Bring me to life (The golden collection)

by Carr, Kam

  “It was Her!!” he yelled, he fell to my feet and began to cry. “I heard them talking in her office.”

  “Heard who talking?” I spat.

  “Maxwell and Mum” he sobbed.

  “What was Maxwell doing there?” Amy asked walking to my side. Blake looked up at us. We both had our arms folded and were glaring down at him. He didn't answer just looked back down at his hands.

  What did he hear?

  Why would Maxwell go to see Mrs Waterman?

  “BLAKE!!!” I screamed. “What were they talking about?”

  He looked back up at me and his face went white. It was something bad I could already feel it. He coughed and shifted slightly. Was this painful for him?

  “She paid him... She paid him to hire us and seduce you. Veronica isn't pregnant and I never slept with her. She drugged me in Ibiza and that's why I can't remember anything about it.”

  I felt like someone had punched all the air out of body. I wanted to run but my legs wouldn't move. Had I actually heard him right?

  “She paid him 2.5 million to break us up” he placed his head in his hands and began to cry again. “Anyway, I saw Maxwell go and I entered her office. She made out I had heard everything wrong. She began with her shit again and I just saw red. I picked up this statue thing and just....”

  Amy crouched down next to him and hugged him. I still couldn't move or talk. Everything I thought I knew had gone. Maxwell being paid by the witch?? It made me feel sick. Surely he wasn't that cold and heartless? Did he not love me? Was I just a 2.5 million price tag.

  I felt my eyes well up and I thought about all the time I had spent with Maxwell.

  Did he lie every time??

  I truly loved him without no doubt. Everything didn't make sense... He had the American contract so why did he need the money?

  Or maybe I didn't know nothing about him?

  My mind returned to the odd coldest he would show me! Okay, so maybe he was hot and then cold...

  But all the extra bits he did?

  The trip to Cannes, the hotel room, the necklace and most of all the screen saver... You wouldn't do that for someone you didn't love????

  You would for 2.5 million!! God that voice really did piss me off!!!

  I couldn't believe I was going to say this even after Blake's revelation... But at the end of the day I wanted Maxwell and I loved him too much to see him be punished for something he never did.

  “You need to go to the police!” I ordered. Blake looked up at me as if I had something out of line. After all he had hit his mother not Maxwell.

  Why should Maxwell suffer because of him?

  I felt bad again.

  The Blake I fell in love with wouldn't hurt a fly?

  Was this all my fault?

  Had I created this monster before me?

  Had I messed up his life?

  You never told him to hit his mother!!!

  No, everything had got out of hand and everything was looking like I was the problem. If Blake hadn't been with me then nothing like this would of happened. I was the problem here for everyone. I had to get away...

  “Amy, ring my Dad and tell him I'll go with him.” The words left my mouth before my head could register. She nodded and walked over to the phone.

  Blake grabbed hold of my legs. “Nooo!!” he screamed pushing his head into me. “You can't leave me Georgina! I did nothing wrong!”

  I fell to the floor in front of him and with shaky hands I cupped his face. I looked into those beautiful emerald eyes; That for two years can controlled my body and soul. His beautiful face was hurting and I felt bad. This is what I had done...

  “Please...” I began my own tears falling. “Go to the police and tell them what you did.”

  He rested his own hands on top of mine. “Have I lost you?”

  I swallowed hard it didn't help my mouth still felt dry. I bit down on my lip not because I wanted sex for the first time ever. I was biting my lip because the pain I was feeling now was killing me.

  I stroked his face with my finger and then traced his lip.

  For old times sake....

  I leant forward and our lips locked in a kiss. I would miss him and there was no doubt about that. All the memories we had shared together would stay with me for life. I pulled away and slowly wiped a tear from his cheek. He was still a very beautiful man and he would find someone else. Someone who would give him everything he needed. I just wasn't cut out to be that woman in spite of what he thought.

  I slowly rose to my feet and looked over at Amy. She had now got off the phone. I looked round the room and my heart felt heavy. This was it... Everything I had known was gone.

