The Trash Bin of Cliches

This is a series of shorts about the life of established author, Willow Parker.

Whilst living in London with her best friend Kennedy, Willow gets writer's block. Something she deals with by getting, what was supposed to be a temp job, at The Agency: a company that is invested in a bunch of media industry fields. While helping out with a photo shoot Willow meets one of the world's most coveted bachelors, Sawyer Huntington, one of the boys from the internationally popular group Once Upon.

Thanks to one of her new model friends, Yvonne, Sawyer gets his hooks into her and she wakes up after a night of partying with someone else's boxers on. After that it's one thing after another, starting again when Once Upon books their new music video shoot with The Agency. When she is mistaken for an extra and Sawyer picks her to play the opposing role in his scene, sparks fly, now all Willow has to do is try not to catch fire.

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15. The Hardest Thing - A break-up: N//A P2

 

Kennedy got home from her lovely vacation with her stud muffin boyfriend Jude, skipping past the oddly placed pile of laundry at the end of the hallway. What was worse was she was so busy jumping for joy at how much she would love what she had brought her, she ran right past her and almost into her room before noticing her best friend in a curled up ball at the end of the hallway.   

“I seriously think you are more excited to show Willow her present than you were to go on this weekend with me,” Jude comments as she basically jumps up and down in the elevator, it seems to only worsen as they get closer to their floor.  

“Oh shush you,” Kennedy turns on her heels and goes on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek, “You know what a good time I had.”  

“Oh, yes, I do believe I do,” Jude winks and starts making a face only to have Kennedy’s hand smother him.  

“None of that Mister!”  

“What? It’s not like Will would mind us being a little late back,” he said taking her hand off his face and putting it slowly back at her side like she was a ticking bomb. Then the doors opened and he slowly walked out of the elevator, or normally, compared to Kennedy’s triumphant wail shriek noise and skipping fit out of the elevator, he was going quite slow.   

“Will! Will!” Kennedy ran past her and then quickly turned around, “Will…”  

“Hi Ken,” Will looked up at her and managed what was supposed to be a smile but came out more like a grimace.  

“What’s going on no shrieking?” Jude said as he started to close the door behind him.  

“Out!” Kennedy yelled.  

“What? It‘s the middle of the night?!”   

“Out! I’m sorry babe, but out! Get us some candy cane ice cream!”  

“It’s not being sol-”

“Then get us triple brownie! Cookie dough! Something! Out!” With eyes filled with fear and concern, Jude closed the door. Kennedy turned back to face Will, her face halfway between angry and sad. “What happened?”

  “I…” She trailed off, tears stinging the back of her eyes as she tried to blink them off, “I told him to leave.”  

“Ok,” Kennedy gulped, looking towards Willow she knew there was more to it than that.  

“I told him to leave, and he’s not coming back,” she was silent for a few minutes. “Am I insane Ken?”  

“No, of course not,” she slowly inched closer to her friend on the floor.  

“It feels like it, it feels like I’m insane. I mean, at least it feels like something this time,” at Kennedy’s confused expression she continued. “Remember when I told him I didn’t want to move in with him? That I wasn’t ready to leave everything here? He didn’t say a word, he just shook his head as if it was nothing, and he left. I remember feeling numb, like something was suddenly gone inside me. I knew I should have chased after him, said something at least. But all I could do was sit, sit and wait for Sawyer Huntington to react in a way I could understand.” Kennedy nodded. “I don’t want you to nod, I want you to say what you’ve been thinking all along, ever since that happened. I knew you wanted to say it the day he showed up at the door again and without a word I took him back.” At Kennedy’s silence she sighed. “I know you know what I’m talking about, you were shaking Ken, shaking, as you watched me just lead him back into my room like nothing had happened.”  

“I don’t know if it’s a healthy time for that.”  

“I don’t care Ken, I need to hear it, it’s been months.” Willow watched her take a deep breath.  

“I didn’t understand how you could just do that to yourself Will, do you really think you’re worth that little? He ignored you for weeks! And then he just shows up here, you answer the door, and you just take him back into your life, no questions asked. Do you even know what he did in those 3 weeks? Do you? You should have been treated so much better, he should have paid for how he treated you! But instead he gets a nice warm bed to come back to, an amazing girlfriend, and his own little cozy breathing space.” She was speaking calmly, but there was a certain harshness to her eyes; swallowing she continued. “I realize you aren’t perfect Will, but he, in my books, is just plain scum now.” It was silent for what felt like hours before Willow responded.  

“The worst part is that I still love him, all you said was true, and I still love him. I love that for a while we were able to pretend everything was back to normal, I love the feeling I get whenever I see his face; I actually dread hating him. Oh god Ken, his face is going to be everywhere, it’s not like I can cleanse from media.”  

“Felix and I can handle it, the movie and everything.”  

“No, I need to be there. Get back to normal, or the new normal anyways.”   

A few moments later, Jude entered and put several tubs of ice cream on the table with a scoop and bowls. He knelt and gave Will a short hug before he went into his and Kennedy’s room.   

“Oh god, I ruined your weekend.”  

“No! No, of course not!” Kennedy’s eyes widened, “Wait a moment, how long were you here before I got home?” Willow looked away. “Will, answer me.”   

“Not long,” Kennedy glared, “8 hours maybe.”   

“Oh Will.”  

“What? You were on a flight back from Australia. How were the spiders there by the way?”  

“Don’t mention them, they just remind me of the other bigger bugs,” she visibly shuddered. “Are you going to be alright?”  

“I think in a weird way I was preparing for this. I had a weekend planned, a spectacular one, then sometime between sex and the zoo, something just clicked. Besides you, he knows me better than anyone, so of course he saw right through me. He called me out on it and that was that, everything I’d been feeling came tumbling out.” She put a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and let it melt, placing the spoon back in the bowl before continuing. “He fought me on it hard you know, I almost gave in. Right now even, it’s been less than half a day and I want to give in, to call him, tell him that I really do want to sort it out. I’ve rationalized it in my head, if he says no, obviously it’s over. If he says yes…” She trailed off.  

“You know he’ll say yes Will, it’s you, he’s not stupid.”  

“You’re giving me a lot of credit you know.”  

“I give credit where it’s due. It‘s been almost two years of him being in our lives, you don‘t just not get to know someone who is around that much. You’re thinking he’ll say no if you call, but you’re under rating yourself. You need to figure out what you want Will, because short of his pride getting in the way, and I think he’s past that, he’s going to say yes at the sound of your voice. No matter what the question is.”  

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