Chapter 4 - Valium

Speaking to my so called husband in the following days cut through my soul, like a warm knife through butter. He came up with some more excuses, mostly old ones, but with a few new thrown in for good measure. I knew now my marriage was over. I no longer felt the love I once had. His deceit and lies had put pay to that.

How had I become immune to it? How did I not notice it in the way he spoke to me? By the tone of his cold voice?

My trust in men, apart from Trent. Was shattered, just like the fragments of my once warm heart.

Friday, as promised. Tasha rang me. I'd been very withdrawn since I'd seen Trent and it had now been confirmed. Trent called and said had seen the pictures. Greg was indeed pictured all over the blonde. Room service was my new best friend, along with the daily stocked mini bar. I lay on my side curled up on the sofa, hugging a cushion for some comfort.

"Hey Babes!" she said quite jovial, until she didn't get her usual reply. She knew something was wrong straight away. "Jen? What's happened?"

My silence only confirmed her worries even more.

"Jen! Talk to me Babes?"

I thought I'd shed all my tears up to this point, but I was inexplicably wrong. My voice squeaked, course from my devastation. "He's.." I couldn't say it; I couldn't even say the words. He'd stolen my voice as well as my soul.

"Jen? Who? Trent? Come on Babes, take a deep breath. I'm here now." But she wasn't here. She was in London, thousands of miles away from me.

I opened my mouth but still nothing came out but a sob.

"Jen! Fuck!" She was frantic. "Jen answer me Babes, you're scaring me. Who Jen? Greg? What's he done to you?"

Tears streamed down my face as another whimper escaped.

"Jennifer March! Answer me damn it!" She never called me that. I wiped my damp eyes and took a deep breath.

"Greg...he..." I managed two words that time.

"I fucking knew it! What did he do? Did he hurt you? Bastard!" I blew my nose for the umpteenth time that day; it was beginning to get sore now.

"No...He.." Damn it Jen! Get it out!

"Please Jen, you're scaring me. Shit! I wish I was there!" I summoned up all my remaining energy I had and said it. "He's...cheating on me Tash." I sounded like a small child, who'd broken their favourite toy.

"HE'S WHAT!" Somehow I thought she'd have guessed. But not even Tash had thought he was capable of stooping that low. Clearly we were both wrong. My lips trembled again and I broke.

"Oh Jen. Baby I'm so sorry! You wait till I get my hands on him! I'm gonna trample on him and rip his dick off with my bare hands! I swear! How did you find out?" I could hear her seething over the line.

"Trent found out and told me. A journalist got pictures. He's seen them, Greg was all over her." Now it was finally off my chest, I felt my composure slowly return.

"Have you spoken to him? Has he even tried to deny it?"

"I've spoke to him, but I couldn't let him know I knew. Trent wanted me to get proof first or he would have just denied it and stopped seeing her. He had to be caught in the act. He was. I can't face him Tasha, I can't."

"I don't fucking blame you! You don't have to say anything. He has just blown the best damn thing in his whole damn life. He doesn't deserve your breath." She was livid. I couldn't help but sob again, my world had come crashing down around me and I was powerless to stop it. Tasha tutted at his stupidity. "Look. I've got some annual leave due, I'm coming over there!"

I couldn't ask her to do that. It cost a fortune to fly here. Just for silly old me. "No, no! Don't! I'll be al..." My best friend wasn't that for nothing, she would be here come hell or high water, picking up the pieces my husband had shattered. "Bullshit!" She interrupted me "You are not going through this alone, not a chance! I'm gonna book a flight right now. I'll let you know when it's for, OK?"

"What am I gonna do Tash? He's my life?"

"No! He's not. Not any more Hunny. He's a scumbag! I know it doesn't seem like it right now, but everything is gonna be OK. I swear to God!" she promised.

"I can't..." My voice trailed off again. She gave me all the strength she could via the phone line. "Jen. Listen, listen to me. I'm coming out there OK? I'm gonna book a flight right now and I'm coming as soon as I can Babes?"

"OK." That's all I had left. I hung up, pulled my knees in tighter, buried my face into the cushion and I cried myself to sleep. Hoping my dreams would relieve some of the hurt.

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Tasha flew out that evening, I didn't know a lot in life, but I knew I picked a goodun when I met Tasha Barrett. She was my rock, my jam on my cream tea. She was my soul mate and now my whole life.

I sent my driver to go pick her up as her flight landed in those early hours. She crashed through my hotel door around 3am. I fell in a crumpled heap straight into her arms. "Shh, shh. It's all right, it's gonna be OK. I'm here now!" We both sank to the floor and she held me. She cried with me and held me and she swore she wouldn't leave till I'd sorted things out. That's all I needed now, my best friend was here.

Trent spoke to my director and managed to get him to grant me some leave from filming. The stories enviably starting circulating and the hounding started. I really didn't know if I had the strength to fight this, but now Tasha was with me. I knew I stood at least a chance.

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As I slept in another Valium induced coma, Tash took a call from Greg. He denied it of course. Tasha made her feelings known and told him in no certain terms he was fucked! He'd messed it up big time, and this time it was for good.

As I opened my eyes, Tasha was still sitting there, as she had promised before I fell asleep. "He called." She said shaking her head. "I told him where to go and to wait to hear from your lawyer." She rubbed my arm with a small smile in support.

"How am I gonna sort this mess Tash?" I rubbed my tired eyes still feeling the drug's effects.

"You don't have to Babes; Trent has it all under control. Just let he and your lawyers deal with him. That's what you pay them for?!" She was right, I knew she was. "Oh Tash. What would I do without you?"

I'd be a mess, that's what!

"I know. I'm a saint!" She held out her hands palm up. "Come on sleeping beauty, get dressed."

"Why?"

I didn't feel like getting dressed.

"No man is gonna spoil your life. We're going on that picnic!" She beamed. I tried my best to try to protest, but she had a great habit of changing my mind "Tash. I don't know...I..."

"I'm not taking no for an answer! Chop Chop!" She got up from my bed and patted my thigh. "We're going."

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When I was ready, I walked through to the lounge. She picked up the basket in one hand and grabbed mine with the other and we left, heading for the park. Security was tight and we made it out to the car fairly easily. There wasn't too many people waiting outside, guess they'd given up waiting.

"Wow!" Tasha said once we were inside the car. "What a rush! How do you ever get used to that?"

"Believe me; it gets a lot worse than that." I shook my head.

"Really? Don't you ever tire of it, they love you Jen!" She beamed like a proud parent at a school play.

"Never!" It was true. I would never tire of it. I loved them too.

As we sped along with the window down and the breeze blowing through our hair my phone rang.

It was Greg.

Tasha guessed straight away who it was by the look in my eyes and she snatched my phone from me. "She has nothing to say to you Greg!" She scowled between replies. "No! She's busy right now!" Huffing she narrowed her eyes even more. "Of course I'm here, someone has to be? It's not like you have been for the past seven years, is it?!" Listening again she'd finally had enough. "Fuck you Greg!" and she hung up.

Raising my eyebrows at my surprise for her defending me I said. "He will keep calling till I speak to him you know!"

She dropped my phone into her bag with a grin. "Then I'm stealing your phone! From now on, he goes through me!"

A/N: Thank you for all sticking with it. How about some reviews? Whatya think? Love hurts.

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