  “Your Dad will be here in twenty minutes to collect you.” She walked over to Blake and held out her hand. “Come on I will take you to the police station.” Blake gripped hold of her and stood up.

  “I do love you....” he said before walking away.

  “Call me as soon as you get there!” Amy ordered.

  “Amy!” I shouted. She turned to look at me. “Will you make sure Maxwell is okay?

  “Yes” and with that I was alone.......

  * * *

  Sign here Mr Thomas.

  I snatched the pen off him and squiggled on the piece of paper. All fucking night I had spent in that piss stinking cell. Only be told an hour ago they knew it wasn't me.

  Knob heads!!!

  I was dying for a cigarette and not to mention fresh air.

  “Your going to be hearing from my solicitor!” I grunted reaching out and retrieving my belongings.

  The policemen gave a little smile and shook his head. “We were only doing our job!”

  “Can you arrest me for swearing?”

  He narrowed his eyes and stood straight showing his authorization. “Mr Thomas... After the night you have had I wouldn't blame you.”

  “Good!” I nodded. “PRICK!!” I screamed at him. “Have a nice day” I smiled and made my way outside. I took a lung full of the fresh air.

  What a fucking embarrassment!!

  I took a cigarette out of the packet and placed it between my lips. I quickly lit in and inhaled my nicotine fix. I began to make my way up St Aldates.

  “MAXWELL!!!” a voice screamed. I looked behind me and that Amy woman was running towards me. What was she doing here? Where was Georgina? Surely by now she would of known I had nothing to do with the assault.

  “What are you doing here?” I exhaled the smoke and she tried to catch her breath. “Where's Georgina??”

  “Spain!” She replied. “She has gone to stay with her Dad.”

  “What?” I spat... Why had she gone to Spain? Did actually believe I had assaulted that woman? I closed my eyes and felt my fist clench. Once again when things got a little rough she did a runner. I thought I had made her promise never to that again!

  “Georgina knows everything. Blake told her about the 2.5 million you were paid to seduce her” Amy raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. She looked pissed and so was I. “Blake heard you talking to his mother! He was the one who hit Mrs Waterman. You should be ashamed with yourself. She loves you and you treated her badly.”

  “I gave the money back!” I yelled.

  “Oh well... That makes everything okay” she laughed sarcastically. “Come... I said to Georgina I would make sure your okay.” She rolled her eyes. “Don't have a clue why she cares... I would of left you rotting!”

  I narrowed my eyes. I didn't want to go with her... I threw the cigarette butt on to the floor and I had that feeling again. Same feeling I always had when I need Georgina.

  No!

  I couldn't stay here knowing she was there thinking I was cold and I didn't love her. I ran my hands down my face. I had to be with her. I had to bring her back here and she had to be with me no matter what.

  “Where in Spain?” Amy shrugged her shoulders. I grabbed hold of her and looked her directly in the eye. “Amy... This is not a game... I need to see her and apologize. I
can't live without her Amy!!” My voice was desperate. Just like I was desperate to be close to the woman I loved.

  Amy's mouth opened wide. “Oh my god... You really do love her?”

  “More than words can explain... Will you help me? Please..” I begged.

  Her eyes came to life and a little smile played on her lips. “Just call me fucking cupid!!”

  * * *

  “Ha-ha!!!” My Dad laughed. “Richie Rich is in the paper!!!” I rolled my eyes and pushed the plate of toast away from me. It had been two days and not a word from anyone. I did ring Amy and she insured me that Maxwell was safe and sound.

  Why hadn't he called?

  I placed my head on the table. Caitlyn was being nice but my Dad was a nightmare. Kept telling me exactly what he thought about Blake putting him down at every chance.

  “He smashed his mum over the head with some sort of Buddha statue!!!” I looked up and he was still reading the paper. “She's in a coma and fighting for her life. Must of been a big Buddha!” He looked up at me. “Lucky escape.. Huh? Told you I should of called a hit man!” He took a bite of his toast. “If I ever meet that other bloke … You know the one who stopped your wedding... I would hug him and I'm not even gay!”

