“Hello,” I answer.
“Tash, what the hell is going on? Abbie and Cameron are having a screaming match and Joshua just told Ben off when he told him he couldn’t catch you. Where in the hell are you?’
I shake my head in anger. “Did you know that TC is bribing Joshua for millions of dollars?”
“What?” she stammers.
“She has video footage of her and Joshua having sex before we got together and Abbie the bitch knew and didn’t tell me.”
“What the hell?” she whispers. “That’s why she and Cam must be fighting. Cameron must have told her and she let the cat out of the bag.”
“What’s Joshua doing?” I ask.
“Looking super pissed off with his hands on his hips and talking to the guards.”
“Sorry to bail. I just can’t believe he didn’t tell me,” I sigh.
“You can’t blame the poor bastard. Look how you reacted.”
Regret hits my stomach and I blow out a breath. Why didn’t I stay and talk to him like an adult?
“I know,” I sigh. “I can’t come back, I’m too embarrassed. I feel like an idiot.”
“Do you want me to come home with you?” she asks
“No, you stay with the others and ring me tomorrow,” I sigh.
“Ok, chick, love you.” She hangs up.
The cab pulls up out the front of my apartment ten minutes later and Max is waiting out on the footpath. He opens the door for me and ushers me out.
“You know better than to run off like that,” he sighs.
“Get lost Max, don’t lecture me unless you want a black eye,” I snap as I storm toward my apartment.
He smirks as he pulls out his phone. “Hi Josh, I have her … no, she’s fine.” His eyes flick to me. “Do you want to speak to her?” He turns his back to me and I frown. “Ok.” He answers and he hangs up.
“Why didn’t you put me on the phone?” I ask.
“Um, he didn’t want to speak to you,” he answers nervously.
“What?” I snap as I narrow my eyes. Oh, that’s it, I storm toward my apartment with renewed vigour. He didn’t want to speak to me … well I didn’t want to speak to him, asshole. I get into my apartment and ring Bridget straight away.
“Hi,” she answers.
“Joshua just didn’t want to speak to me, when he’s the asshole,” I snap.
“Hmm,” she answers.
“He is the one keeping secrets and now I’m the one not being spoken to. He can kiss my ass!” I scream.
“Ok,” she murmurs.
“What does ok mean?” I scream.
“Ok, I think you are acting crazy. It was before he even was with you. You just lost your grandmother so of course he wanted to protect you.”
“But do you see my point?” I scream.