Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,93

always took care of me, as long as I took care of him, in the sexual sense. Thinking quickly of how I took care of him nicely yesterday in the shower. He seemed more than happy and satisfied. There had been no indication things were going south for us. I was stunned. I wasn't able to speak. I fulfilled my end of the bargain.

“By the look on your face and the drugs I doped you with; you're confused. So let me make this quick because Mathew and I have a plane to catch to the Caribbean mind you, to celebrate our success. See. You my dear are out. I saw Mathew first that night that we all met. I even claimed him, but I guess gentlemen prefer blondes. However, I have convinced Mathew that I will be the better trophy wife to your sorry GED ass.” Her laughter was wicked.

I felt a small amount of bravado. “I won’t let you. I will take Mathew for half, and you can have him. I don’t need you or him, and I can live just fine off half of his sorry ass.” I crossed my arms in front of my chest with the straps of my purse dangling over my shoulder. Then the straps dropped to the crook of my elbow as I tried to stand up gracefully. I was like a bull in a china shop.

“You are dumber than I realized. See behind you and the land you stand on, is where your sorry ass is going to live. The money in your purse is all you have to live on, and you divorced your husband weeks ago claiming you wanted nothing in return. See I was you and I filed for you. Starting to see the picture? Me, pretending to be you and start to look like you has been a three-year plan. Haven't you ever noticed how easily people got us confused?” Her laughter filled the air. I remembered back to when Sabrina was thirty pounds heavier than me along with a full head of chestnut brown hair. I shuddered at the difference, now that I was staring at her with the new information.

Haus got out of the limo and opened the back door for her. His eyes were screaming I’m sorry. With Sabrina’s back to him, I knew that would change as soon as she looked at him. Christ she had even slept with Haus, claiming him as a victory. Making me vow to never tell. Now I would. Damn why hadn’t I saved any of her sleazy texts where she damned Mathew and would try to get me to steal from him and leave him. As far as I was concerned, as the picture was taking shape, I didn’t need to pinch myself. This nightmare was my reality, but she could have him. As far as being flat out on my ass, I was going to be just that.

I watched Sabrina drop a single key, on a smiley face key chain, right on my newly polished toes, in my adorable flip-flops, that I picked out for the trip.

“So long sweetheart. Enjoy your humble abode.” The snap of her fingers sparked in the air. Within ten seconds, they were gone. I turned to look at the rundown cottage and realized that my entire luggage, six pieces of it, was sitting on the front porch with a missing step. My formals for the one night of fine dining, I packed several since I can never make up my mind. My gazillion swimsuits so I wouldn’t regret packing the perfect one. My makeup and hair kits in the luggage and everything in them, cost more than the fake boobs Sabrina was wearing.

I saw a note taped to the front door. I took the porch steps carefully and ripped it off the holey screen door. A neatly typed note that anyone could have written on a computer was trembling in my hands.

Klarissa,

Darling, this may all be a shock to you, but it is for the best. I have a small bank account set up for you in the town down the hill from this house. See darling, Sabrina has saved all those nasty little e-mails you sent her about stealing from me and fake photos you produced to have me look as if I was gay. We know I am anything but. Sabrina will be my wife now, and as long as you keep your mouth shut and stay away from the