119Dean scared me. He wanted me to marry him, but I couldn't. I spend a couple of months with him until I got a job offer. For those months I was his wife. I cooked, I clean, I did the laundry, and I took care of James. What scared me the most was that he believed it? He thought we were together he thought I wanted to marry him. I know it was wrong for me to play long, but I couldn't actually marry him. I didn't know him, I knew nothing about him and he knew nothing about me. I knew that the only thing he loved was my looks. I couldn't stay I couldn't live a lie anymore. What did I do I left. I got a call from my agent and first thing I did was pack my stuff and put James to bed. I kissed him good night and left the room to join Dean in the kitchen.
"I'm leaving," I whispered.
"When are you coming back"?
"Never" he didn't turn to look at me
"Why"
"I can't pretend to love you," I whispered as I held back the tears.
"Then leave," he whispered. I took one last look and left without turning back.
That was two years ago. What have I learned in those months? Nothing. All I know is that there never was a Prince and never will be. For the first time in my life I am glad to be alone. For the first time I don't have to be in love with some. I could have had anyone of those boys, but would I be happy. Would I have had my happy ending? No because a Prince is not someone who hates you when he first meets you, he is not someone who is addicted to drugs, and he is not someone who lies. A Prince isn't someone who just happens to fall in love with you. A Prince should be something more, something unexplainable. Maybe you find him, maybe you don't. All I know is that you shouldn't waste you time looking. If it's meant to be it will happen. And I know it's sounds like bull and I know I don't make sense, but to finally find love with someone who isn't someone's brother or someone who is just taking the pain away, well that is the best kind of love I found. Looking for my Prince was a waste and all it brought me was pain. I'm done looking. I'm done with all of the bull I had in my life and I'm finally going to live a life I've always wanted.
I turn around as I hear a knock on the door. I walk to the door slowly and turn the doorknob standing there is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He grabs me in his arms and holds me tight.
"Never leave me," he whispered. I look at his chiseled face and….
"Cut" His arms let go and I stand there in the little pink silk nightgown, with people standing around me trying to fix my makeup and make my already big hair looking bigger.
"That's it for tonight" The director said. I sighed and walked toward my Dressing room where I could finally get out of this mess
I got into my car after saying good-bye to the crew and drove toward my house. I parked in front of the two-story building and walked to the front door. I turned around and smiled as I saw no cameras. That's what I love about living in Europe they don't hassle you as much. I put the key in and opened the door. I walked upstairs and into the bedroom to find him sleeping. I took off my coat and softly jumped into bed. I cuddled up to him and he slowly wrapped his arms around me.
"Hello love" he said in his British accent.
"Hi" I whispered. Every time he talks he sends shivers down my body.
"How was work"?
"Oh you know, Amazing," I said as I turned around to stare at the smile forming on his beautiful face.
"I hope you didn't have that much fun with Mike"
"Oh never. I could never have fun with him" I whispered as I looked into those deep honey brown eyes.
"Good" he said as he kissed the tip of my nose. I closed my eyes and twisted the ring on my finger.
"Someone came looking for you." He whispered in my ear.
"Oh" I said not sounding interested.
"A fellow called Ethan"
"Hm"
"He said he knew you since high school. He was charming."
"Don't fall in love," I said with a hint of laughter. He began to laugh his wonderful heavy laugh and began to tickle me.
"Okay, stop. What did he want?" I asked as I sat up.
"He wanted me to give you something"
"Oh and what is it" He got up from the bed and walked to the dresser. He stood there for a minute and picked up a small box.
"Here, I didn't peek" he said handing me the box as he sat down next to me. I opened the box and took out the ring that sat inside. I held the ring up into the light and frowned.
"What is it"?
"A ring"
"Why would he give you a ring"?
"He's gave it back to me"
"I'm confuse" I put the ring into the box and placed it on the nightstand. I lay back and take him with me.
"You see Ethan is a guy I had feeling for. He wanted me to forget about him so he took away this ring. Now he gave it back," I whispered.
"Why would he do that"?
"I don't know"
"Weird" he whispered
"Hmm, lets forget about it" I said as I closed my eyes.
I don't know what the point about coming here to give me the ring was. Was he trying to give me a message or was he simply giving the ring back. I didn't know and I didn't care.
I look up at my husband and smiled.
There was no need to go back to the past.
The End
Sorry for all of you great people who wanted this story to keep going.
But i just couldn't do it.
I'm sorry.