Chapter 37: He was out of the closet.


    "The ultimate test of a rtionship is to disagree but to hold hands." ~ Alexandra Penney


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    Raina Williams.


    I had not seen Angelo for a while now, neither had the twins. I understood that he had other things to


    do like the wedding and taking care of his pregnant fianc??e. What hurt the most is that he would be


    doing all these things for her that he never did for me. He deprived me off that joy. He deprived me of


    that happiness but he will give her that and all his attention. I had to go with my parents for all or rather


    most of my appointments, my swollen feet- he will be massaging Yasmine whenever she requests of it.


    I made it without him, i don''t need him. I can take care of my kids and nothing else will matter. The way


    Ashton was so hurt a week back, it broke my heart. He promised to take him out the very next day with


    Ashley butter canceled, he said he was caught up with something.


    "Raina ?" Derrick brought me back to daylight. Dressed in his ck armani sleek suit and a white shirt,


    he seemed to look like the Derrick we all know from the magazines.


    "Derrick, I''m so sorry.." I blinked quite a bit. "Please take a seat ?" I offered.


    "You can''t be this distracted when we have an uing day in court." He made a friendly remark or


    rather a friendly reminder.


    "No no no certainly not." I pryed.


    "Well then I hope you are ready, after our meeting for thest couple of days you should be." He said in


    an arrogant tone.


    "If you have told me everything that I need to know then I guess I can work with that." I prised on his


    conscience to open up. I knew he had told me everything that I needed to know, i just wanted to be


    sure so that I don''t look like an absolute fool in court.


    "I have paid for Eric Winters funeral, infact I have even paid his family an amount onto that, to make


    them stable for a life time." Derrick muttered proudly.


    "Yes, I''m well aware but you have to understand you took away their twenty-nine year old son. Money


    isn''t going to do it. They might have taken your offer but they still want you in jail." I exined and he


    only seemed to be mad listening to what I had to say.


    "Those bastards." He muttered.


    "You have to control your temper, Remember we don''t want the judge thinking you can''t."


    "I know." He sighed in defeat. "I know.."


    "You have to show remorse." I added.


    "Yes, show remorse and not get angry by anything stupid they say on that stand. Got it !" He recoiled


    quietly.


    "I have the results on Eric''s remains and yes he was high and very much drunk." I said taking out the


    yellow envelope from my top cab drawer and handing it to him from across my mahogany desk.


    "Is it enough ?" He questioned and I knew exactly what he meant.


    "No its not enough but that is why I have a witness. His name is Fabio Carazo-" i throw him another file.


    "Bartender at Lavida night club, he can testify because he was there the night Eric was at the club. He


    had a couple of shots andined a bit about how his miserable his life was and how he wanted to


    commit suicide and that''s as much as we need to get your name cleaned up." I gave a triumph smile


    and he returned a smirk. "We could just say he deliberately walked into a moving car."


    "I''m impressed Raina." Derrick stood up towering over my height. "But I will be more impressed after


    I''m officially set free."


    "Damn right, you can count on it." I stifled augh. Suddenly his phone started ringing, then I gave him


    a nod to head on and answer while I get busy.


    "Cherry, honey I''m with mywyer right now." He forced a smile.


    "Yes, oh certainly." He said volubly.


    "I will be right there." He said ending the call.


    "Raina thanks alot but I have to be on my way. That was Cherry my soon to be fianc??e if I make it out


    of jail. I will certainly propose." He grimaced.


    "Oh, marriage again." I murmured without thinking, this was going to be Derrick''s sixth wife in his entire


    life. Grayson''s mother had been the second wife it didn''t evenst for atleast five years.


    "Don''t be like that Raina, Cherry is different. You know Cherry Macay the Filipino actress, you must


    know her." He gave a lopsided smile and I didn''t want to rain on his parade. I definitely knew her if he


    was talking about the Cherry Macay who had a graceful body and warm brown eyes but most of all


    was way younger than Derrick Collins. She had often been on the front cover for vogue and other


    online magazines. She was definitely one for the spotlight.


    "I know her." I forced a smile.


    "She is wonderful Raina." He chuckled to himself. "Grayson and yourself should meet her."


    "Well Grayson-" i was interrupted by the door opening. What happened to my personal assistant ?


    "Grayson did what ?" Gray walked in dressed in a sleek designer suit. He looked handsome, he took


    graceful steps towards his father and I.


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    "I was just saying you and Raina here should meet Cherry."


    "Father, i have told you time and again. I do not wish to meet your flings." Grayson rolled his eyes.


    "Now now dear son, this might be your future step mother; better start respecting her now." Derrick said


    frantically.


    "I only have one mother and she is dead." Grayson said ring at his father who seemed taken back.


    "You would know that obviously if you had attended the funeral or maybe if you had actually stuck


    around in my life." Gray said sarcastically. I felt horribly bad, was this exactly what would happen if I


    ever passed away. Angelo would continue his life with his new flings and my kids forgotten and taken to


    a boarding school while he lived a perfect life. I wouldn''t allow that, he had already abandoned them


    while they were alive infact the minute he knew they existed, he wanted them gone.


    "Grayson Collins, i am still your father so don''t you dare speak to like that." Derrick said frankly


    frustrated by Grayson''s attitude while on the other hand Gray was fuming with anger, his eyes crimson.


    This was indeed a touchy subject that I did not want to intervene in.


    "Well father I hope you end up in prison where you belong and i will dly throw you and your Filipino


    girl friend an extravaganza wedding. We will see if she even wants you by then because it''s likely she


    won''t and you know what else I''m gay." Grayson smirked at his father''s shocked fret expression.


    "What did you say ?" Derrick asked slowly.


    "I''m gay and you would be certainly aware of it, if you didn''t ship me off to a boarding school in


    Australia miles and miles away and alone after my mother''s death." He said in haughty but rather fret


    tone.


    "I''m leaving speak to me when you are in your right mind." Derrick flounced out of my office without


    another word. He seemed shocked, he seemed taken aback, he seemed hurt beyond anything, he


    seemed to have regrets that had no solutions, it seemed his past was following him.


    "Atleast now you can now wear dolce and Gabbana without him questioning why?" I mumbled and


    Gray gave me a toothy smile before pulling me in for a hug. My bestfriend has just went through his


    worst fear and it wasn''t as bad as he thought it would be. He was out of the closet, it must have been


    suffocating.