Spreading Rumors About Mr. CEO (LGBT)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Prince Ezerette Mclane

It awkward. So awkward that I kept my mouth shut throughout the breakfast. It was the most awkward breakfast ever and I didn't want it to happen again. When I got home, Mom asked me if everything went alright. As expected, Josh had really texted her to inform her that I'd sleep in his house. 

Although it was a bit disaster, I still had fun because of Josh. Though it's a mystery why, I felt my lips tugging into a smile as I remembered Josh getting into bed with me.

Rolling my eyes, Josh was sick bipolar guy. One second, he's nice and all. And in a blink of an eye, he's mad and looking like Lucifer himself. I'd never understand how his mind worked. 

After the awkward breakfast, Josh had let me go home. Of course, he let me have a chauffer. A personal driver for the day. His name was Hugh, and he drove me to my house just to ensure that I was really going home. That brat. Deciding I should go to my best friend's house, I took a shower.

Cheena's home, when I got inside, felt awesome. It gave me a cool feeling that I was welcomed. Cheena's parents were home and so was Layla. I hadn't forgiven her yet, but soon I would. I went straight to Cheena's room and found her typing rapidly on her laptop. When she looked up, she grinned and basically threw her laptop. And I knew what was coming.

"About time, friend!" Cheena said as she patted her bed beside her for me to take time. "Leave no details, my friend. Tell me everything. And the story behind the recently uploaded photo on f*******:,"

"Ah, Josh took that photo in his house," I said, not really caring. "We were like i***t. Being the dumb I was, agreed on taking a picture with him. The couch was good, though."

"No, no, no," she said as she shook her head. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "The kiss? When he kissed your forehead and took a photo of it?"

"Huh?" I asked, feeling dumbfounded all of a sudden. Josh took a new photo of us? And this time, he was kissing my forehead? What the hell was wrong in his mind? Did he have a brain surgery and the doctor failed to do it?

"Of course you wouldn't know," she muttered as she grabbed her laptop again. She searched my name and opened my account. "You're really sleeping, I guess."

Cheena tilted the laptop slightly and my eyes widen. On f*******: was a picture of Josh kissing my forehead. The caption was kind of embarrassing and I felt my cheeks heat up because of the photo. A lot of people had liked the photo and a lot of people - people I didn't know, and some of my friends - had put a comment on it. Their comments were so embarrassing I had to groan. Of course, Yumi was the first one to comment.

Yumi Thompson: are you guys done making love? ;) ezerette seems tired. you exhausted him, brother!

Cursing under my breath, Cheena snickered, trying to mask it with a cough but failed to do so. She received a glare from me and she stopped, pursing her lips.

"Tell me," she said. I reluctantly turned on her direction and sighed. 

Then I began to tell her Josh's bipolar attitude and the plan, the way he said that I was going to be his hubby for the mean time and about the meeting with Yumi. Also the way he had been acting strange and the pictures he was taking. I also told Yumi that Josh went to our house. Every single detail she would like to know, I told her.

"Wow," she whispered, nodding slowly. "I think he's... Do you think it's possible that he's gay?" She nearly squealed. I thought back to the time when we were together. Nope. He wasn't acting like a gay man. He could be in denial. 

"I don't know," I said honestly. Although his actions confused me, I couldn't base it to that actions of his.

"But there has been rumors of him going women after women," she said. My heart clenched at the statement of hers. I knew it was only rumors, but rumors were 50/50. It could be a false fact, or true. Rumors were harsh. It could destroy one's life. My heart clenched not because I was jealous, but because he seemed bad and all, when in fact, he was not.

Josh was good. Even though he was acting like a b***h sometimes, he knew his limits. Although sometimes he got carried away, but still, he's good. He was hiding something. I knew it. When I got to his house, the aura of the house was different. It felt like there had been a dark past buried inside that house. I knew better than to ask Josh. I had planned on finding it out. I almost felt Josh's... sadness. It somehow affected me, that's why I had not struggled more about me sleeping in his house. I was just a bit reluctant.

"It's not true," I said to her. I didn't know why I was saying this. It felt like I just had to defend him. She nodded and didn't say anything. Instead, she liked the photo and commented on it. I didn't bother checking it out. I knew her my whole life, and if she did put a comment on the photo, then it'd be embarrassing enough. Enough for me to not to go out and expose myself in public.

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"... So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames. You can tell me when it's over," Taylor Swift sang over the radio as Cheena drove to somewhere I didn't know. She just told me we're going somewhere. I assumed it'd be a park. "If the high was worth the pain. Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll you I'm insane. Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game!"