  “OH MY GOD!!” I screamed. “Will you shut up!!!!” I couldn't bare to listen to him any more. My life had fallen apart and all he cared about was not being gay! I knew it was a bad idea to come here. At the end of the day I had nowhere else to go and it was lush just to sit in the sun.

  “Mr Dawson” Maria, the house keeper walked into the kitchen. She couldn't of been much older than me. She had thick dark brown hair and big brown eyes. I liked her full on Spanish accent. Even though she had to keep repeating everything to me.

  Spanish people talk fast!!!

  “Yes Maria” Dad said his tone had changed from sarcastic to pleasant. I wanted to laugh. My Dad being nice was a joke on its own.

  “You have a visitor. Shell I let them in?”

  “George!” He eyes darted at me and picked up his paper again. “It will be for you.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “Why would it be for me? I don't know anyone here!”

  “It's me!” I heard someone laugh. All our eyes slowly turned to the doorway and I couldn't believe my eyes.

  My sister was here... She looked beautiful. She was taller than me but we were the spitting image of each other. I jumped up from my seat, ran over and hugged her hard. I wanted to cry.. I hadn't seen her in such a long time. The one person I needed most was here. I pulled away and placed a hand on her tiny baby lump.

  “Where's Gandhi?” Dad scowled.

  Dee's eyes looked down at me and her smile disappeared. “We have split up!” I grabbed hold of her hand and squeezed it tightly.

  “Maria, my daughters are like buses. You wait weeks for one to call and then two show up at once!” Dad huffed and went back to his paper.

  “Why don't we go and sit by the pool and catch up” I said to Dee. She gave a big smile. Thank god I had someone decent to talk to. Maybe coming to Spain wasn't that bad after all.

  “Wow!” Dee looked shocked. We were sat on the edge of the pool dipping our feet into the cool water. The sun was beaming down on us and the sky was a bright blue. I had just explained the whole situation to her.

  “And this Maxwell bloke hasn't called you?” I shook my head. “What a prick!”

  I shrugged. “Enough about me... What happened between you and Carl?”

  Dee took a deep breath and I could see the agony in her eyes.

  What a pair we were...

  “I got board of all the constant save the world shit.” She placed her hand over her little lump. “Since being pregnant I just want to settle down and make a home. He likes to travel and I don't want to. We kept fighting and I just decided to get away.”

  “Do you think it will pass and you can be a family?”

  Dee slowly shook her head. “No I got married too young and we have grown apart.” She gave a little sniff. “Anyway, I have better things to think about. I'm going to be a mum” she said with pride.

  “Men!” I huffed. I looked down at the water and began to think about Maxwell. I missed him too much. In spite of everything he had done... I still wanted him like mad. I missed everything about him. His touch, smell, taste and most of all his delicious sexy mouth. I could feel my heart pounding and breathing escalating. He wasn't even here and just the thought of him made my body overreact.

  “Why don't you call him?”

  I looked at her stunned.

  How did she know I was thinking about him?

  I shrugged.

  Why hadn't I phoned him?

  Was I scared?

  What if he rejected me?

  What if he didn't actually love me and it was all about the money?

  * * *

  I got out of the taxi and looked at the villa in front of me. The thought that she was just inside excited me. It had taken me too long to get here. Every time I tried to get away something would pop up. I did think about calling her but I was too scared of her reaction. This was the best way just to show up. She couldn't deny not seeing me; That wasn't a choice I was going to give her.

  I picked my bag off the floor and walked up to the front door. It was a beautiful house looked very Spanish. I walked up the steps and placed my bag down.

  My stomach began to churn. This was the most nerve-racking experience I had ever had. I laughed. I ran my own company. How many times had I spoken in front of people? I took a deep breath and ran the door bell.

  The door slowly opened and I let out a dis-hearted sigh. I was hoping Georgina would answer but I had got her Dad instead.

