All On Contract

Chapter Two: Moving away

Tessa's P.O.V:
"You packed for tomorrow?" Leroy asks as I sort out a few papers in the studio. I don't reply as I keep my eyes fixed on the files infornt of me on my desk. Leroy takes off his glasses and sighs as he leans back into the chocolate coloured chair. "Tessa." He sighs.

"What, Leroy? What the hell do you want from me this time!" I snap at him as I slam the file on my desk.

"If your still angry about this whole engagement thing then-" He starts but I cut him off.

"Of course i'm angry! You made me sign my fucking life away!" I say raising my voice even more.

"I didn't force you into this!" Leroy shouts.

"But you suggested it, didn't you? You probably planned this for weeks without even telling me. I mean Marshall Mathers? After all these things he was saying to me about wanting to fuck me and you go ahead and decided to get us engaged! Marshall Mathers! Really?" I throw my hands in the air.

"You used to be a fan!" Leroy asks in disbelief.

"Yh 'used to'. Highlight those two words Leroy." I huff as I stand up.

"If you want out of this I can get you out of it." Leroy says as I pull on my jacket.

"Well it's too late now since the contract is signed and sealed!" I say as I grab my bag and make my way towards the door.

"Tessa-" Leroy says stepping infront of me.

"The only reason I am doing this is to make amends with my family. I don't give a shit about the fame and my godamn career." I say before I walk out and slam the door behind me.

***

Today is my last day in California. Marshall and Paul had given me two months to pack before I move in with him. No one knows about this engagement being fake. Karla's not allowed to tell anyone neither am I or Leroy.

I look around my home one last time as I make my way downstairs. God knows when the hell i'll see this place again, I just hope it's sooner then later. I'm gonna miss California.

It's going to take me a long time to get used to Detroit. Hell, I don't think i'll ever get used to it. I was born and raised in California. A few of my teen years were spent in England but California is my home.

Sighing, I close the front door behind me and turn on my heels to walk towards the escalade where Karla and my driver are talking.

"All done!" I sigh as I hand over my last suitcase to my driver.

"I don't want you to go!" Karla turns towards me and whines.

"Me too.." I sigh. "Please keep me up to date on every thing...Espically on your health!" I say as I pull her in for a hug.

"I will." She sighs on my shoulder.

"I was thinking....Maybe you should move to Detroit. I still have my old apartment in Detroit and we can redecorate it for you to move in." I shrug.

"That'd be awesome Tess." She smiles wide. "But, we have work." She shrugs. Chris and Karla are both chief's of general surgery and work at the same hospital.

"Oh come on. Chris loves Detroit, he grew up there. I'm sure he can find a doctor's job there!" I nudge her.

"We'll think about it. Thanks for the offer." She smiles, I sigh as I shield my eyes from the sun.

"I don't want to leave you behind!" I whine again.

"I know...Now get in your car before I start to tear up.." Karla says quietly, I blink away tears as I go for another hug. I kiss her on her hair and turn around quickly before I start to cry.