In Love with the Wrong Twin? The CEO Reve Twins

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Rebecca's POV

“WHAT!!?” I screamed out loud, the stun not lasting long, causing everyone to stop clapping and shouting. “YOU LYING, CHEATING b***h!” I screamed as I stamped towards the stage. I wanted to drag her off by her hair but I knew I wouldn’t. “SO, THIS WAS WHY YOU WERE GETTING CLOSE TO ME! TO STEAL FROM ME?!” I was up on the stage now and Michael was heading towards me. I was seeing red. Never in a million years would I dream of shouting in front of everyone but Kira was different. She drew out this horrible side of me. Was it jealousy or just hatred? I didn’t know as I stomped towards her. Chris was looking between me and Kira in shock and the crowd were mumbling amongst themselves. Kira was staring at me with an extremely smug look on her face. Tears began welling up in my eyes as I lost the nerve to do anything to her. “How could you?!” I asked sadly, then I rounded on Chris and Michael. “And you two too, How, why? You know my style. Why would you do this?”

“I haven’t stolen anything…” Kira said, so calm and none caring that she even made me second guess myself. I stuttered to get more words out. Tears threatening to leak over. I stared helplessly at the twins before rounding on her, anger slowly coming back.

“You know that isn’t true! That design I couldn’t care less about but that one…” I said, pointing to my dolphin design. “That one meant a lot to me, and you two…” I paused a took a breath, my tears now rolling down my face despite me trying to stop them. “That one should at least mean something to you too…” Chris was looking between me and Kira with confusion and worry on his face. He genuinely didn’t seem to know what to do. Michael was standing near me but only staring at me.

“You’re f*****g crazy.” Kira said, crossing her arms. “Chris knows I like dolphins, that’s why I designed it.” I saw red again and this time I lunged at her. Chris jumped in front of Kira and tried to stop me getting to her.

“Rebecca, stop it! Why are you doing this?” He tried holding me back, but I managed to get over his shoulder and scratched Kiras face. There was an energy flowing through me. She screamed out and I stopped, realising what I had done. I looked down at my nails and saw blood and a now crying Kira. I started trembling. Chris threw me into Michael’s arms as I was in shock at what I had done. He began cradling her and looking at me with pure hatred. “This is ridiculous, even for you, jealousy really isn’t a good look on you. Get her out of here Michael.”

“Wait, Chris I…” Before I could finish, I was being yanked out of the room, quite roughly by the wrist.

“What the hell Michael.”

“Rebecca, you can’t…” He beagn growling and I could sense anger in his voice. At me?

“What? Attack people. I didn’t mean to do that, I saw red. That design meant the world to me. You and Chris should both equally know that” I was screaming at him as he still held onto my wrist. His face showed none of his usual emotion and I knew he didnt believe me.

“I…”

“You don’t remember the cruise? The dolphin day? Talking to me all night about it? You of all people should know I wouldn’t lie about this!” I was screaming and becoming more and more hysterical.

“Becks…”

“DON’T Becks me. After tonight, after everything, you of all people should be listening to me. You of all people…” I threw his hand off my wrist. “I thought you knew me better!” I screamed and ran out of the building before Michael had a chance to do anything. I ran and ran despite his shouting after me.

Michael's POV

I stood watching her leave, not knowing what to do next. I knew I recognised it. I had been trying to get through to Chris all week and had even thought about involving father with it, but I needed proof. Janine and my words wouldn’t prove Kira was lying, especially when her father ran a similar business to ours. She had to have some talent for it.

However, Rebecca was right, I did know her better. I knew it was hers, but Chris was adamant she would have said something or shown us if it was as she didn’t keep anything from us. She had shown us designs in the past, but I knew her recent ones were being kept for her eventual design job. How the hell had Kira gotten a hold of them? As I was contemplating what to do next, confront Kira or chase after Rebecca, Janine came running out of the hall.

“Mr Reve’s where is she.” She was panting.

