Day 93: Tales Of Lawyer Money And Liars Who Don’t Tell You Anything
Day 93 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
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I’m Andie and my ex, Douglas, dumped me. This is my break-up, so to speak. Douglas is a power player in Melbourne, worth more than I could ever comprehend.
I have no idea why we broke up.
I work and live at 1 Lovelock Drive. There, my best friend James and I are building Highway, our unisex clothing line. Our two other best friends, GG and Sophia, are investors.
GG is dating Douglas’ brother. Awkward.
My friends have been acting strange since the breakup. Since things have changed, I’ve found papers in James’ briefcase outlining plans for an expensive office space for our business.
GG left spin class early this morning.
She mentioned something about a doctor’s appointment before running off out of the cycle room.
It was impossible to begrudge GG ditching me; she had a very important and demanding job, not to mention a blossoming relationship with Taylor.
What spare time did she have?
The woman was hardly ever at home. One day, I expect her to tell me she’s selling 5 Lovelock Drive. I’m wishing a pre-emptive goodbye, neighbour.
Alex tried to call me whilst I was in class. I contemplated calling him back when I saw his name on my phone.
Alas, I suspected he was calling to see how my personal life sideshow was going. I didn’t much feel like relaying how screwed I was to him and then feel succumbed to receiving pity sex from him.
I also had a message from Barbie, James’ mum.
“Leaving a pie on your front doorstep. James isn’t home. Reheat for 20 minutes. Love, love.”
Coming home, I noticed the pie where Barbie said she left it.
James wasn’t home. But after showering and having some breakfast, he came steaming in the door. I had never intended the dining room to face the front door.
Now it was a makeshift office, the location was perfect to watch James traipse in and out of my life. Despite being dressed in a suit, he seemed dishevelled, unnerved.
As James flung his LV briefcase to the couch, along with his tie and jacket, he muffled expletives.
Now the gesture of the pie made sense; it was the day he was going to find out if he had any case against his bigot aunt. Note to self, start writing down these important events in the diary.
Don’t be a friend who forgets. And don’t be a dupe who can’t put the pieces together.
He shook his head. “No, it’s fine. They think I could win. It’s just the money.”
James slumped on the couch beside his belongings.
“It doesn’t help when GG is sitting there, knowing she has Taylor’s money, bragging about money being no issue.”
GG was there? Hmm, a lie about this morning. Best note that one.
“I don’t have the money upfront.”
I couldn’t help but look at his designer accessories and think that with a little sacrifice, he could fund this plight quite easily.
I couldn’t tell him those thoughts, however. Sure, as his best friend I should be able to. They make it look so easy in Hollywood to tell your friends when they’re being jerks. It would blow up in a storm of rage and accusations if I did.
No, best to keep quiet.
Instead, I talked about food.
“Barbie brought around a pie. I’ll heat some up for lunch?” James nodded. If only pies really did solve everything, I thought.
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