Drunk (On Jealousy) - Chapter 6

Portia's POV

I read the reply from Ellen and I smiled a bit. Hearing "I love you" from my wife have always soared my heart, even if it was only from a text.

"I'm so happy and excited!" Lima squealed while we waited for the elevator. "And, Portia, you should chill out. I don't intend you, or Ellen, or your marriage life any harm,".

That cracked a smile on my face. 

"I know," I said. 

After 2 hours of sitting and talking at the office's coffee shop, I got to know Lima Dyer. 

Well, I had to. I couldn't reject the role that Jamie gave me. That wouldn't be a professional attitude for an actress. 

So, I said yes and that left me with the obligation to get to know my partner that'd likely work with me most of the time.

After that 2 hours conversation, I found that Lima Dyer wasn't a girl that I needed to be scared or worried of. She was actually nice, funny, and smart. And I admired the hard working spirit that she had in herself.

Now, don't get me wrong, people. It wasn't like I liked her 'that' way, it's just that I knew I could be friends with her. It's a good thing, wasn't it?

Lima explained that she really didn't recognize Portia at the bar the other night and that she was kinda tipsy and all. 

We talked and I laughed every once in a while. 

Ellen should get to know Lima too, I thought to myself.

"Well, I'll see you next week on set, I guess?" she snapped me out of my thought. 

"Yeah, yeah, of course," I smiled while grabbing my keys from my purse. 

There was a couple seconds of awkward silence while we walked out of the building to the parking lot. 

"Okay, I'll see you soon," she said, opening her arms for a good-bye hug and I hesitated for a second. 

It's just a hug. Nothing to worry about. I told myself. We're friends after all, weren't we?

I decided to hug her anyway. It wasn't like I kiss her or anything.

But before I knew it, we were surrounded by what sounded like a deafening camera's snaps, even from afar. 

I stepped back real quick and looked at the paps in shock. How on earth did they even know I was here? 

Seemed like they figured out about the meeting we held here for the new series. 

"I-I should get going," I said to Lima nervously. 

"Sure. Send my regards for your wife. I'd like to meet her in a more proper circumstance," Lima said, laughing. 

I smiled and nodded quickly before heading to my car. 

I hoped that picture they got won't spread any other stupid rumours. I've had enough of the rumours of me and Ellen getting a divorce. 

Wait........ Ellen! 

What would be on her mind if she saw that damn picture before I explain everything to her?

"Shit," I muttered to myself, panicking inside. 

I tried to calm myself while entering the highway. I reached for my phone that I put on the dashboard earlier, dialling Ellen. 

I didn't think I've ever typed a number so fast, not even bothered to look into the contact list. 

"Who runs the world? E! I'm busy running the whole world so kindly leave a message after my glorious voice. E!" 

I heard my wife's voice and then a beep.

"Hi, baby. I, uhm....," I thought of what did I have to say exactly. 

"Never mind. I just need to tell you something, but I think I'll leave it for the dinner later. I'll see you at home, okay? And... always remember that I love you," I said the last sentence with a bit of smile. 

If she saw the picture before she got home, I only could hope and pray that she trust me enough not to think any bad thoughts. 

She would trust me, wouldn't she?

Ellen's POV

I had no other choice but to continue driving away.

It's just a hug! Don't be silly! A voice in my head said.

"I know," I muttered to myself through gritted teeth. 

By now, I didn't really feel like going home, but I knew I should talk through this with Portia. 

I mean, I could be misinterpreting things, right?

These kind of things happened all the time to people in a relationship. I knew I should really put more faith into my wife. 

Now that I thought about it, it did not make any sense. I felt guilty for thinking that she would ever cheat on me.

Portia had always been loving and faithful. How could I ever have such bad thought of her? 

I decided to drive back home as fast as I could, eager to meet my wife. 

I turned my phone back on and saw a  notification of a voice message. It's Portia. 

I could feel my body tensed up and I gripped the steering wheel even tighter. I decided to play it anyway.

"Hi, baby. I, uhm....," I heard her sweet voice cloaked with hesitation.

"Never mind. I just need to tell you something, but I think I'll leave it for the dinner later. I'll see you at home, okay? And... always remember that I love you," 

The message ended and I practically felt more relaxed. I released the breath that I absentmindedly had held for the past seconds.

I knew she's going to talk about the picture. She worried about it too, I knew it for sure.

Nevertheless, the jealousy that I felt was still burning. Have you ever felt that? You trust your partner but somehow, you're still jealous. 

Jealousy was a tricky thing, wasn't it? 

I tried to shrug it off and focused on how much love I and Portia have shared through the years. 

Our journey had always been everything but a walk in the park. So it wasn't going to be that easy for anything or in this case, anyone, to go slithering in into our perfectly beautiful, happy life, and destroy it.

I would never let that happen.