Hey readers, here is the next part of A Bunch Of Bitter Lies.

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Jacob stared at her, the familiar lust filling his eyes. Becca was still in the house but looking for a new house. He looked through his binoculors and got a clearer view. He wanted her. He needed her.

Juliet turned around. Throughout the day she had a feeling that someone was following. If only she knew she was right. She looked back at William who was standing near the tree. He was talking to someone at work all day. 

"Hey, babe, I need to go to work quickly okay. Just go home and order some food, okay?" He gave her some notes. "Great! Love you babe." He kissed the top of her head and ran down the street. She sighed as she started to walk down the street. They just got out the house and he was already gone. She barley saw him today, he was in his office all day. 

When she got home she ordered some pizza but only ate half a slice. Her appitaiate was gone. She needed something to do while William was at work. Cautiously, she opened the door to William's office door. Looking around, the papers on her left caught her eyes. Her name was written in bold block letters. She slowy picked up the papers and blinked away the tears. She read it over again and again, wishing that the words would jumble and make another. The tears fell off her face and onto the paper. Then another and another. She looked down at the paper again and finally accepted what it said. 

"DIVORCE OF WILLIAM MATTHER CLARKSON AND JULIET MARIE WILLIAM CLARKSON."

"Divorce..." She muttered to herself. She couldn't believe it. 

"You gonna sign it or not?" She turned around and saw William standing at the doorway, staring at the carpet. 

"You can't be serious." She got closer to him. "Please, just tell me you're lying. Liam please," she begged. 

"I am. Now sign it." 

"Why?" she whispered. It was the only question that was going through her mind. 

"Because, I am not happy. I don't wanna be in a relationship that is holding me back. Not anymore." 

"Fine." She picked up the paper and slammed it onto the desk. 

"When you're done just leave it on the desk." 

William grinned as he walked out. His plan was working. He checked if all the preparations were ready and smiled again. He carefully got out the black velvet covered box and opened it one last time, making sure it was there. 

He heard her open the door again and got down on one knee. Juliet stood still. The candles guided her to a kneeling William. The petals were bllod red. She slowly made her way to William, following the candles and petals. 

"Juliet, I know that you just signed the divorce papers, but I wanna do this again. And I wanna do it right. I wanna start over Juliet. I wanna make it right. I wanna give you that dream wedding that you always wanted. Girls always talk about that kind of stuff and I want you tobe able to talk about it. I wanna have that feeling when it's our wedding day. I wanna wait at the end of the alter and watch you walk down in your beautiful, beautiful dress. I wanna hear David say his best man speech, even though we know he will fluke it. I wanna start again, a new fresh start between us." He stared up at her, and nervously asked, "So what I'm trying to say is that, Juliet, will you marry me? Again?" 

She stared at him, glaring. "You made me feel like shit, Liam. I thought you really hated me. All you had to do was propose again and that's all. You are so stupid!" 

"I'll take that as a no then." He mumbled. He could feel the back of his neck burning in embarrasment. Why would she want to mary me again, he thought.

"Liam, you are the stupidest person I know. And you make mistakes, so does everyone, but you more than others. But my point is, although we have our bad moments, I don't know what I'd do without you. You make my crazy life complete. Thank you."

"So is that yes or no? 'Cus Im kinda confused." 

She laughed, "Of course it's a yes." 

He jumped up from the floor and twirled her round the room. "I love you," he kept repeating. After he put her down, he stared down into her forest green eyes. "Thank you. Thank you so much." He leaned down and they shared a kiss. "I wanna take you out. To celebrate." 

"That sounds fun."

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"Juliet!" 

"What?!" She called from the kitchen. 

"I can't fix the tie!" She rolled her eyes and walked upstairs. He could fix his tie every other morning. 

"You fix it every time you go work." She said as she walked into the room. 

"I know." He went up to her and gave her a small kiss. "I just missed those lips of yours." He smirked as he slapped her bum. 

"You idiot. You were gonna come downstairs anyways."

"Sorry babe, couldn't wait." He smiled at her as he kissed her again. 

"Come on, we are gonna be late." Juliet pushed him away. He looked down at her and smiled. 

"You look beautiful. Like always." Juliet stared down at the royal blue knee length dress that Britney gave to her. 

"Thanks." She smiled up at him. He held his arm out to her, 

"Ready to go M'lady," he said in a British accent. 

""Why yes I am." She replied back. They both laughed as they walked out the house. But Juliet still couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was following. 

"What you thinking about?" William asked curiously. 

"Sorry, what?"

"I said what you thinking about. You've been standing outside the door for like ten minutes." 

"Oh my god, really?"

"No," he laughed. "Only been a minute. But get in the car, it's freezing out there!" Once he said that, she felt the chills going down her spine. 

"Sorry."

"What's wrong?" 

"Nothing." She sighed. "I just feel as though someone is following me." Juliet looked over at William's pulled face. She shook her head. "Forget it, I'm just being stupid."

"No, you're not. I thought it was only me." William said slowly. If only he knew...

"Well, it doesn't matter now. What are we gonna do tomorrow? I mean our anniversary was tomorrow." 

"Hhmm, I guess we can stay out home, or go out if you want." 

"Staying home sounds good to me."

"Or just the bedroom." He winked at her.

"God, what is wrong with you?" She laughed. 

"You are the only one to blame. You have to go round and look all sexy." 

"You should go to specsavers and get your eyes tested out." 

"No. I had an appointment two weeks ago." He faced her and whispered, "You are beautiful. And I don't care if you don't believe it because I will beat the hell out of you if you say that you aren't. You even beat cake." She raised an eyebrow at him. 

"You're comparing me to cake?" 

"No. You just know what I mean. Oh, can we make a cake tomorrow?" 

"Sure..."

"What? I just wanna make a cake." 

"Yeah. I got that. I think you eat too much cake." 

"That's why I have the gym in the house."

"You are so spoilt." 

He grinned, "I know." 

"Sir, you're here." Jacob Skiller said from the front.

"Thanks Jacob." Juliet said as she got out. 

"You weren't meant to open the door." William grumbled as they walked up to the enterance. 

"Aww, thanks though, but I like using my hands somethimes." 

"You can use your hands on me any time you want." He whispered in her ear. 

"You dirty, dirty boy." 

"I guess I should be punished."

"Stop. I will shout and get you arrested."

Jacob Stew watched from afar. He cursed as William took her away in the car. They didn't even make it to the steps of the restaurant. His phone beeped with a notification. David posted on twitter. 

"Have to go France next week for a few days with my best mate @WillMClarkson"

Jacob smirked to him self. That's when his plan was going to take place. He would make love to Juliet again. Touch her, taste her, he could do anything with her. He was going to take Juliet back when William went to France.

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So, will he get her? Or will the police finally catch up? You'll find out later ;)

thanks for reading :) 

Till next time.