  A little smile came to his face. “Hey! We were talking about you!”

  I narrowed my eyes... Was that a good thing or a bad thing. I gave a nervous cough. “Can I see Georgina please?”

  His face turned cold and he glared at me. “I know what you did....” He raised an eyebrow and his voice sounded stern. “But....” Out of the blue he hugged me and I froze. That was unexpected.

  He pulled away and slapped me on the shoulder. “Come! She's by the pool. You can wait in her room. That why you can have some privacy.” He turned and stepped back inside. I grabbed my bag and began to follow him in.

  Without warning he spun round back at me and pointed his finger in my face. “This is a warning... Hurt her again and I will hunt you down.” A little smirk came to his lips. “I do own a gun!”

  I took his warning seriously... He was a scary man!!!!

  I was sat on her bed just staring at the door. I didn't know how long I had been sat here? Maybe she had done another runner? Or maybe she hated me that much the thought of seeing me was too daunting.

  I ran my hands through my hair and let out a agonizing sigh. I began to tap my foot in frustration. I was dying to see her even if it was just for a second. There was so much I had to tell her. I didn't want to leave with out her.

  I looked at the door handle and I could see it move slowly. My heart began to race and I stood up. In seconds she was stood before me. She looked beautiful in a summer cotton dress. Her blond hair pulled back in a ponytail. I had forgotten how beautiful she was.

  Her perfect lips parted a little and she just stared at me with her big blue eyes. She stepped towards me. “Your here?” she hushed. Her eyes went dreamy and she reached out to touch my face.

  “Do you want me here?” I asked leaning into her touch.

  God, I had missed those soft hands.

  “Yes” she gave a breath taking smile and I pulled her into me. I placed my nose in her hair and took in her intoxicating scent. She rested her head against my chest. “I know what you did..” She began. “But I just kept hoping that after everything you still wanted and loved me.”

  I pulled away and gently lifted her chin up with my finger tip. “Let me confess...” She gave a little nod. “Mrs Waterman did offer me money to hire you...” I looked away this was going to be d
ifficult. “I accepted her offer after the interview... I was worried I would never see you again and plus I did change the terms of the deal. At the time my business was going under and I was a very very desperate man. I was foolish... I really am sorry.” I took a deep breath and looked down at her. She was taking it all in. All her attention focused on me. “I think I loved you from the first time I saw you waiting on that sofa.”

  She raised an eyebrow and blushed a little. “You think?”

  I rolled my eyes. She was a very p resistant little thing. “Busted!” I laughed. “I knew!”

  “Where is this money now?”

  “I gave it back. That's why I went to see her.” I grabbed hold of her pulling her into me. “Will you forgive, Miss Dawson?”

  “I don't know” she shrugged her shoulders and her warm hand swept round to the back of my neck. “I think you should give me a reason...” My head lowered and our lips met. I kissed with such passionate and such force my lips began to go numb. Immediately like any other time when I was next to this woman I felt my blood rush down below.

  She pulled away biting down on her lip. “Your lucky my room has a lock.......” She walked over to the door and turned the key. She spun round her eyes were full of burning desire. She slowly pulled down each strap of her dress and allowed it to float down to the floor. Gracefully she removed her thong.

  I took in a sharp breath; Her body was mesmerizing. I couldn't get enough of her... I had gone days without my fix. She began to walk towards me and my heart was in my mouth. Once close I pulled her over and pushed her on to the bed.

  I undid my trousers and allowed them to fall down to my ankles. This didn't seem the romantic gesture I had planned. She was naked and my body couldn't control that deep throbbing urge any more.

  I climbed on top of her and gazed down at her beautiful face. My fingers traced along her cheek and my lips placed on to hers.

  I felt her hands grabbed hold of my arse and I knew exactly what she wanted. She did her fix. I sank my solid manhood inside her and she gave a little groan. Her fingertips began to move up and down my back. While I massaged her sweet spot. Her legs wrapped round my waist and I took that as my cue to start slamming into her.