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So Lovely(PART12) by Candice

I woke up to the endless pounding on my bedroom door. "Candice! It's time to go. 
We're running late for rehearsal!" Hilary kept shouting like a madman. I stood up and 
dragged my feet to the bathroom to splash my face with some water. After this, I 
headed to my closet to change into my usual outfit for work. She was still knocking 
on the door. "Alright. I'm coming!" I shouted back. I totally forgot that Hilary also 
had keys to my apartment and so did I with hers.

I opened the bedroom door as I put lip balm and tied my hair. She was crossing her 
arms and giving me "THE LOOK". I gave her a big smile and greeted her a good 
morning. "I'm really having trouble figuring you out lately and it's bothering me." 
She said as she handed me my coat. "Thanks." I replied. We headed downstairs 
silently and it felt like she was going to ask more questions about what has been 
happening to me lately. "Nothing really." I kept on answering this until she actually 
just got pissed at me. "Why aren't you trusting me with all that's happening to you 
anymore? I know you know what I mean." She stood in my way. "Nothing okay?" I 
answered. I kept on walking not minding her until the rest of the day was finally 
finished. The rehearsals went well and Hilary was giving me the cold shoulder. "Why 
are you doing this?" I said as we made our way out of the theater. "Doing what?" She 
wasn't looking at me. She was obviously pretending that she was texting someone. 
This was the usual thing she did whenever she got pissed or mad. "Getting mad at 
me. Look, I have nothing to tell you and you're supposed to be respecting that. 
You're my friend. Please understand." I explained. She didn't mind me. Instead she 
went on with the other girls and left me by the backstage entrance of the theater. I 
was offended. I didn't bother following her, instead I sat on the stairs by the 
backstage door to think of ways I could explain to her and reassure her that nothing 
was going on even if there really was something.

It was already almost 10pm and I was still there sitting. She didn't seem to care 
anymore since she wasn't ringing me or sending me messages. I shrugged the 
guilty feeling off and decided to go home to rest. As I stood up, I noticed a group of 
men seeming to watch me from afar. I was getting a bit suspicious and a bit 
nervous. I walked slowly then gradually walked a bit faster. They were laughing and 
they were following me. The streets were empty and quiet and the worse part was, I 
had to pass by a dark alley to get to the front of the theater and onto the main road. 
I was walking very fast now and I heard them calling me from afar. "hey you! You 
work at the theater right? Care to entertain us tonight!". I removed my shoes and my 
coat and placed it inside my bag to be able to run. I was running now and it seemed 
like the alley was never ending. I hated it. Finally, I was already able to get on the 
main road and they seemed to have mellowed down. They turned their backs and 
walked away. I let out a deep sigh as I looked at them. They were quite far and it 
was such a relief to know that they seem to have had change of plans. As I turned, I 
was I bumped into someone who hugged me tight. I was about to scream until he 
put his hand under my chin and guided my lips to his. It was Michael. I felt so 
happy. I embraced him and for a minute I didn't want to let go.

"How'd you find me?" I asked. We were already inside his car. He was asking me to 
sleep in his house that night. "But I don't have extra clothes with me." I was 
reasoning out. I didn't want to end up borrowing his clothes again. "That's why we're 
passing by your apartment first before going to my house. You can get your things 
there." He explained. I smiled at him and he smiled back.  As his car pulled over the 
street of my apartment, I was already wondering how long I was going to stay at his 
place. Was I going to pack up a lot of clothes or just clothes for the night? I was 
about to ask but then the door of the car was already open and he went out, taking 
me by the hand. "It's okay, you can wait here." I said as I dug for my keys inside my 
bag. "No. I want to come with you." He replied. He held my hand and our fingers 
intertwined. It felt good.

Upon arriving upstairs, I was surprised to see that my door wasn't locked. SHIT! 
Hilary was inside and she was watching TV! OH FUCK- I thought. Michael was asking 
me why there was someone else inside my pad. "Well actually, it's Hilary. She's my best friend. It hasn't been going well between us lately and I think she went here to 
fix it. She has keys to my house and I have hers too. Ohmy, she doesn't know about 
you. What am I going to say?" I said as I placed my hand on my forehead, I was 
rubbing my temples. "She's your best friend isn't she?" He asked. We were both 
whispering to each other. "Yes. We've been best friends since we were kids. She's 
actually already like my sister. I don't know what to do. Why don't you just wait 
down in your car and let me deal with this. She doesn't know about us. I signed that 
contract and I promised I wouldn't talk to anyone about you and even more show 
you to others than myself." I was getting a bit problematic and I was getting into 
panic mode now. Michael grabbed me by the shoulders and asked me to calm 
down. "It's alright. I'll stay with you. We can handle this besides she's your best 
friend. It's alright to trust her." He explained. He held my hand and gave me a kiss. 
It was such a relief to hear this. "Okay." I answered. He smiled at me and I tried to 
do the same. "Now, it's time to go in." He said. He led me to the door and slowly 
opened it. "Act naturally" he whispered.

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