Truth? Or Lies? 😲 Part 3
You were lying in your bed waiting for Sirah to call. Hours past. Your phone rang. You answered right away. "Sirah?" 'Hey y/n.' "So?" 'She's......' "What? What is it?" 'She's convinced it's true.' "What? Oh my god. What did she say?" 'She's very upset. I tried convincing her it was fake but she's in denial. I don't know why. I'm going to keep trying.' "I should go over there." 'No y/n. Don't. Let her breathe.' "Well what am I going to do?! I can't just sit here!" 'Try and find proof that it was doctored. Then show Demi. But for now.....just try and let me handle this...please.' "Okay....let me know what Demi says." 'I will.' You tried you sleep. You tossed and turned but finally fell asleep for a few hours. You woke up in the morning and headed to tmz to try and get some answers and maybe to actual taping of the interview. You showed up and walked in. You snuck past the receptionist and headed down to editing. You walked by and peaked in to see if there was anyone in the room. The coast was clear. You ran in and locked the door behind you. 'Can I help you?' You turned. "Uh. No. Um I'm.....I.T. I'm here to.....update your computers." 'Look I can tell your not I.T. What're you doing in here?' You sighed. "I came to get a taping of an interview I did....." he smiled. 'Look. I hate what they are doing out there....I'm only here because I leak the actual videos for a shit load of money. I'll get you that recording.' "Awesome." 'On one condition.' "What?" 'You saw nothing. You came in and stole it. You say anything. I can ruin your life. Agreed?' "Who are you?" 'Great. Now let's get that recording.' He typed away on his computer and looked up the recording. 'Got it.' "Great! Soooo how does this work? Do you email it to me? Or give me a copy?" 'I can email it to you.' "Great." He emailed it to you. 'Okay. So what's the story of you get caught?' "I came in. Stole it." 'Great. Now.....get out before I call security.' You nodded and walked out. You started walking down the hall. 'Y/n?' You turned around. It was the reporter who interviewed you. "Hi Tom." 'What're you doing here?' "Um....I think I left my jacket here the other night." 'Lets go see if it's here.' He led you to the dressing rooms. You walked in and tried to pretend like you were looking for a jacket. "Hmmm it's not here. I can't seem to find it anywhere....oh well thank you for letting me look." You started to walk and he grabbed your arm. 'I know why you were here.' "What're you talking about?" He smiled. 'You wanted a job!' "Oh haha yeah. Totally." 'Come by another time and we will interview you!' "Yup sounds great! Bye!" You started walking out quickly and ran to your car. You opened up your email and saw the anonymous email. You opened the link and there it was. The actual interview. You sighed In relief. You called Sirah. "Sirah hey. Great news." 'Y/n. Now isn't a great time.' "I got the proof! We can show Demi what really happened!" 'Y/n.....something happened.......'
