"Jesse..." Angela rolled over in a confused murmur, followed by burying her head in the softness and arching as if looking for something protruding, and then... She woke up.
"Oh, hell." Angela muttered, and she found herself lying on the bed at home with a long throw pillow in her hands. The electronic alarm clock on the bedside showed the time at 7:34.
"It's okay, it's the first time. It's probably because I've been playing too crazy with Jessica these days." Angela sat up in confusion, leaned against the head of the bed and yawned, then Looking at the front dazed.
"Sleep for a few more minutes." After a while, she curled up into the bed again. It was normal for her to wake up a little later when she was resting. Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Although it sounded the same as usual, Angela still felt the anxiety in it. She raised her head from the bed in confusion, and after thinking for a while, she called out, "The door is unlocked, Annie, come in."
With a click, Annie pushed the door open and walked in and then closed it again. Angela was surprised that she locked the door, and there was a look of worry between her brows. Has something happened
"Angie..." Annie looked at Angela who was sitting up from the bed and opened her mouth to say something, but she hesitated for a while and didn't say anything. Angela, who thought it was funny, couldn't help laughing: "When did you become so hesitant?"
After Annie put her head away and sighed, she handed over the newspaper in her hand: "You better read it yourself... Be mentally prepared."
"Wow, I've never seen you look like this before, is it that serious?" Angela asked sarcastically. After glancing at the newspaper, the smile solidified on her face, and it became ugly. On the entertainment front page of the Los Angeles Times, the bold words "Miss Genius Comes Out" are striking—fortunately, there's a big question mark behind it.
“…We can absolutely confirm that the blonde woman in the photo is Angela Mason. She appears to have just come out of the movie theater with her girlfriend, and the intimacy between them is clearly more than a friendship.
Of course, it's normal for two women to act slightly intimate, but be warned, there's a gay film festival going on in San Francisco these days!
The reporter couldn't figure out why Angela went to San Francisco with her girlfriend to attend the Gay Film Festival - upon inquiry, the film they watched before was "Who Kissed Jessica", which won the audience's vote at the film festival. What's more interesting is that through analysis and comparison we can determine that the woman with Angela is her best friend Miss Jessica Alba!
According to people familiar with the matter, Angela and Jessica began to know each other when they were in St. John's Public Elementary School, and the relationship between the two was very close, far beyond the scope of ordinary friends. The two were inseparable until Angela went to college. It was more common to visit classes and ask friends in the circle to help take care of them. It is said that Miss Genius even made a movie for her friends last year. We don't want to speculate too much, but it's really fascinating from the photo..."
There are a total of five photos in the newspaper, although Angela can still be identified with sunglasses, as for Jessica, it is even more obvious. These five pictures are all the intimate conversations between Angela and Jessica from different angles, which are very ambiguous and obviously carefully selected. If it is usually used to make people gossip about when, it can be accompanied by such an article full of hints, plus the gay film festival in San Francisco, even if the report does not explicitly state it, it is enough to guide people to make judgments.
Shock, anger, fear, countless negative emotions entrenched in Angela's heart for a while, making her at a loss, and finally raised her head blankly to look at Annie at the door, a flash of fear flashed in her eyes, as if she was suddenly pulled out on the street. Light kiss.
"How could this be..." she muttered and looked at Annie imploringly, as if she wanted her to make up her mind.
"Sorry, Angie, I don't know..." Annie gestured with a wry smile, "I can't stay too long, be careful..."
She opened the door and left with apologetic eyes. Angela opened her mouth but said nothing. She looked at the newspaper in her hand again, and suddenly threw it to the ground in a rage. Followed her to lift the quilt and jumped out of bed, smashed the quilt into a ball and threw it on the ground, and swept all the objects on the head of the bed.
"Damn bastard! Damn! Asshole!" Angela roared in a low voice, walking around the room like a trapped beast. At this moment, she can't wait to kill the reporter who took the candid photo, she knows that her sexuality will be exposed one day, but it should never be at this time and in this way!
There must be a way, there must be a way! Angela clutched her head irritably, and she must not admit it at this time, otherwise it will be a huge blow to her plan and her goal!
Damn, how can you be so stupid! How can it be so careless! He would actually make a big somersault when he was about to leave! Angela stared at the name of the person who provided the photo in the newspaper, and there was an urge to find someone to kill him.
