"O-Oliver?" I stutter once I find my voice. His black hair is tussled and his hands are shoved in the pockets of his black jeans.
He takes a deep breath after I say his name before he starts to talk, "I'm so sorry Bianca." I look at him with my eyes going wide.
"For what? Breaking my heart?" I choke out and feel my eyes start to sting. "Is it because of what happened in August?" My voice breaks at the end and a single tear rushed down my cheek.
"No!" Oliver exclaims with a hurt look in his eyes. "I would never do that! I was going to stay by your side no matter what!"
"Then why'd you leave?" I ask quietly. He comes closer to me and wraps his arms around me tightly. I don't try to get out of his arms I just stay put.
"I'm not supposed to say," he whispers in my ear as he runs his hand through me hair, knowing it calms me down. I look up at him with pleading eyes and he lets out a defeated sigh. "You're dad came up to me that morning, like
One month later It's February twenty sixth. The day before my twenty fifth birthday. My parents wanted to have a dinner tonight, celebrating, so that I could hang out with my friends tomorrow. We are going to their house, Leon and his family are coming as well. I'm not terribly excited for this family dinner because last time we had one Blake came out as gay. Not that it's a bad thing, it's just I would've of rather had him say it when he was ready, not pressured. Leon has apparently been working more and staying at the office some night. I personally think he's crashing at his friend's place or a random chick's house. The other option is he comes home later because he's screwing his secretary that he hired a couple weeks ago. His old one was his father's, who decided to retire. Peggy was the sweetest lady I had ever met before. I'd have to go to his office some times because he'd ask Grayson to pick up something he left at home. Grayson would call m
Kay is picking me up in twenty minutes to go out tonight and my hair is almost done but my makeup I haven't even started. Leon is in the living room with his puppy Max. Max was at his parents house and we just got him today. Mrs. Bailey wanted to make sure that everything was done in the house before Max got here. It's been done for a while now, Mrs. Bailey just didn't want to give him back. Anyway Leon has been spending his whole day with his dog, not that I'm surprised by this. "Seriously Max!" I yell in frustration. He just ran into my bathroom and managed to knock off my dress and a few of my makeup things. Now I have my hair done and just have to put my lipstick on. Kay should be here an minute but I'm not rushing myself, it's my birthday after all. "Max go see Leon." Max barks at me then sits down facing me. I look at him with the tube of lipstick in my hand and he tilts his head to the side a little. "Max this isn't a treat buddy," I smile and scratch behind his ear,
"Jesus Christ," I mumble as I wake up. The sun is shining directly on me through the crack of the black curtains. Wait a second, my curtains are white, not black. I give my eyes a little bit more time to adjust before I look at my surroundings. Right by the bed is a small black nightstand with a lamp, next to the window is a small desk with stacks of paper on it, not to far away is a large dresser, then a closet door, straight in front of the bed there is a large TV mounted on the wall, at the foot of the bed there is a large brown box. Once I look past the TV I stop my breathing for a second. This is Leon's room. I may hardly come in here but most of the time I have to put Leon's laundry away otherwise it'll sit on the dryer for weeks. Then it occurs to me that I should probably look to see if Leon is next to me. I probably still have a little bit of alcohol in my system or my headache isn't letting me think straight. With one quick glance I realize that Leon is definitely
Let's just start off with saying, yesterday wasn't my proudest days. After our...fun...morning yesterday, I decided to take a shower. After, maybe five minutes, Leon comes in and there it happened again. After our shower I went to cook lunch, seeing as it was already 11:30, Leon decided that we didn't need to eat food right then. He placed me on the counter, I was in one of his black t-shirts, which was like a dress. He was only wearing grey joggers lowly around his waist and the waistband of his plaid boxers were showing. Anyway we decided to have a make out session on the counter after we each drank a cup of coffee. Then after lunch we both went to the theater room to watch a movie, he chose Ace Ventura, but after fifteen minutes of watching we ended up all over each other. After that we took a little nap and when we woke up I made dinner. After I cleaned up everything in the kitchen, Leon cleaned the dining room, he laid me on the island in the middle of the room and it escalated
