Save The Smart Angel

10

(Melissa POV)

Over the next few days, my guess was, Owen made a choice because he didn't contact me. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised right. I went to work and thanks to Tyson, some bad and so-so dates, but nobody really caught my eye, and then to my surprise Shay came into town, they were going to show her line of clothing in a fashion show, and wanted me to model it for her, saying that I had the perfect complexion and body shape to pull it off, I could never say no to her, so I said it was fine.

I was also noticing someone was following me, part of me wanted to be paranoid and say maybe Blackner,  but they had their heads so far up their own asses, I doubt they had time. The person was taking pictures and all but of me in my everyday life, nothing scandalous or anything. The night of the show they had a practice run and I got to refresh my runway strut and I always had tons of fun doing it. To my horror a lot of Shay's styles were with heels, I just begged God to make this go smoothly.

After practice Shay and I went to get something to eat, and talked a while. I told her how it went with Owen and how he just was to far into the money world for me, so I was just ready to move on and really start to look at other options, which weren't any.

"Girl, stop, Tyson's been telling me of the men he's put in front of you and all you can say is he's okay, and all. You're not over Owen, or what else are you waiting for?"

I looked at her and I knew she was right, but I had to get over him, he wanted his money and power more then he wanted me, so I wasn't going to give him any more time.

"I guess I want someone to wow me, like someone who can say I went from rags to riches and hasn't let that change them, and it's not the money part I mean really wow me."

"Hmm, well, maybe at the show, some one might wow, you." She grinned and we got done and headed back.

We got things in order and I started getting my look ready for my first part of the show and Shay was right these clothes were amazing and comfy, and the heels weren't that bad either.

"Shay! Can I ask you a huge favor!?'

"Chole, what's wrong!?'

"One of my girls got sick and I really need at least one more, would your girl please model some of my lines Please!"

"What type of clothes are me talking about?" I asked hearing everything, but regretted it when I saw the little glint in her eye. And she came back with a line of lingerie, my eyes went wide, seriously those things were allowed to be shown on the runway?

"Chole I don't..."

"Please and you'll be wearing masks so nobody will notice it's even you."

I looked at Shay and just shrugged at me. I sighed and looked over the intimate clothing.

"Fine, but I'm doing the ones that cover a little more."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Soon I could hear people walking in and sitting down, I finished getting ready and waited nervously for the show to begin.

(Owen's POV)

"Mother I really have no idea why you asked me to come I have no real eye for fashion."

"I came to support your sister, son, ever sense she's gotten into this, it's like she's a whole new person, she's bloomed into a beautiful woman, and if she continues to grow I would like to support her more often after my concert."

I felt her sadden a little she wasn't old or even looked bad for her age, but she just didn't want to  continue tour around the world, and by the sounds of things, she and my father weren't stay together for very long either. I could see me and Roxanne in whatever time we get, to get divorced, I just couldn't find the right time to tell my father I didn't want to marry her, but the date was getting closer and closer.

Soon the show started, the lights and music calling all my attention, some of the styles were eye catching and promising, some were something I could never see my sister wear, but there she was in all her glory,  Jenny had really grown into her skin, and looked stunning. Then like the other times I've seen her, there she was, Melissa, walking with such confidences and grace, then posing with elegance.

"My, My, Melissa is definitely a woman of many talents, she looks breath taking up there."

I agreed with my mother, I had never thought she was the type to be in the modeling world, but here she was and being the talk of some, I could hear some of the men and women, commenting and they were impressed.

My heart was hammering in my chest, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever known. All too soon the more intimate side of fashion came out and to make it more alluring, they we wearing masks, but my insides twisted in anger and jealousy as I recognized, Melissa in the clothes. I could see the men want to eat her whole with their eyes, she body was the honey and the bees were swarming.

Soon the lights came on and everyone gave the designers and show coordinators a round of applause and those that could went back and congratulated the models and the designers. My mother and I went looking for Jenny, but I was looking for Melissa. When I found her she was talking to a man, and she was laughing and flirting, I felt my fists ball, but I waited. Then he kissed her hand, and it took everything in me not to start throwing punches. She left and he turned, I recognized him, it was the Spaniard from the party. He didn't even look at me, just walked right past me, what was he doing with Melissa.

I waited a little longer and walked into where she had gone, fortunately she was alone. I walked up to her. As she turned to look at me.

"You looked amazing up there."