Fortunately, after venting before, she finally began to calm down, especially when she pushed open the glass door of the balcony and was blown by the wind, her head was finally awake - the sea breeze in Los Angeles in January was still very cold.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself and get back to the point. Angela wiped her face and took a few breaths to stabilize her mind. I can't admit it, I can't admit it anyway, otherwise all my previous plans will not be considered a waste, but it will inevitably cause more variables, and I won't have much time to slowly plan again; and if I admit it, I only need to face the family. It doesn't matter what the outside world says, but Jesse... Damn! Jessie!
She hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed, and after a long beeping sound, someone there finally answered.
"Hi... Excuse me..." Although the voice was calm, the tension in it was very obvious.
"Jesse, it's me, Jesse!" Angela closed her eyes and pressed her chest softly.
"Angie!" Jessica's voice was full of surprises, as if she had found a sigh of relief, "Angie, I..."
"I read the newspaper, don't worry, Jesse, everything will be fine." Angela comforted.
"I know, I'm just... oh god, when I was out for a jog this morning, I was being pointed everywhere... I had to hurry back to my apartment and stay in my apartment, I don't know what to do now, Angie, I I have always been afraid of how I will answer if my parents call and ask." The anxiety in Jessica's tone was distressing.
"Deny everything, Jesse, never admit that we have anything more than friends," Angela said, biting her lip, "You can say I dragged you to San Francisco, you don't know what I'm going to do, just accompany you I've been playing for a few days, understand? It's all on me, and I'll be responsible for all the explanations."
"But, Angie, how are you going to explain it to the public?" Jessica asked worriedly.
Angela was at a loss for words. She really didn't know what excuse to use to explain it. After all, the photos as evidence were there. A picture is worth a thousand words! Suddenly both ends of the phone became silent. After this situation continued for a while, Jessica seemed determined to say, "Let's just push it all on me."
"What?" Angela frowned.
"I mean... I mean... I can tell the reporter that I was the one who seduced you, and I'm actually a... gay..." The voice was hesitant but unspeakable, "I have to bear far more pressure than you. is much smaller, and I know... you have a very important project in mind that you want to accomplish..."
Angela's heart seemed to be pinched with her hand, and she rejected it without thinking: "No! Never!"
"Listen to me, Angie..."
"Shut up, Jesse! I will never allow you to do this! Even if you have to bear the pressure, we will bear it together! I have no reason to let my woman bear the pressure!" Angela said unceremoniously.
"What... what... your... woman... woman?" Jessica's voice stuttered.
Angela's face turned red, but then she put it behind her head and continued to say aggressively: "Yes, you are my woman, I will not allow you to do this. I will find a suitable excuse, give me a few minutes to let it go. I'll think about it..."
Fingers were pounding back and forth against the wall, and she just needed a mostly passable excuse. After this kind of report, no matter how much you deny those people with dirty minds, they will ignore them, so Angela doesn't need to be too strict, but at least she has to be persuasive. only…
If you think about it, there will be... By the way, Legally Blonde! Can you find someone to find a way to guide public opinion to suspect that the company is hyping the movie, and then the company will come out to deny and muddy the water? ! No, no, this can't be done. Only Jesse's words can explain it like this, and adding his own reason is not so sufficient.
Damn it! Angela suddenly slammed into the wall with a punch, you are thinking hard! I usually have so many ideas, why are none of them gone now? ! Could it be that your so-called talent can only be... Wait!
She raised her head abruptly, yes! There is a good reason why I went to San Francisco to attend the gay film festival, although... it would be embarrassing and weird, but I can't care about that much at this moment. However, this conflicted with her plan. After all, she couldn't go back after the announcement, it would only bring people into trouble.
It doesn't matter, anyway, I already have the group movie that I need, so it's not a big deal to postpone it for a year at most. Angela said so in her heart. Just keep learning and integrating and testing your own directing skills.
"Jesse, I've already found an excuse, don't worry, this explanation is quite reasonable." Angela, who was determined, said to the microphone, "With a little more means, it should be able to calm this matter down."
"Really? Are you sure?" Jessica was surprised with doubts.
"Yes, I'm sure," Angela said with a heavier tone, "not a lot of thinking and making assumptions, understand? Remember that no matter how people ask you, just tell them that I asked you to go to San Francisco, we played For a few days, you don't know what I want to do!"
"Okay, I know." Jessica on the other end of the phone finally relaxed a lot.
"Swear to God?" Angela asked worriedly.
"Yes, swear to God." Jessica's voice sounded angry and funny, but at the same time there was a strong warmth.
"Then that's it, I will start preparing immediately so that I can take the initiative at the press conference in a few days." Angela said comfortingly, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"Why does it take a few days for the press conference to be held?" Jessica asked puzzled.
