My best friends husband

Solomon Richards

✨Michael's POV✨

I wake up to the sun blazing in my face i check my phone but i have no messages I'm not surprised it's been a couple of weeks since i told Rose the truth about Brad and North Yankton she said she needed time to process it all i guess i should be thankful she didn't leave me i pull myself up and go to the bathroom. As i look in the mirror i jump at the sight of myself "I look like shit" i say to reflection "Yeah you smell like shit too" a voice says making me jump i turn around and see Trevor sitting on my toilet i roll my eyes "What the fuck man" i ask him flinging my arms in the air

"What?" Trevor asks me just staring at me "Um a little privacy would be nice" he tells me pointing the door "Yeah whatever" i say as i walk out i go back to my bedroom to get dressed i throw on the first thing i can see i walk out of my closet to be greeted by Trevor again "T have you never heard of knocking?" He shakes his head to say no i sigh "Why are you even here? I thought Lester was putting the final touches together ready to go next week" i tell Trevor checking my phone "Rose isn't home so i thought I'd come to bother you instead" he tells me with a smile i look at him "What do you mean isn't home? Where has gone?" He shrugs his shoulders i know he's lying "Whatever then you want some breakfast?" I ask Trevor since I have hear his belly grumble "Sure i could go for breakfast"

✨Rose's POV✨

"Hey sorry I'm late traffic was a nightmare and since i cant drive its even more annoying" i tell the man sat across from me he shakes his head "No it's fine.. please sit" he points to the chair in front of him "So, have you got any information for me?" The man nods "Yes, do you want know what i found out?" I nod eagerly "Please" he opens his big book "Well your father change his last name to Richards, he owns one of the biggest movie companies here in LS called 'Richards Majestic Productions'" he tells me I'm shocked he's the maker of some of my favourite movies how i could not tell? "Do you want me to carry on?" I nod

"He currently has the on sets of dementia, which means his memory will deteriorate and his memories will be forgotten" i feel a pain in my chest "How bad is it now?" I ask eagerly, the man flips a few pages "Right now about the past 15/20 years are just a blur to him" i sigh feeling mad at myself all these years I've felt nothing but hatred towards the man and he can't even remember what he's done

"So where is he?" I ask he reads a piece of paper "It's known to people that he spends most of his time at him with his son Lazlow, which is your half brother i suspect you already knew that" i nod "It was actually I'm who told me about dad in the first place" i explain "Well if you want to see him again i suggest you do it pretty soon, i have his address written down for you" he hands me the paper with the address on it I'm hesitant but i take it "Thank you so much for all your help it means a lot" i say shaking the mans hand "Reuniting famines it what i do Miss Jones" he explains smiling i hand him an envelope with his payment in there "Its all there, feel free to check" i say he hakes his head "No need, i trust you"

The man walks away not looking back i turn my attention to the piece of paper in my hand i sigh i take my phone out and call yet another cab if I don't do this now i wont ever do it, I don't wait long for my taxi and before i know I'm stood outside the gates of my fathers mansion i press the buzzer on the gate "Hello?" The familiar voice of Lazlow says "Hi, it's Rose" i say he doesn't say anything back maybe he didn't want me here? Just as I'm about to walk away the buzzer sounds and the gate opens i see Lazlow stood the otherside "Where you going? You just got here sis" he says i turn around with a smile i walk through the gates to him

"It's really nice to finally have you here but how did you get the address?" He asks me "I hired a PI, I'm sorry if it upsets you but with dads history i had to make sure you wants lying to me" he nods "No i totally get that i would have done the same" i sigh "So dementia, pretty nasty" i say trying to make conversation so it doesn't feel awkward he sighs "Yeah his memory gets worse but he still remembers us" he informs me we walk through the front door we are greeted by housekeepers who take my coat "Thank you" i say her the little women who smiles at me before we walk into the living room Lazlow stops me "Take a deep breath" he tells me