Page 49 of Faking the Pass
My body was so full of adrenaline I couldn’t stay still. I started pacing at the back of the room as the farce went on.
Why were all the questions so one-sided? No one asked about Gina, the pregnant girlfriend.
It wasn’t fair. Rosie was too nice a person to have this happen to her with no one on her side.
And it was intolerable to think of her marrying this ass-hat because she was being blackmailed into it—even temporarily. Even to save her career and her finances.
Randy had shown his true colors, and they weren’t pretty. He couldn’t be trusted with someone as sweet and vulnerable as Rosie.
Her spirit would be broken by the end of a year living with him.
Finally one of the reporters called on Rosie specifically.
“There are rumors you’ve been staying at the home of a secret boyfriend and that he drove you here today,” she said. “You were wearing a man’s t-shirt when you were photographed on the deck of the beach house.”
Rosie colored deeply. “There’s no boyfriend, I can promise you that.”
As she’d predicted, her voice was shaky. She forced a big, artificial smile that probably fooled no one and leaned forward to speak into the mic again, ready to tell the prescribed lie and sentence herself to a year of private torture at Randy’s hands.
Fuck it.I didn’t sign any NDA’s.
If there were fines, I’d pay them.
I stepped forward, in front of the video cameras.
“I can answer that one.”
Rosie’s whole body jerked at the sight of me. Heads turned in my direction, and several of the camera lenses shifted toward me.
I mouthed the words,trust meto Rosie then made an announcement in a loud, clear voice.
“Rosie was with me. We’re old friends, and I offered her shelter after her fiancé brought adateto the wedding. A woman who is carrying hisunborn child, which Rosie knew nothing about until that moment.”
There were gasps throughout the room as I went on, thoroughly violating the NDA forher.
I told the truth about why she’d run away from her wedding, about her co-star’s arrogance, how he’d lied and tricked her into the marriage because he’d known it would be good for publicity, that it was all a PR stunt.
That she had believed in him and thought it was all real until she’d been blindsided by his baby mama on her wedding day.
I told them how Randy had demanded her collusion in the lies he’d just firehosed all over them.
When I stopped speaking, the silence in the room was deafening.
And then it turned to chaos.
The cameras all shifted back to the front of the room where Rosie sat practically hyperventilating and looking like a deer caught in headlights.
Randy appeared to be in shock as well, though he snapped out of it quickly and gestured to someone at the side of the room then pointed at me.
Clearly I’d be meeting his security team soon.
With perhaps only seconds left before I was thrown out, possibly with pain, I stared at Rosie, willing her to tell the truth as well.
There was a roar of voices as people shouted questions at her, giving her the chance to confirm either my version of things or Randy’s.
I honestly didn’t know which way it would go.
After a few tense moments, her eyes came up to lock with mine.