"If it is held right away, doesn't it seem that we are very guilty? We have to wait for this news to ferment for a while before our anger will appear ... more real." Angela's tone was apologetic, "It may be very sad these days. , and I won't come to you, so be careful."
"I know, don't worry, Angie." Jessica said softly, "I love you."
"I love you too." Angela closed her eyes and put the phone back with a sigh when there was a beeping sound of disconnection.
That's it, although this excuse is not enough, it is enough. Take time to think about what to say at the press conference so as not to reveal too many flaws, and what to do if you start operations later, you must know the current situation. Not like a few years later, and those two guys... Angela shook her head with a wry smile. Forget it, now the most important thing is not this, but what will Kate, Nat and... parents who see this news think!
Oh damn, how could this be! Angela covered her head in pain. In the face of feelings, she knew that she would have to confess one day. In fact, after returning from San Francisco, she had already made up her mind to make a second attempt, but she did not expect such a thing to happen.
What should I do? Angela, who started to worry about another thing, was walking around the house again, should she say to Kate: Hi Kate, I'm so sorry, I'm not just your lover, but we can live together; or to Nat : I still have two lovers, I can't bear them, please accept them, Nat
Will be thrown into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish, you idiot. Angela lowered her head muttering to herself, closed her eyes sadly, and slowly sat on the ground against the wall. And Jesse...
At this moment, there was a clucking knock on the door, followed by the mother's voice: "Chrissy, are you up yet?"
Angela shuddered, glanced at the room and hurriedly packed up: "Wait, Mom, I'll get up right away."
He threw the quilt back on the bed, and stuffed all the miscellaneous things on the ground together with the newspapers under the bed. He straightened his clothes and hair in front of the mirror, making it look like he only took a few steps to the door after waking up. Side opened: "Good morning, Mom, is there anything you want to see me?"
Although she was confident in her performance, and the lazy smile on the corner of her mouth was not natural, she still felt a little bit of drumming in her heart. Angela knew that her mother must be aware of it, but she was not very sure, which was one of the reasons why she asked Sparrow to find a villa for her. Now that such a big thing is happening, what will she think of herself? Your family will...
"Why, I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do?" The mother outside the door still maintained her usual nobility and elegance with a faint smile on her face. She couldn't see any other emotions, but there was an occasional flash of words in her eyes. out of light.
"Of course not," Angela shrugged and grimaced, "it's just that I just got up and haven't washed up yet. God knows if my dear mother will accuse me of not being a lady."
Mother burst out laughing, and patted her head lovingly: "Then go wash up quickly."
"Go right away." Angela shrugged with a smile and got into the bathroom. She patted her chest in the mirror, and watched her mother sit down on the bed through the crack of the door. The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. But that doesn't mean she's relieved. Although it's normal for her mother to come to see her in the morning, today is so special.
Angela smiled wryly in the mirror, compared to what she was most afraid of facing right now.
After two or three washes, the girl came out of the bathroom and sat down in front of the dresser to dress up for herself. The mother came behind her daughter and combed her hair as before, asking a few questions from time to time, and everything was fine until—
"By the way, did you and Jessica have a good time in San Francisco?" the mother asked suddenly.
Angela made a sudden shock in her heart, trying to make her tone as relaxed as possible: "Not bad."
After a few seconds of pause, she decided to strike first, so she asked jokingly, "Why, does mom think everything in the newspaper is true?"
The hand combing her hair trembled slightly, and then paused. Angela saw her mother in the dressing mirror looking up and looking directly into her own eyes in the mirror: "I want to hear your answer, Chrissy."
"Come on, Mom, it's not like you don't know, these entertainment reporters always like to make a big fuss. Even if I accidentally break a branch, they can be said to be destroying the environment. They are not as credible as those brokers on Wall Street." Angela spread her hands and shrugged, but her eyes never looked directly at her mother in the mirror.
Mom didn't speak any more, just put her hands on her shoulders, stared at her daughter in the dressing mirror without blinking, and said softly after a while, "Is that so?"
There was a hint of sadness in the soft tone, Angela's heart trembled slightly, and she finally raised her eyes and face. In the mirror, the worry and sadness in my mother's eyes were fleeting.
Angela closed her eyes sharply, her lips trembled and she suddenly made up her mind: "No, Mom, I... I am indeed a gay! Jesse... is my lover, we started as early as five years ago... And...and I have more than one lover...Kate...and Nat are...my lover...yes, that's what I'm talking about, I'm gay and I have three lovers at once!"