"Do you think Taylor is being a bit bitter?" She asked me all of a sudden as she pulled to a stop. I was right. I was right. We were at the park. It was getting dark and I had yet to meet Josh again later.

I thought of it. "Nah, she's not." I said and shrugged as if it was a normal thing to do. "She's just simply being herself. Writing break-up songs is her forte. It's her being her. Even if I had a mind like hers, I'd do the same, knowing that it would send some hidden messages to my exes."

"Don't you think she needs to move on?" She asked skeptically.

"She has moved on already," I said, shrugging again. "It's just, maybe, the pain's overwhelming. She's no God, Chichi. Wait, why are we talking about Taylor Swift?"

We both laughed and shrugged. We hopped out of her car and walked through the park. The sun was beginning to set in the other side of the world whereas dark started to consume the intense orange hue of the sun above us. I didn't know why Cheena brought me here in the first place, but I was glad. I needed a short break from the hell stuffs that I had been through. 

We lost track of time. We were just strolling through the park and the sun had been long gone and the stars were twinkling like a precious diamonds in the sky. The moon was full and shining brightly above us. 

Cheena and I weren't speaking, letting the comfortable silence loom over us. It was the right moment for me to think of things, to make decisions. I needed to get a job as soon as possible and the company hadn't contacted me. I failed. Though my work in public library would be helpful - my start would be next week, it wasn't enough. Enrollment was now on-going and I needed to earn money quick.

Cheena offered to buy a food and a drink and I nodded. She went off and headed to buy us some snacks to eat. 

I was just scrolling in the park when two figures started to move. They were sitting on a bench and I wondered why they would choose a lame spot for a romantic date. The view was awful, which was a lot of trees and trees. Unless they loved nature. But I guessed not because there were plastics around them. If they were nature lovers, they would have picked it up already and put it in a trash bin.

I went closer to them, wanting to see how close they were. At first, I was just looking at them, but there was something odd to the man. It seemed like I had seen the man before. Just recently. Then my whole body tensed.

It was the same man I had had a pleasure of joining during the breakfast. It was Josh's father. And he was with someone else other than his wife. Oh my f*****g God. He was cheating on her wife with some slut? I couldn't be mistaken. It was really him. I took a step backwards and ran, not looking back. It was horrible. I thought they were the epitome of perfection. A family who had a perfect life and relationship. But I thought wrong.

When I got back, Cheena was searching for me and I ran to her, grabbing her arm and leading her to the car. She watched me in confusion but didn't speak.

"Drive me to Josh's house," I told her and led her there. The whole ride was awkward. No one was speaking. I was thinking deeply. Josh needed to know what I saw. It wasn't of my business to meddle, but they were a family, and he needed to know it.

Minutes later, when we were in front of Josh's house. I thanked Cheena and told her that I'd tell her everything soon. She just nodded and drove off.

I went inside the house and the same ambiance greeted me. But I pushed it away and went straight to Josh's room. When I got there, I pounded on his door and he opened the door widely. My jaw hang open when I saw he was shirtless. His abs were just... perfect and it seemed like he worked out regularly. His face, though. He was scrunching his face and I figured that no one had ever pounded his room's door. I pushed past him and my nervousness grew as every second ticked by. I didn't know where to start, or how to break the news on him. Still, I needed to start telling him.

"Josh," I said nervously, averting my eyes off of him. "I saw someone..."

"What?" He asked gruffly, not in the mood. His attitude didn't help me though.

"I saw someone in the park." I said again, looking into his eyes. "He's with someone else."

At first, he just looked at me with a bored expression, but then it changed into something like fury. His eyes widen and he gritted his teeth. He took my arm harshly and I yelped from the pain. He then threw me on the bed. In seconds, he was now on top of me.

"Don't you dare tell a soul what you saw, got it?" He said and I gulped. There were fire - not the good fire - in his eyes and my breathing became uneven. I was getting scared of him. I nodded and nearly cried because his grip on my arm tighten. He sighed and loosen the grip. "I'm sorry," He knew. He f*****g knew it and he didn't tell his mother? What was wrong with this family? "Please, Ezerette. Don't tell anyone." He basically begged. He had a sad expression on his face and I knew it was hurting him. I felt bad for him.

"I won't," I promised him, patting his back. He sighed in relief and gave me a small smile. Although I promised him that I'd not tell a soul, that didn't mean I could not hate him.

"Now that you're here," he said and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. I gulped, not wanting to know what he was planning. "Let's make the night interesting, shall we?"

I hated him.

I hated Josh Heid Thompson.

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Note: Jake Miller is looking sexy and all, don't you think? *drools*