


8
'Replace You'

"How can you not believe me?" Barbie shook her head in disbelief. "She's clearly insane!"

Barbie recalled her airport bathroom incident to Cody in their hotel room; however he seemed reluctant to believe her.

"I was worried she was going to kick the door down and shove my head down the toilet. She's like the typical high school bully; she literally stood outside the cubicle door and told me to stay away from Ted."

"Why would she say that to you?" Cody looked at her apprehensively.

"I don't know! I've given her no reason to suspect me." Barbie continued. "She just threatened me out of the blue."

Cody shrugged at her.

"You still don't believe me, do you?" Barbie couldn't believe her boyfriend.

"I just don't get why she'd attack you out of the blue. I just feel like you must have done something to provoke her. Like all of that stuff about the wedding ring last month, I guess she was upset."

"Okay, you're my boyfriend; you're supposed to back me up on this kind of thing." Barbie exclaimed.

"Well, you and Ted do have a little bit of history..."

Try a lot.

"I've got to get out of here."

Frustrated, Barbie stood up and left the room.

- - -

She didn't know where to go. She was in London - a city she barely knew – and she was on her own.

After attempting to call Mickie and failing Barbie eventually found a small bar down an alleyway and decided to go inside.

It was smoky, and small and cramped. The minute Barbie stepped in the door, she couldn't help but cough.

"I'll have a beer." Barbie walked up to the barman, and propped her elbows against the bar. She was physically, and mentally exhausted.

"'Haven't seen you around 'ere love." A man with a thick Cockney accent said to her.

"Doesn't the American accent give that away?"

"Don't get many American girls in here, do we, Bill?" The barman called to his buddy on the other side of the bar, who heckled something back. "That'll be two pounds fifty love."

"This one's on me."

Barbie turned around to see Ted stood behind her, pushing a five pound note into the hand of the barman.

"Hey, B." He said.

"Ted, what're you doing here?" She asked, following him to the table he was sat at in the corner.

"If I'm gonna sit and drink beer in my hotel room, I thought I may as well go do it in a pub." Ted smiled. "But shouldn't I be asking what you're doing here? Shouldn't you be making London Love to Cody?"

"Ha ha, very funny." Barbie rolled her eyes. "Actually, we got into a fight."

"Oh, right. Was it bad?"

"I don't know. I stormed out and I've been wandering the streets of London for the past hour until I got thirsty and decided to come in here." Barbie allowed a laugh to escape her lips.

"Well, I appreciate the company." Ted held up his pint of beer which matched Barbie's. "I guess this is the appropriate moment for a toast."

"To London?" Barbie suggested.

"To London!"

- - -

"Eurgh, I'm so not ready to get up at like... 7am tomorrow for that autograph signing." Barbie sighed, as she and Ted walked back from the pub to their hotel.

Barbie and Ted had sat in the pub for a couple of hours, just talking like old friends. It had been nice to have someone to talk to.

"Me neither." Ted agreed. "I'm not much of an early morning guy."

"It's so cold out here." Barbie gave herself a hug as the cold night air pinched her.

"Why are you just wearing a t-shirt?" Ted laughed.

"I stormed out of an argument, Ted. My point wouldn't have been as good if I'd have grabbed my jacket and gloves!"

"Well, here." Ted took off his coat and wrapped it around Barbie. "Have my jacket."

"But now you'll be cold."

"I'm alright." Ted replied. "Hey, check that out."

Across the River Thomas, the London Eye was lit up against the backdrop of the black night sky.

"That's awesome."

"It's beautiful." Barbie commented, smiling across the Thames.

Barbie didn't even care that Ted had wrapped his arms around her waist, and his chin was resting on top of her head. She turned around and looked up at Ted, who laid a gentle kiss across her lips.

She didn't complain for a minute, she didn't care about anything else, all she cared about was being in that moment.

It just felt... right.

Then she snapped back to reality.

It was him.

She was her.

They were Barbie and Ted.

Two names that should never have been put together.

"Ted, we can't do this." Barbie pulled away.

"B..."

"I have to go."

All Barbie could do was walk away in the opposite direction, away from the mistake she'd just made.

- - -

Barbie had done something stupid. She'd cheated on Cody.

She'd cheated on Cody with his best friend.

How could she have been so irresponsible?

She'd already cheated on someone before, and now she was cheating on someone again with the same person?

Was she insane?

Barbie had been sat on a park bench for about fifteen minutes, gathering her thoughts, hoping to make something of the situation. When that didn't work, she decided to get some sleep.

Back to her boyfriend.

Walking into the hotel, Barbie's head was racing with thoughts, however for a moment, all that was taken away.

She looked over into the bar area and noticed something unexpected.

Cody and Mickie. Together, in the hotel bar.

They looked close. If Barbie didn't know them, she'd definitely have thought they were a couple.

Cody had an arm draped over Mickie's shoulder, and she was looking up into his eyes.

Something about this shook Barbie to her core.

Her best friend and her boyfriend.

It couldn't be.

It was.

As Barbie noticed the two of them stand up, she quickly hid behind the screen separating the bar and the reception area. She hid her face behind a pamphlet as she watched Cody, still with his arm around Mickie, lead her out of the bar and into the elevator.

Barbie put down the pamphlet and knew what she had to do.

- - -

She didn't even attempt to think about what she was doing.

Barbie simply began walking up the stairs to the first floor, and kept on walking until she arrived outside his room.

Without hesitation, she tapped on the door.

"Barbie?" Ted pulled open the door. "What are you...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Barbie had already pulled him in close to her, and kissed him like this would be her last.