Stanton Box Set
He sits deathly still as his head stays buried in my chest and the pain I feel coming from him is so strong.
I don’t know what to say. What could I possibly say to make this situation better?
For forty minutes we sit on the cold cement floor.
Finally he speaks. “Can we run away?” He smiles sadly.
I smile through my tears. “We can. Where do you want to go, my Lamborghini?”
He shakes his head as he stands and pulls me up by the hand. “Anywhere but here.” He sighs.
Chapter 10
Adrian
I sit still as I watch Joshua. He’s standing at the end of my desk going through the pile of mail in my in-tray.
“I’m finishing early and going away for a couple of days,” he remarks casually as he flicks through the letters.
“Where you going?” I ask.
“Willowvale.” He throws the letters onto my desk and they land with a thud.
“Why are you going on a Tuesday afternoon?” I frown.
“I have to see an estate agent. Apparently bitch face is trying to buy a property adjacent to Willowvale.” He pinches the bridge of his nose and inhales deeply.
I screw up my face. “Who? Amelie?”
He nods and walks over to the window with his hands in his suit pant pockets and stares out at the view.
I blow out a deep breath. “Fuck man, what next? Does Natasha know?”
He shakes his head.
I lean back in my chair as I think. “Why don’t you let me handle the real estate. You have enough shit on your plate at the moment.”
His eyes stare straight ahead deep in thought.
I run my hands through my hair. “I don’t think now is a good time for you to leave town.”
“Why?” he asks.
“I think you should sort this stuff out with your mother.”
“What’s the point?” he replies in a monotone. “It’s not going to change anything… my whole life has been a lie.”
“Joshua, stop it, you’re being melodramatic,” I snap. “Do you have any idea what I would give to have my mother back here on Earth?”
He turns and his eyes meet mine.
“Don’t take her for granted, Joshua. You will regret it one day.” I sigh.
“Cut her funds,” he says flatly.
“Payments?“ I widen my eyes in shock. “Joshua, it’s a couple of million dollars a year. This will seriously hamper her lifestyle.”
“I don’t give a fuck. Actually I want her bank accounts traced. Let’s see how she spends my money.”