After my meeting with Mark, I left without informing Celine. I hailed a cab that would take me to my destination.
"Where are you heading?" The middle aged driver asks.
I gulp as though I've been hit by a stray bullet, taking a deep breath before saying the words in my mouth.
"City Report House media." I retort, digging my nails into my palms as I clench my fist. 
Aside from the fact that I didn't want to do this to Ted, I also didn't want to achieve fame this way! It was so odd and negative. I wanted to be known by my passion and talent of pole dancing not coming on national television to say something inhuman about Ted.
I imagine him watching the news and freezing halfway to death after finding out that I had come all the way from home just to testify against him.
Well, of course I'm expecting him to know something was certainly wrong and I would never on my own accord come out to spoil his name on TV.
All these were Max's way of getting back at him for the fight which I still don't understand how it started, why it started, and what the reason for the fight is all about. 
I'm guessing the old man noticed that everything wasn't alright with me and so, he starts to speak to me.
"Are you okay, Ma'am?" He asks. 
It's as though my thoughts are put on hold and I shift my gaze from the window which I had been staring at for the longest time to respond to him.
"I'm fine, just migraines." I bite my lips as those lies escape them.
"Are you sure about that?" He asks again. I'm not a fan of explaining things but I didn't have a choice in this case.
"Yes…. Thank you." I smile, quickly shutting down our conversation.
I'm silently saying my last prayers. I don't want to do this. Ted would assume I want to get back at him for ditching me. Even though I really want to make him feel as hurt as I was when he left I still don't want to achieve it this way.
Ted's family could come after me. I'm not a public figure so eliminating wouldn't be a problem.
I don't know what to say when I get there or how to feel but all I know is that I am only doing this for my sister whom I love so much. I can not afford to lose her, not after what Mark had mentioned a few weeks back about her looking all sexy and attractive. 
I know Mark too well by now. When he wants something, he gets it by all means. And I had better get my hands on Ella before he does. 
At the same time, I feel extremely bad for making Ted go through what I'm about to put him through. but I don't exactly have any other choice than to do as Mark says.
The drive seems to be a pretty short one and I'm a few blocks away from the media house. 
I sniffle, feeling a liquid substance escaping my eyes, I try to blink them away as they fall freely down my eyes.
I took a deep breath, trying to forget about anything else aside from myself and Ella but that's close to not being possible. 
I gulp as he stops in front of the big building.
I whisper some words of motivation to myself like I always do, "I will be fine." I say silently.
In a fleet, I am standing in front of the gate as the cab driver who has been staring at me weirdly speeds off.
I roll my eyes at my present condition and sigh. Feeling all weak and feeble, I know this is only a phase. 
After comforting and consoling myself for some minutes, I finally start walking towards the radio house.
Some people attempt to stop me from entering inside but I force my way until I push the door of the report room open, placing everyone on halt. The security man who has been racing after me tries to drag me away but that is when I finally pull my mouth open and start talking.
"I am here regarding the news about Ted Young and my boyfriend who was halfway murdered by Mr Ted." I say, yelling on top of my voice.
Oh hearing this, the manager grins in a wicked way and says, "How true is this?" 
Does he think I am an imposter? "Mr Ted daily visits the club house where I work at. He is my customer and everyone knows about that." I twinkle my eyes around.
"So what do you want?" The man who I'm sure doesn't spare any time to smile like a normal human being asks.
I huff, "I'm here to tell the whole world why he had hurt my boyfriend and why our lives are in danger." My face had grown into a convincing frown and to be honest, that's not meant for the issue on ground. It's my way of showing grief for what I'm about to do.
"Very well, you will go live in a few moments. Bear in mind this isn't some child's play and you will take responsibility for any word you say. Meanwhile, we will protect you against whoever is after you and if you want, the police can get into the matter as well." 
I take a deep breath before saying, "Thank you."
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It has been over an hour or more since I left the radio station. The manager had been so happy and didn't seize the opportunity to thank me for coming to his media house and being so proud to say the truth and save Mark from those that thought he shouldn't have fought a big name like Ted. I don't understand what he meant by big name but I know Ted is a business man which makes him richer than my good for nothing ex.
I roll my eyes as I sort out ways to get home. So far, there are no cabs and it is getting me impatient and really angry.
After a while, I finally find one and directed him straight to my home.
I huff relief as I got out of the car but the second I look over my door, my heart misses a beat as I see Enid standing in front of my door.