We follow the small crowd to the area where the guests are, we didn't invite many people.Grey's family, out of respect. Dad, who had to be in a wheelchair and can't hardly move. It's sad, his body is starting to reject every treatment he can get now he's just...barely surviving.A few business associates and a few people that I know etc etc. The bridesmaids stand near the double doors leading outside, Nic and James stand with then on the other side of them.Nic glances at me and smiles, I hook my arm into JJ's and we walk straight to those doors.On either sides of us are the guests, I can feel their eyes on me. The angry and envious ones along with the proud ones, those of my fathers.I give him a teary smile, we stop by the doors. Four children appear infront of us.Nina and Kyle sharing one basket, Lucia and Noelle sharing another. They all looks so cute, I make my way down to their level."You guys look so beautiful
We've finally gone past almost all the congratulations from everyone, the hugs and kiss, presents and all.Now I can breathe, it was overwhelming with so many people on us. Xander laughed when I wondered how these people expected us to breathe when they were on us like glue.Now our fingers are interlocked, his hand is on my waist and mine is on his shoulder. Our bodies sway together in harmony, the small buzz in me hasn't taken a rest.My happiness hasn't reduced nor has my smile faltered. I love this feeling, the feeling that he brings with him. I couldn't get used to it."You know, I could've sworn I saw you shed a tear as I walked down the isle. Was I seeing things?" I ask teasingly, the corner of his lips rises."Yes, a snowflake had just landed on my face," he shrugs it off, I giggle."Hm. I best watch the wedding film, just to make sure," I wink placing my arms around his neck and he places his around my waist."If you must," I laugh, my head tipping back, his smile seems to wi
Blood.Screams.Tears.And camera flashes.Have journalists officially lost their sense of humanity? They're just doing their jobs.A very sh*tty job if you ask me.My body is still, unable to move or properly comprehend what I'm witnessing. My hands cover my mouth and silent tears stroll down my face.The sound of flesh against flesh rings through my ears. A large crowd has gathered around the scene, some screaming at my husband, others trying to get him off but he refuses.No one can seem to stop his anger, not even his sister. She's on her knees right besides him, crying and screaming out his name.Calling for him to stop but he doesn't, James is close to unconsciousness but that doesn't faze him.That he could possibly murder him, with proof that it was him due to the journalists or that he could file a case of assault against him he doesn't care.A sob escapes me, lookin
"What a day," I drag, I feel like I can sleep for days, I want to sleep for days. I am more than exhausted, seriously."I'm assuming you don't mean that in a good way?" Xander asks, I look up at him.No part of him is scathed except for his hands. It didn't even take us any more than an hour to get him out and now we're back at the hotel."Well, I just discovered that my brother left us to abuse a helpless woman. You beat him near to death and got arrested. All on our wedding day," I list, he remains silent."I'm sorry," he shuffles down to my level and presses his forehead against mine.His eyes hold truth and sadness behind them, "I didn't mean to ruin our day, or scare you or make you angry. I'm so sorry," his voice cracks, my throat clogs up but I push it down."You didn't ruin anything. The process of becoming your wife could never be ruined. If anything, it's one of the best moments of my life ever and I forgave you the moment you turned yourself in.You deserved but didn't dese
Had it not been for Noelle and Lucia laughing over some movie they're watching in our room, I would've slept longer.It's f*cking seven a.m.Xander laughs when he sees my pissed off face as I glare at the girls' backs, they don't even feel the anger radiating off of me.I can't blame them anyway.After a few seconds I sigh and close my eyes for a bit but my husband makes it his duty to pull me to him and pepper my face with kisses.I can't help the giggles that escape me, "Morning Mrs Grey," my lips tug up, I love the sound of that."Mr Grey," I return, cupping his cheek my eyes fall on the rings that have conjoined with the first one, nothing short of sparkles and expensive as expected.Our lips connect and God I can never get enough of the feel of his lips on mine, the sparks and warmth are a loved bonus.We pull back and stare into each other's eyes, love, admiration, happiness and disbelief swims in the brown.I can't help the tug at my lips as he laughs, "what?" I ask softly, he s
I oil my hands and start just below her a*s, kneading the soft skin of her thigh then slowly down to her calf.I bring her calf up and over her thigh then back down, I do the same with the other then massage her other leg.My hands follow the shape of her a*s, it may not be the biggest but I love it nonetheless.I follow the curve of her waist and then flip her over, a loud gasp escapes but I muffle it with my lips.The kiss is sensual and slow but ignites something in me. I may have kissed her a million times but each time our lips meet it feels like I never have.I'll never get tired of them or the buzz that comes with them. Her tongue sweeps over my bottom lip before diving into my mouth and dominating me.One hand stays firmly on her waist while the other roams up to her breast and plays with it.I can feel the increase of her heartbeat against her chest, I keep my hand there and allow her to take over in the kiss.She doesn't pull back which leads me to wonder if I'm dizzy from h
