I’m sitting in this freezing waiting room outside surgery, hands clasped, shaking.
Like I’m trapped in some endless nightmare–images spinning through my head.
In my dream, before going public with Jazon, I asked Grandma: “What if he treats me badly someday?”
Grandma made a fist: “Then I’ll make that boy pay, even if it kills me!”
In my dream. Jaxon and I were fighting, and I flew fifteen hours to Paris for my birthday to surprise him.
But he ditched dinner halfway through for “work.” I was back on a plane home in under five hours.
Found Grandma curled up asleep on my couch–took two buses and a ten–hour train from her small town to surprise me for my birthda
Grandma.
The only person who ever really loved me.
“Babe…”
“Babe, I’m so sorry.”
“I just wanted Grandma to help clear things up. How did it turn into this?”
“She’s… she’s gonna be okay.”
Jaxon won’t stop apologizing.
I look up at him like he’s nothing.
“Why wasn’t it YOU under that light, Jaxon?”
“You betrayed me, fine. But why hurt Grandma?”
Tears streaming down my face:
“You told me you grew up with no family, said you envied me having Grandma who loved me so much. She heard that and even though never said anything, she’d save the best of everything for you.”
“When you got bit by some poisonous bug filming in those mountains and couldn’t heal, Grandma–who can barely walk–climbed that mountain herself to find herbs for your medicine.”
“Your assistant posted about wanting wine–just for social media–but Grandma believed it. She was sick with a cold but dug up her speci
in the rain and brought it to your set.”
“You’re mad at Grandma for exposing your cheating photo. But you know what? That fan sent way worse evidence that could’ve actually destroyed you. Grandma chose not to use it.”
“Even a dog shows loyalty after ten years. Grandma treated you like her real grandson.”
“But how did you repay her, Jaxon?”
11.24
From “Clingy” to Gone: My Independence Was His Biggest Regret
Chapter 6
I start laughing because it’s so twisted:
“You threatened her with photos of me getting assaulted.”
“Made her publicly admit to having delusions.”
Jaxon’s staring at me with red eyes, face pale and broken.
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
“I wasn’t gonna use that method. It was Scarlett…”
“I messed up. I really… really regret this.”
I wipe my tears, looking at this man who’s still making excuses:
“I called the cops when I was driving to that press conference.”
“And I recorded our phone call.”
“Jaxon, using my private photos to threaten Grandma? That’s illegal as hell. I’m pressing charges.”
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