I quickly got dressed into my pyjamas and slowly crawled into my bed. I could not believe the day I had. I first went to some guy’s house and he managed to play along with a lie with me thinking it was all his, only to find out that it was not his house, then my ex-fiance carried himself to my house to kiss only to tell me he is getting married to his mistress and then some forbidden guy kissed me and probably wanted more but the minute I mentioned I was a virgin, he left. All of the guys I kissed that day ended tragically. The worst was I could not tell anyone about any of those. Especially the forbidden guy. So, I just laid in my bed and tried to think about it. I wanted to get out of bed and head into the room that Alessandro was sleeping in but I figured he did not want to see me after that unless I gave him what he wanted. I wanted to call my sister at that hour and have a chat with her but I knew she was not going to pick up. Or if she was going to pick up she would have proba
My father had finished making the pancakes and we both put some on our plates and went ahead to eat them. We left some, hoping that Alessandro was going to come back and have his share.“Something is wrong with Alessandro.” my father sighed.I kept quiet. Apparently, I was the only one in the family who did not seem to know him long enough to determine if someone was wrong with him. My mother in her grave was probably also seeing that something was wrong with him. “Maybe he just has some things to deal with.” I shrugged “Perhaps. But one thing about him, he will be very stressed about something but he will never his a stressed or worried face in public.” my father replied “Maybe it just hit him about Mom or something.” I continued to suggest possible reasons why he was in such a mood. But my father disagreed. I mean, he did have a right to disagree. It was his friend that he had been with for a while, so he would be able to tell if something was wrong with him. “You know the othe
After washing up the dishes, I went to the bathroom to get showered and dressed. My father did the same as well and then he came out of his room, smelling fresh and looking good. “You ready?” he asked me“Let me just spray myself one more time.” I said as I hurried back to my room to practically drown myself in my perfume. I walked out of my room to find my father fidgeting with his watch and squinting at it. “Ugh!” he groaned “What’s wrong?” I asked“I think the time on this thing is wrong and I can’t even see it. It’s so tiny.” he complained “Let me have a look at it.” I said as he pulled off the straps and handed it to me. I took a few minutes to look at his watch and then I handed it back to him. “I think it’s dead. It’s frozen. I think it got stuck on a time from like last night or yesterday.” I replied “Really?” he asked in disbelief“Yea.” I shrugged “It has been working for a long time and this is when it decides to die?” he practically wailed “Yea Dad, these things
“I guess we could come around. Do you still live in the same place?” my father questioned“Yep, down the Avery street,” she answered“Okay, we will be there around 6 or 7,” he said. She walked away, excitedly while I was wondering what my father agreed to. “Let’s go and get my watch and then we can go and get some desserts,” he said. “Wait, we can’t seriously be going for an impromptu dinner,” I asked as I widened my eyes. “Of course we are. Someone has offered to host us. You think I will say no to grilled chicken?” We walked back to the jewellery shop, and Tim handed my father the watch while he pulled out his wallet and paid him. “Hope to see you again, Eli,” Tim said“Likewise.” my father responded “And the same for you too, Tori,” he added on. We headed to the supermarket and I wanted to blend myself into one of those random aisles while my father was finishing off the shopping and wondering if he should get a simple chocolate cake or ice cream and custard or if he should
For some odd reason, I knew that there would be drama. I knew my father would not just accept a random dinner that was offered that same night. Unless the people came marching into the house with the food. He was too much of a person that wanted to keep to himself. “What drama?” I asked as I closed her bedroom door. “We really should get ready for this thing or your father will snap our heads off.” she laughed after she noticed my excitement. “Just tell me quickly and then I will go and get dressed.” I pressed. “No, got get changed first and then we will talk. I am home for a few more nights so we will still get to chat,” she said. I had no choice other than to going off to my room to get ready. I looked through my closet, hunting for what to wear, realising that I had not done my laundry in a while, so there was either a bunch of clothes that smelt like sweat or had stains on them. But eventually, I was able to find a pair of black jeans and a plain white T-shirt. I quickly hu
“Where is Roni with the shoes?!” I yelled at my mother as I paced around the room frantically. “Okay, okay… You need to calm down, young lady,” she spoke in a much calmer tone than mine as she held my shoulders. I stood still and looked at my mother’s light blue eyes. Her blue eyes soothed me. From when I was a little girl and I used to be afraid of anything. She would hold me, sing to me, and I would stare at her hypnotising light blue eyes until they soothed me. At that moment, with all the panic and frustration that was coursing through my veins, her light blue eyes calmed me. They soothed me. It was as if they sucked and drained all the stress, tension and panic out of me. “Everything is going to be alright. Everything is going to be okay. We are all here for you. We are supporting you. Your whole family is in there, waiting to see you walk down the aisle. Roni will get here with your shoes, and everything will be okay. Just breathe.” she said calmly. I took in deep breaths, t
“Uhhh…” the officiant froze in place. All of us froze. We did not understand what had just happened. I looked over at my father, and he seemed as puzzled as I was. I shrugged and then turned my head to Christopher's mother. She was as astonished as the rest of us. I turned around and also walked down the aisle. I tried to hurry down the long aisle as I held the ends of my dress, trying not to trip over it. I opened the doors and looked around. There was no sight of him. “Is he gone?” Roni asked as she came running to the back. I tried to walk on further as I heard the sound of Roni’s high heels clicking on the ground as she also ran. “TORI!” I turned around and saw my mother yelling for meI waved her off and continued to run. “CHRIS!” I called out, “CHRISTOPHER!” I knew he wouldn’t have gotten that far. If he was running or walking, he should have still been somewhere. I gave up and stopped running. I bent over as I huffed and puffed in search of oxygen. Roni finally caught u
We reached home with awkward tension filling the car. Mom and Roni awkwardly sat in their seats, hoping the distance would suddenly shrink. I was not even gobsmacked by what my father had said. I was never his favourite child to begin with. I did not even flinch at what he said compared to my mother, who reached out to him and held his thigh while Roni gasped. Once we reached home, I quickly climbed out of the car and headed straight for my bedroom. I ripped myself out of the wedding dress, kicked off my high heels, pulled out the uncomfortable and sharp pins in my hair and grabbed a wet cloth and wiped away the makeup on my face roughly. “Knock, knock” Roni knocked on the door and then twisted the handle. She had already jumped out of the bridesmaid dress and high heels too, but she still had her hair all tied up and makeup on. “Tori, I am really sorry.” she sighed as she walked up to me.I just kept quiet. I was not crying or upset or anything. I was just quiet. “I am really, r