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smile looks more like a grimace, so I guess I have my answer. “It'll probably be good for her considering the whole Dex debacle.”
“What Dex debacle?” I haven't spoken to her in days. She's been busy reestablishing her career as Krystal Valentina. The last time we spoke he'd cancelled their night together because he was feeling under the weather and didn't want her to catch it. “What's going on?” And why does Wayne know and I don't?
“He was caught in Vegas with an unnamed blonde, three days ago.” Wayne smirks. Like somehow Dex's indiscretions let him off the hook for his. The smile has that smug I-told-you-so curve and he whispers, “I told you she was un-dateable.”
I slap his shoulder as I scold him. “That's an awful thing to say.” I grab my keys, my purse and my cell and I turn and walk out the door. Sheer determination gets me as far as the car park until I see our car. The very same one that I was attacked in. I stop. An awareness of everything creeps into my blood stream. I'm still being watched.
Screeching brakes catch my attention. I'm standing in the middle of the car park as a Bentley convertible, totally out of place in our district, spins off the street and straight towards me. Brakes screech again, the car comes to a sharp halt, and the driver blasts the horn at me.
The top is up so I can't see who's behind the wheel. My heart rate begins to gallop as the door opens. Time seems to move in slow motion as a super tall blonde with legs that go on forever climbs out of the car. She's wearing the smallest, tightest dress imaginable that leaves nothing for the imagination, and she shakes the waves of blonde curls from shielding her face and they bounce around her waist as she removes the set of dark designer shades from her heavily made up eyes. She smiles at me. “Hey, Julia! You going somewhere?”
“Ashleigh?” I know my jaw is hanging open but that can't be my best friend. She... she looks like... like Mimi.
“Oh no, darling, haven't you heard? I'm Katrina Valentina's funnier, sexier, bitchier twin sister Krystal.” She corrects me with a hint of that bitchier sarcasm the press have been all over since she took Katrina's place on the soap six weeks ago. “I've just been at a promo shoot for Sunset’shottest storyline, featuring yours truly of course, and I was passing. Thought maybe we could have a coffee and a chat?”
I can't get over it. The hair, the nails, the golden skin tone, the eyes! The sharp contrasts to the Ashleigh I know and love, who's hidden behind a veneer of plastic. What the hell happened to my best friend? “Coffee sounds like a great place to start.”
“Julia!” I turn around to see Wayne running out on to the asphalt in bare feet. He's wearing a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. His hair is still a little damp. “Precious, are you alright?” He pays no attention to Ashleigh and gathers me into his arms. “You nearly got yourself run over.”
Ashleigh burst out laughing. “Gee, Wayne, you gonna write me up for speeding?”
“Ash?” He chokes on his gasp and has to clear his throat. His eyes take a good long look, all the way down to the five inch heels, and back up. He looks at her in a way that summons my own green eyed monster and makes me want to hit him, until he says, “I thought the devil only took souls as currency but it looks like he took your IQ as well.” Ash hisses and splutters, and then narrows her eyes as she curses him to hell. But Wayne just laughs and says, “Well, I guess you didn't need the IQ after you steal someone else's life. How's your sister by the way?”
I actually don't know what happened between Ashleigh and Mimi and Ash won't explain it. I haven't really done much to get the truth from her to be honest. My head's been elsewhere for most of the last six weeks, but whenever she's visited and Wayne's been there, he pushes it. He thinks what she did to Mimi after Mimi was fired is horrible. He chooses to remind her every
“What Dex debacle?” I haven't spoken to her in days. She's been busy reestablishing her career as Krystal Valentina. The last time we spoke he'd cancelled their night together because he was feeling under the weather and didn't want her to catch it. “What's going on?” And why does Wayne know and I don't?
“He was caught in Vegas with an unnamed blonde, three days ago.” Wayne smirks. Like somehow Dex's indiscretions let him off the hook for his. The smile has that smug I-told-you-so curve and he whispers, “I told you she was un-dateable.”
I slap his shoulder as I scold him. “That's an awful thing to say.” I grab my keys, my purse and my cell and I turn and walk out the door. Sheer determination gets me as far as the car park until I see our car. The very same one that I was attacked in. I stop. An awareness of everything creeps into my blood stream. I'm still being watched.
Screeching brakes catch my attention. I'm standing in the middle of the car park as a Bentley convertible, totally out of place in our district, spins off the street and straight towards me. Brakes screech again, the car comes to a sharp halt, and the driver blasts the horn at me.
The top is up so I can't see who's behind the wheel. My heart rate begins to gallop as the door opens. Time seems to move in slow motion as a super tall blonde with legs that go on forever climbs out of the car. She's wearing the smallest, tightest dress imaginable that leaves nothing for the imagination, and she shakes the waves of blonde curls from shielding her face and they bounce around her waist as she removes the set of dark designer shades from her heavily made up eyes. She smiles at me. “Hey, Julia! You going somewhere?”
“Ashleigh?” I know my jaw is hanging open but that can't be my best friend. She... she looks like... like Mimi.
“Oh no, darling, haven't you heard? I'm Katrina Valentina's funnier, sexier, bitchier twin sister Krystal.” She corrects me with a hint of that bitchier sarcasm the press have been all over since she took Katrina's place on the soap six weeks ago. “I've just been at a promo shoot for Sunset’shottest storyline, featuring yours truly of course, and I was passing. Thought maybe we could have a coffee and a chat?”
I can't get over it. The hair, the nails, the golden skin tone, the eyes! The sharp contrasts to the Ashleigh I know and love, who's hidden behind a veneer of plastic. What the hell happened to my best friend? “Coffee sounds like a great place to start.”
“Julia!” I turn around to see Wayne running out on to the asphalt in bare feet. He's wearing a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. His hair is still a little damp. “Precious, are you alright?” He pays no attention to Ashleigh and gathers me into his arms. “You nearly got yourself run over.”
Ashleigh burst out laughing. “Gee, Wayne, you gonna write me up for speeding?”
“Ash?” He chokes on his gasp and has to clear his throat. His eyes take a good long look, all the way down to the five inch heels, and back up. He looks at her in a way that summons my own green eyed monster and makes me want to hit him, until he says, “I thought the devil only took souls as currency but it looks like he took your IQ as well.” Ash hisses and splutters, and then narrows her eyes as she curses him to hell. But Wayne just laughs and says, “Well, I guess you didn't need the IQ after you steal someone else's life. How's your sister by the way?”
I actually don't know what happened between Ashleigh and Mimi and Ash won't explain it. I haven't really done much to get the truth from her to be honest. My head's been elsewhere for most of the last six weeks, but whenever she's visited and Wayne's been there, he pushes it. He thinks what she did to Mimi after Mimi was fired is horrible. He chooses to remind her every
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