Initially, I wanted to prove Rosaleigh wrong. She'd asked if I could prepare any Switzerland delicacies, I said I couldn't but wondered how hard it could be.I mean, how hard can it be?I ended up burning the cheese and because we were too focused on the burnt cheese, the potatoes in the oven suffered the same fate.We then decided on room service while we watch a movie, "Now this is how you make Raclette," she teases while moaning softly.I give her a playful side eye then we continue eating in silence, I couldn't focus on the movie, granted that it's in German.But Rosaleigh on the other end has her eyes glued to the screen, following the subtitles like they're just words in a book.The flash of recognition when a certain word is repeated and reaction of the actors, she's a quick learner.The entire two hours my eyes are on her, observing her every move. The flash of hatred when Hans is with Kristin, when she bites her lip in anticipation.Occasional realization that her stomach is
Rosaleigh's P.O.V "No, no, no guys! Two vases at each table! And there are supposed to be ten chairs at each table, why am I seeing six?!" With a groan I slump onto one of the chairs.This wasn't a good idea, being on my period and planning the new year's ball, not for me.I should've listened when Xander insisted that I stay at home and rest, now I feel nothing but regret and exhaustion.Speak of the devil, he appears out of thin air wearing Prada and carrying a bag of Chinese takeaway.An immediate grin plasters itself on my face, I stand up and engulf him in a hug. "Omg you're the best," I squeal, he laughs hugging me back with one arm.I want to pull away and take the Chinese but the feel of being in his arms is comforting and somehow chases away all my cramps."I missed you," I find myself saying, although it's only been a few hours, it felt like years in my eyes.Time is different when he isn't here, it goes by so slowly and begrudgingly I hate it."I missed you too gorgeous,"
*3 years later*Xander's P.O.VI look up from my laptop to see Lucia leaning against my doorframe.It's crazy how she's grown up to look nearly the exact replica of her sister."Hey."I close the device and give her my full attention. "Hi."She scratches her head and gives me a nervous smile, "I-" She stutters as someone behind her clears her throat."We were hoping we could ask you for something." I raise an eyebrow."Well, I'm moving out to college in a few weeks and it's nearly uhm Rosie's memorial day, and we were hoping we could get some things that belonged to Rosaleigh. For memories?"My heart stops for a moment before it continues its job."Haven't you already been doing that for the past three years?" I try to laugh it off even though it's pissed me off every time.Although, Rosie was her sister and she deserves something just as much as I'd love to have kept everything of hers to myself.She hasn't moved things around, I'm grateful for that."I have and I would have continue
"Xander, man. Open up!" It's Nic. I wonder why he's here."The children are with Julia. Open up brother. What is going on?" he asks, I haven't moved in hours.Qaia is asleep in my arms, her face reminds me so much of Rosie's."If you don't open up the door, I am going to break in." Nic announces, he can't but I don't want him hurting Qaia when the door cracks from the impact, so I stand up and unlock it.He walks in, "you look fucked up." He comments the moment his eyes land on me.I don't respond. I don't have the energy to. "What's wrong man? You've got the kids all worried. And where is Ros-" his sentence dies off when he looks at the bed."Fuck." Tears well up in my eyes again.He pulls my head towards his and connects our forehead, "I'm so sorry." Tears are strolling down both our faces. "I-I don't know what happened. Noelle told me she wasn't breathing and... I just shut down. She can't be gone, Nicholas." I sob harder."I know, man, I know. I'm so sorry." His voice is soft,
*Two hours later*"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Grey, it's a healthy baby girl."No words can explain the feeling that is spreading throughout my body. My heart feels so... I just don't know how to describe it.Rosie and I connect eyes, I can see the pure bliss going on behind them like a storm of some sorts, tears stream down her face, and I lean over to wipe them off."You did it, mariposa." I kiss her forehead. Our baby girl's cries fill the entire room, I throw my shirt off and accept her small frame. "8 pounds and 10 ounces," he tells me.Her face is reddened as she cries out, I sit beside Rosie and hand her over. Rosie starts to hiccup as silent tears stream down her face. She runs her finger over our baby's face."Shh-shh baby, mommy and daddy are here." she whispers, looking up at me. She cries even more when she sees me. She reaches out with one hand and wipes away the tears I didn't know I was shedding."We did it," I smile.We hold her for a while longer until the docto
