Page 47 of Hollywood Fairytale

In truth, even when we lived in our much smaller home before I met Luke, we were living better only Decker didn’t know it. We may not have had the money to do or buy everything we wanted, but we were happier living out from under his shadow.

When the phone rang to let him through the gate, I jumped up from the couch and bolted to the front door with Luke hot on my heels. Wrapping his large hand around mine, his thumb rubbed back and forth across my wrist in a soothing motion.

“Nothing bad is going to happen. He can try all he wants to ruin this for you, butyouhave the power not to let him.”

Wrapping my arms around him with my face buried in his chest, I answered with as much conviction as I could, but my voice still came out wobbly. “I know.” Going by the tight squeeze Luke gave me, I wasn’t fooling him.

Even before the doorbell rang, we could hear Mason running up to the door. The sound of his footsteps put a brief smile on my face until I came face to face with my ex-husband where it promptly slid right off.

Mason ran in, first hugging me and then Luke. With his big blue eyes trained up at me, he asked. “Can I show dad the pool? I told him we had one, but he didn’t believe me.”

“If he has time. It’s getting late.” I replied hoping he wouldn’t want to take a look around.

“Oh, I have time to finally see where my son is living.” Decker answered with a glint in his eyes as he pushed through the door and into the entry way.

Mason looked from his dad to me, his smile slipping. I put on a bright smile as I led them through the kitchen and out onto the deck. Luke trailed behind quietly.

Arm extended out toward the pool, Mason exclaimed proudly. “See, I told you!”

Decker’s dark eyes narrowed as he took in the backyard and patio. It was our own private oasis set in Fairlane. I planned to spend a lot of time out here, so I’d set up what looked like an entire living room’s worth of furniture underneath the deck along with a grill, bar, and sink. Out around the pool there were two different areas with chairs, tables, and loungers. While Luke had been shooting in LA, I’d been busy trying to make our house a home for when he’d finally be able to stay. At first, I didn’t know that we would be spending the summer in Hawaii, so I wanted to make our backyard as nice as possible for the summer months. It didn’t matter though. We were already enjoying it and I knew we would when we got back at the end of summer.

“Hey, why don’t you show me your room before I have to leave?” Decker said placing his hand on top of Mason’s head and directing him toward the house.

Mason turned his head underneath his hand. “I wish you could see my room at Luke’s house. He decorated it so cool. It has posters and bedding from all my favorite Marvel characters.”

“I’m sure it’s great,” Decker gritted out, giving Luke a dirty look as they passed by to go into the house.

There was no way I was letting Decker walk around anywhere he wanted in the house. I didn’t trust him. If there was a way to ruin something or make me upset, he was sure to do it.

This time Luke took my hand as we went back inside and made our way upstairs to stand out in the hall looking in as Decker stalked around Mason’s room inspecting every little thing. His room was spotless, but that was only because he had a playroom downstairs with all his toys. That room was a disaster since before he had gone to his dads for the weekend. I was sick, and hadn’t asked him to pick up before he left.

Once Decker was finished looking over every inch he squatted down in front of Mason, his face unreadable. “I’ll see you when you get back from your trip with your mom and then me, grandma and grandpa are going to take you on a real vacation.” Standing he left the room without another word. I looked to Luke for him to follow Decker, I’d be right behind.

Happy that Decker was leaving, and that Mason was home, I hugged him, swaying back and forth. “It’s about time for bed so why don’t you get into some PJ’s and brush your teeth and I’ll be right back to tuck you in, okay?”

“Will Luke tuck me in too?” he asked nonchalantly as he went to his dresser to pick out a pair of superhero PJ’s.

With a small smile, I answered. “If you want him to I’m sure he will.” Luke would love to hear that he’d been asked to tuck Mason in. I couldn’t ever remember a time when Mason had asked Decker to tuck him in. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Hurrying downstairs, I found Luke and Decker in a heated discussion close to the front door. Decker’s face was bright red by the time I came to stand next to Luke.

“I don’t know who you think you are, telling me what to do.” Decker growled, stepping toward Luke, trying to intimidate him. It didn’t work since Luke had almost a good five inches on him.

Luke straightened to his full height, looking down on Decker. “This is my house. I’m your ex-wife’s… boyfriend.” I knew he wanted to say fiancé, but we didn’t want to risk him going to the press. We were lucky he hadn’t already gone to some gossip magazine and made up some story. If he knew we were getting married he would do everything in his power to ruin it.

“Decker you got what you wanted so please leave.” I begged quietly, hoping Mason wouldn’t hear. I didn’t have it in me to fight him tonight.

“How on Earth do you think I got what I wanted?” His arms flailed around as his face got redder with each word. “Here you are with some new boy toy who’s flashing his money all over town, buying a new house, a car, and everything in between, while everyone talks behind my back about my wife leaving me. It makes me look bad,” He yelled, face turning purple. “But do you know who’s going to look bad in the end? It’s going to be you, you stupid bitch, once he leaves you and you have no place to go.” He laughed maniacally, eyes trained on me.

“That’s enough,” Luke growled. “I’ve already kindly asked you to leave my house, but I willnothave you talking to Alex that way. The only person who’s going to look bad is you and you want to know why?”

Decker crossed his arms over his chest as he glared daggers at Luke. He shook his head as his eyes mocked Luke, saying, ‘yes, tell me why.’

“You did all of this to yourself by treating her like shit for years. If you could’ve been nice or treated her better, she’d still be in your house, in your bed, but she’s not and I’m not stupid enough to do anything to jeopardize what I have with her.”

“Whatever! You can have her. She’s a dumb slut anyway. Maybe at least for you she’ll suck your cock.” Decker spat out.

I never understood how he could ridicule me and say I was a slut when in the next second he’d complain about me being a prude and not giving him blowjobs.

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