Do You Still Love Me
Phone Call
I take a walk around the pool after the news. Tom and Bill want to stay inside because it is so hot outside. I dip my toes in the water. I feel a shake in my pocket, forgetting about my phone. It startles me and I nearly jump in the water.
"Hello?" I ask.
Hi Emma. This is mom.
"Oh, hi mom. Sup?"
Nice mud dive.
"What? Oh, did you see the..."
Pictures? Yea, on the Internet , what happened?
"Well we were going to bed then I told him we had to go outside. We were playing around when the paparazzi came."
Oh, ok. Wait- you're sleeping with him?
"No, yea, well sorta. Like sometimes, not always. We have different rooms."
Ok. SO I guess everything is going well?
"Yea. It's really fun here. But I do miss America sometimes."
Honey, I miss you so much. My mom says. Then I hear her crying.
"Oh mom. It's ok. I'll be home for Christmas."
But that is in 5 months. She sobbed.
"Want me to send some pictures every week?"
Yes, please. Hold on, Sam wants to talk to you.
Emma? Sam asks.
"Sammy! Oh my gosh, I missed you so much."
Nice face plant. He smirks.
"Ha, yea, that was embarrassing."
Hey...um...the story about you and Bill is spreading around here. Are you...pregnet?
"WHAT!?! No way! Who said that?" I shriek.
The local news says it's a rumor you're preggers.
"Don't believe it. If you have any doubts call me up anytime."
Ok, will do. I have to go...bye.
"Bye." I hang up the phone.
"EMMA!" I hear. I look around and see Bill waving me in. I run to the door.
"Yea?" I ask. Tom is pacing.
"They media wants an interview. Tomorrow night on live tv. Tom accidentally agreed." Bill nearly cried. Last night we both agreed not to get too public.
"Hello?" I ask.
Hi Emma. This is mom.
"Oh, hi mom. Sup?"
Nice mud dive.
"What? Oh, did you see the..."
Pictures? Yea, on the Internet , what happened?
"Well we were going to bed then I told him we had to go outside. We were playing around when the paparazzi came."
Oh, ok. Wait- you're sleeping with him?
"No, yea, well sorta. Like sometimes, not always. We have different rooms."
Ok. SO I guess everything is going well?
"Yea. It's really fun here. But I do miss America sometimes."
Honey, I miss you so much. My mom says. Then I hear her crying.
"Oh mom. It's ok. I'll be home for Christmas."
But that is in 5 months. She sobbed.
"Want me to send some pictures every week?"
Yes, please. Hold on, Sam wants to talk to you.
Emma? Sam asks.
"Sammy! Oh my gosh, I missed you so much."
Nice face plant. He smirks.
"Ha, yea, that was embarrassing."
Hey...um...the story about you and Bill is spreading around here. Are you...pregnet?
"WHAT!?! No way! Who said that?" I shriek.
The local news says it's a rumor you're preggers.
"Don't believe it. If you have any doubts call me up anytime."
Ok, will do. I have to go...bye.
"Bye." I hang up the phone.
"EMMA!" I hear. I look around and see Bill waving me in. I run to the door.
"Yea?" I ask. Tom is pacing.
"They media wants an interview. Tomorrow night on live tv. Tom accidentally agreed." Bill nearly cried. Last night we both agreed not to get too public.