"Thanks, but if you'll excuse me.."

"Melissa, please...I can't think straight, you've been on my mind so much..."

"Apparently, not enough you made your choice, Owen, now let me live in peace, go to your Father, I hope you are all happy."

"Melissa, give me time, I need you.. I want you, but give me time..."

"I've given you enough of my time, Owen, you and your money can go to hell, and leave me out of it."

She pushed past me, my heart hurting at not being able to give her what she wanted. Soon I meet up  with my mother and sister, and drowned out everything they said, as we left Jenny at her hotel and then we headed back to my home, when we got inside I could tell, something was up.

"How was the show?" asked Roxanne, coming over to kiss me.

"Informative." I said sitting at the sofa.

"I thought it was beautiful, Jenny is definitely in her element."

"Anyway, babe, I have some great news!"

My mother looked at Roxanne, I just couldn't most of her good news was something I didn't care to know, I bet this won't be any different. But she squealed.

"You're going to be grandparents!"

My eyes went flying open, and I was on my feet so fast.

"Congratulations, you two, a baby before the wedding but hey you'll be married."

"No, we, won't," I found myself saying, they all stared at me, and I looked at Roxanne," that baby is in no way mine."

"Don't be immature, son, I understand that when you can't keep your hands off each other..."

"Father, I have not touched this woman, ever, we have never been in the same bed, for this to happen!"

"Owen, you're going to be a Father, and you're hurting our baby..."

"It's not mine, I don't care what c**k pit story you told him, but that baby is not mine!"

My father seemed to stand at his full height, and came up to me, and with out warning back hand smacked me, in the face.

"This child is yours, and you will treat it as such, and respect your fiance, or else you can forget me ever supporting you, in the way that I have, do you understand me!"

Mother came over to me and looked at my face, I honestly didn't understand, why he wanted this for me, but once I looked at my mother I knew she was on my side, so I did what I should've done a long time ago.

"Then I'm done, take your money and leave me alone, you want to take her with you then do it, I have let you push me into so many things, I'm done, take your money, your company, and whatever else you gave me, I don't want it or need it."

My father looked like he was just punched in the face, he really hadn't expected that from me. Roxanne, came around toward me.

"Babe, if the baby is what upsets you i can get an abortion, and we can..."

"There isn't a "We" Roxanne there never was, I was stupid to think this would work out between us, when you seriously don't have an idea for the future, and I'm not telling you what that is either, we're not getting married the wedding is off and I'm not rich anymore so don't pretend you cared about anything but my father's money."

She seemed to scuff like I just said the most immature thing ever, but I was right.

"I want you out of this condo, by..."

"That's where you're wrong, this condo is my son's he bought it with his money not yours, but he's right take your company name and all that company is his, and he has worked hard to keep it afloat."

"I want a divorce!" He yelled at my mother.

"Oh, I almost forgot, here." she handed him a small pile of papers," they just need your signature."

"You'll get nothing from me, you ungrateful, b***h!"

"Oh, and neither are you from me or did you forget the pre nup, have a nice life."

A while later Roxanne walked out with all her things, and tomorrow the rest was going. I hugged my mother tightly I have never felt so free in all my life, and for once I felt like I was in charge of it.

(Melissa"s POV)

After the show, I was surprised to find Alejandro coming back to talk to me, he invited me and Shay for dinner, and to my surprise they hit it off so well, we laughed and enjoyed the night, and they headed back to Alejandro's motel room. I went home and showered my legs were tried and I just wanted to sleep, with work the next day.

A few days past, Shay now back in Europe and Alejandro in Spain, and I back to work and Tyson now dating James who according to Tyson had no real job. Everyone in the company just got an en mail, saying that the company was no longer owed by Jasper Blackner aka Owen's father. So the twenty or so people that worked for Owen half walked out on him, and the rest wanted to help Owen get back on his feet. I felt proud of Owen, but I wasn't going to look for him, he needed time to collect himself.

Then one afternoon as I was walking back from the supermarket eating an ice cream cone, I saw a black Tahoe following me. I ignored it until it suddenly pulled up in front of me, and out stepped a man, if I'm not mistaken in his mid fifties and tall for some reason, I didn't feel threaten, as he stepped out and slowly walked toward me. He was wearing some jeans a white dress shirt and a suite jacket. with brown boots, but when I looked at his face, my whole body went numb. His face I had only seen in pictures and in my dreams.

"Dad?"