“She’s ran off, she’ll be ok. Can you help me?” Janine nodded and I was absolutely livid. I could see her emotions so high and knew she wouldn’t lie. Kira on the other hand had lied about things, schemed to keep Rebecca and Chris apart. Couldn’t he see that? Although what baffled me was why she hadn’t sent the designs to me or even Chris if she was embarrassed. I asked Janine to back me up with Chris and she said she had already tried but Kira kept wailing how Rebecca had also tried to steal Janine from her and Chris had told her to leave.

I stomped back into the hall and tried to get everyone to calm down. I ended up booming through them all to the centre and shouting that the party was over. Luckily, we had security who was slowly starting to usher everyone out. I couldn’t find Chris or Kira anywhere and I needed to speak to him, and quick.

Rebecca’s POV

I ran and ran until my legs hurt in my heels, then I took my heels off and ran some more, barefooted towards my flat. Luckily, I didn’t live too far away from work and although I did drive as it was easier, I could easily walk it in around 30 minutes. I took out my phone, hoping Michael or someone was trying to reach me to tell me it was all fake or a dream or something, but no such luck. I threw my phone against a wall in anger and instantly regretted it. The screen was well and truly smashed. I sighed and tears started falling down my face again. I wasn’t sure if I was more angry or upset but I knew I hated Kira. I got into the flat and immediately stripped out of the dress, jewellery and hair grips, not caring where they landed in the flat. I locked the door and put my dining room table and all my chairs in front of the door. I didn’t want anyone coming into my flat tonight as both guys had a key. I would get the locks changed immediately but not tonight. I didn’t want comfort or to be yelled at right now. I just wanted to be alone.

I was livid at both of them. Chris for taking her side. Michael for not realising the design was mine but also for not listening to me and dragging me out of the hall at Chris’s demand. He had been so rough, and he was angry, at me! I couldn’t believe after everything Michael would side with Chris and Kira. Even if he had even a small inkling I was lying, I expected him to talk rationally to me. I expected his stoic, calm manner to come out and calm me down. I was so angry at him that it brought me to more tears.

“ARGH!” I screamed, in the middle of my flat in nothing but my underwear, tears streaming down my face. I heard my phone vibrating, but the screen was too smashed for me to see who it was, but I knew it would be one of the twins, or maybe Janine. I ignored it though and left it on the sofa, stuffed behind a cushion, before getting onto the balcony and lighting up one of Michaels cigarettes.

I calmed down after a few puffs of smoke left my mouth and realised I needed a plan. First, I needed proof that I had designed them, my steps and thought processes were all on my tablet each layer and detail saved. There were also my other designs, including the fruit one, that I could show them both. There was also the original email I had sent Chris, that somehow, he apparently hadn’t gotten. I was going to send it to Michael but given his attitude towards me wanting to become a designer I had chickened out. That was stupid of me. I finished the cigarette and put it out before heading into my room to find my tablet. I could hear my phone still vibrating, over and over from the sofa so I went in my bedroom, hoping I couldn’t hear the vibrations from there. I didn’t want to cave and answer. I opened the tablet and put in my code then I searched for my design folder and opened that.

My mouth dropped open in shock. It was empty…completely empty. Every design was gone, the notes and even failed designs that Id not liked. So was the email, as if it had never been sent. Had someone gotten access to my tablet? How? Kira would never have been able to guess my password…would she? Not unless Chris had given her some clues, but I doubted even he knew it. It was a special date to me, but the guys definitely wouldn’t have remembered it. I screamed again but this time into my pillow. The only proof I had were thread bear hand drawings in a notepad that looked nothing like the final pieces. I didn’t have a leg to stand on. The twins would think I was lying… Maybe eve think I had sketched them quickly tonight to prove something. I started crying, just as I heard knocking on my front door then a key being turned. Clearly the table had worked as I heard yelling from the door.

“Rebecca, please, let me talk to you.” I heard Michael shouting from the gap in the front door. I tiptoed to my bedroom door and shut it, pulling a heavy set of drawers in front of that door, just in case he got in. I flopped on my bed and started crying to the sound of Michael’s voice, before sleep eventually took me.