Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,92

I sat myself up from the far backseat of the limousine. Sabrina was nowhere around inside, nor was Haus. The limo sat parked, and I had a sudden state of confusion pounding inside my head.

I rubbed my eyes and my forehead with the palms of my hands, trying to relieve some of the pounding. I was having a hard time adjusting my eyesight. Everything seemed hazy and out of proportion. I heard Sabrina shout something from outside to Haus and I felt the quick rush of air as the limousine door opened and bright full daylight blinded my eyes. I quickly shielded my eyes from the sun. Confused, I wondered how I could have fallen asleep so fast and hard. Wondering why the sun was so bright and why we should have been on a plane and landed about now, and we weren't in the Caribbean.

“Miss.” It was a demand from Haus to take his extended hand and step out of the limousine. Trying to look around, I only saw the bright harsh sunlight dancing through the mountain aspen leaves, a rundown shack of a cottage on a single-lane dirt road and nobody else but us in sight.

I looked into his eyes as I stood next to him, still holding my hand as if I was a princess. His name left my lips in a whisper, and his eyes seemed apologetic. He guided me towards the steps of the run-down cottage and sat me down. He quickly turned away and proceeded to get my purse out of the limousine seat I just left.

It felt like lightning had crackled in the air, as Sabrina turned and looked at me in a very devilish grin and let out the most evil laughter. “I have waited, patiently mind you, for this very day. You, my dear, are out. I am in where I belong. Mathew was mine from the beginning, but you stole him from me. Now I have him back. You will no longer be Mrs. Mathew Rhinholt. You are now just plain Katy Beck, or you can still go by Klarissa, if you choose.” The evil laughter left her lips again.

I sat there numb and confused. I was waiting for a camera crew from ‘the jokes on you’ to pop out of the woods. My eyes still could not focus entirely, and my head was beginning to feel as a vice grip had just been tightened.

I watched Haus hand me my large purse, which was as big as some of my luggage. I pressed it against my chest as a shield against the way Sabrina was acting. I was thinking any minute now she will say ‘just kidding', and we would laugh our asses off. Then get back in the limo for a later flight. We had played practical jokes on each other before but not to this extreme.

Haus turned to Sabrina as if she was the one he was serving. “Miss. I need to turn the limo around in that driveway across the road. Then I will be ready to go when you are. Are you ok here alone?” I watched his eyes glance towards me then back. What did he mean by alone? She was with me. What was I going to do? I could not focus on the house across the dirt road that the limo was parked in front of. My body felt like it was rocking itself in a chair back and forth. Nothing seemed real. I tried to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming, but my fingers did not seem to want to cooperate. I had to be dreaming.

I watched all six feet plus of Haus, his golden curly hair, in his black suit and drivers cap, get back in the limo. I heard the limo start up and then we both watched him expertly turn the limo around on the single dirt lane road with only a small dirt driveway allowing him this privilege.

It all felt surreal. I looked at Sabrina pleading for an answer with my eyes and felt the tug of tears building. Had my worst nightmare come true? A reoccurring one where Sabrina sat poolside; drink in hand, dressed in lavish jewels, in a gorgeous two-piece swimsuit while Mathew stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders telling me I was old news. Sabrina was the one for him now.

Sabrina couldn’t and wouldn’t. We shared so much together. Mathew had a cold heart when it came to business, but he