After the heart to heart, if I can call it that, Xander took the pills and fell asleep. I, on the other hand, could not.I sat for hours just staring at him, so many times his face morphed from peace to anguish and from anguish to peace. It hurt me.My heart was broken. It still is.When dawn started to settle in, I spent my time on his laptop till full sunrise. I read up on the email he'd been reading, and a part of me felt guilty for not wanting to take the chemo.The other part of me was still insistent on not taking it. It would be a miserable play for all parties, I know from experience.I felt horrible for being happy and recalling all my favorite memories to my dad when all he could do was lay in his bed, hooked on machines. I ended up getting emotional and stressed, so I shut the laptop and began the day. To get my mind off everything, I had a virtual tour of the institute, then had an interior designer meet me at the house to discuss.After that, I spent time with Noelle as
"I think it's a girl. Only she can allow you to eat something like that," I freeze, my wrap just about to dip into my McShake.Ice cream turned into more cravings.I give him a deadly look, which has him laughing out loud. "She'll be an exact replica of you. She'll have your smile, your hair, your eyes, and your laugh. She's going to break many hearts because she won't be allowed to date until we're the same age." He smiles, I giggle."So, never?" He kisses my forehead."She'll have your smarts too," I finish my shake and turn to him."Well I for one, know it's going to be a boy. He'll have my hair color with your teenage curls. Everything else about him will be yours, his facial features; his voice, his eyes. Maybe he'll be lean," I shrug.His eyes hold suspicion in them, "So Jeremiah Fisher is out of the picture?"Shocked, I playfully slap his arm. "Firstly, that was one time. Secondly, that wouldn't be a bad idea either. Either way I—"Everything I ate in the last hour comes up my
Despite my wishes to keep my birthday small and at home, Xander thought otherwise, and by otherwise, I mean:He bought a private island near the Maldives, we didn't stay at it because it was barren, but we did go to it and suggested that we name it and soon talk to designers, for a beach house.A virtual meeting with a Hermès designer for a custom Kelly bag, I don't know how he did it, but he did. To say I was lost would be an understatement, Xander just laughed at me when i didn't know what to answer when it came to the leather types.He took me shopping, obviously, skiing, and I tried surfing but failed profusely. Xander, on the other hand, looked like Gabriel Medina at his best.There's nothing this man can't do.We spent a day at the villa and gave each other massages and watched movies.I loved those three days, but when we came back to the United States, I realized that I love being home rather than being away, or maybe it just has something to do with being around the girls.I
The next couple of months pass by in a blur, a week after the Logan topic we spent a couple of days in New Zealand for Xander's birthday.In June we finally got to building the institute, it's still a working progress as we speak.In the same month, I don't know what strings Xander pulled but Shane Grey signed over the rights of the company over to Xander with no argument. We celebrated just the two of us together.Ever since that day, Logan and Sophia never got in contact, she finally decided to go see the psychiatrist I recommended her. She was broken when he'd cut contact but as time passed she started to seem more like herself as Xander said.We celebrated Lucia's birthday at Disneyland late June.July fourth we finally took Rosander on a joyride if you can call it that, I think we all enjoyed the night. Xander and Julio put their differences aside for that day and even chatted among themselves, including Nic, as they all sa
His body stiffens for a minute but he continues to walk around like it doesn't affect him, it does."Yes, I guess you've missed out on a lot haven't you? While you were slowly killing a defenseless woman, I was trying to pay for our father's chemo and trying to save our brother from rotting in prison for something he never did." I let the words settle in."Well didn't you do a great job at that?" He chuckles dryly, anger bubbles in me.I walk up to him and stare him down, he doesn't shy away. "What happened to you? The James I know would have never hit a woman or abandoned his family," He chuckles again, "You mean the family that is slowly dying one by one?""That is no excuse James! I thought I could rely on you, even if you disappeared occasionally you would always pull through, but I guess you were too busy weren't you?" "What I do with my life does not concern you," disgust flows through every vein in my body.I ca
The constant beep of the heart monitor is silent.The bed is empty.The entire room is silent.My mind doesn't bother to find any reasoning, and my heart beats achingly.He's gone.There's no going back, and I have to accept it.Of course I cried, he's my father. Whether or not he's alive, he will always be, and he left with a piece of my heart; all of our hearts.A week after we came back to L.A., he left us, and a week later, we buried him next to our mother's grave.I broke down, became sick, grieved, and then I pulled myself together for my sisters.That was over two months ago. My heart still aches for my father, but it's dulled. It was time. He got his last wish, I got married.Lucia has gotten better, I'm happy that it didn't take that much of a toll on her as compared to mom's death.We've moved into the new house, the kids love it. Xander and I love it.Being back though has separated us for a while, he's been stuck in piles of work and complications with his father.Despite