"Hurry the hell up Bianca!" Grayson yells, banging his fist against my bedroom door, "we are going to be late and Lee will kill you for it." "I really don't care!" I call back and take the curling wand out of my hair. I only had a few more strands left to curl, then my makeup. Grayson is just over reacting because we aren't leaving for another twenty minutes. "I fucking do!" I hear a slightly deeper voice at my door, Leon. "Now I'm going to take my sweet ass time!" I yell back at him, hearing a grunt and stomps. "Now you've pissed him off," Grayson shakes his head as he enters the room. "When I first got here all he did was glare and complain about you," in my head I'm thinking that is the usual, "what the hell happened between you two? Lee isn't talking about it with me." "We both got wasted my birthday night," I tell him as I curl a strand of my hair, "we danced and got a little bit more friendly with each other. Before I knew it I woke up n
"How about these bouquets?" Kay asks showing me a photo of a different flower arrangement. I groan and lean back against the couch. "I thought we already made these decisions a month ago?" I complain as Leon walks in the room. "My mom said we did." "The big things that needed to be done," Kay replies, "Now we are doing the final details." "Leo, you choose," I show him the final two pictures, "I'm tired of choosing. This is your wedding too." "That one for bridemaids," Leon points to the flowers with the gold wrapped handle, then to the bouquet of white and purple flowers, "that one is yours." "Look that's all for today!" Kay smiles and puts all the photos back into a folder, "how hard was that?" "Not hard at all," Leon shrugs before he continues to the kitchen. "Fuck you!" I call after him, hearing his chuckle faintly. "He's annoying." "How have you been?" Kay smirks and nudges my shoulder with hers. "I'm fine," I reply
"I'm guessing this was a one time thing?" Isaac asks as I slip on my spandex. "I'm sorry," I tell him while I grab my phone, "friends?" "I get it, no need to be sorry," he replies, folding his arms behind his head, "of course we can be friends." "Thanks Isaac," I smile and go to open his bedroom door, "if Leon does anything, just call me up. I'll beat his ass." "How sweet of you," Isaac chuckles as I wave goodbye. Once I shut his door behind me I head out to my car. I feel kind of bad for using Isaac but he is a known play boy .--> At her house I'm surprised that Leon didn't lock the doors after I left, I know I would've. The door shuts quietly behind me and I head to the kitchen. My breakfast consists of a granola bar right now, I'm to lazy to make anything, plus I'm super tired. Climbing up the stairs felt like a workout that took a hundred years. It also felt like it was one hundred feet to my door, in reality it
"I can't believe he could do that!" Tessa exclaims while she paces back and forth in front of my bed. "He totally played you, just wait until I tell Charlie. We'll both take turns beating the shit out of him!" "Don't tell Charlie," I tell her, "anybody for that matter. This is just going to be between Leon and I, you and Kay will both know though." "Come on Bi!" Tessa exclaims and stops pacing, "Sometimes you just need your friends help." "I know that, believe me," I tell her and set my pillow to the side, "this is just one of those things that is never going to really change. I just need to get over it and move on." "What he did was so not cool!" Tessa argues, emphasizes he, "I could so beat his il coglione!" "You just yelled in Italian Tess," I tell her and she takes a deep breath. "Sorry I just need to get the frustration out," she replies, "you should too. More than me. I'm going to punch hi
"Hey Nara," he mumbles with a boyish grin, one hand on the nape of his neck and the other in his leather jacket pocket. He was always up for riding his motorcycle, said the leather jackets were just a plus. "Will," I practically growl, "Why the hell are you here?" "I need to talk to you," he says and I go to shut the door. He stops it with his hand that was previously on his neck, "Please Nara. Just hear what I have to say." "Why should I do that?" I snap, "you never did for me." "I am going to apologize for everything Nara," he replies, "please just give me a chance." "You know I don't believe in second chances," I mutter, "it leads to nothing but trouble." "Believe me, I know," he says, "but I'm not asking you to take me back. Just to hear me out." "I have a party to get ready for," I mumble and walk away, starting my way to my room. I hear the door shut, hoping he left but my
"Nara I need help in the kitchen!" Mom exclaims and I get off of the couch. Mom and Dad decided they wanted to have a graduation party for me, saying they love how I got my business degree, I want to be an interior designer. Uncle Blake said that I can partner with his company once I get a solid start. I'm excited, Georgie is going to be working with me. She said she doesn't think she could handle the responsibility of owning a whole business but it willing to be a worker. I of course agreed, who wouldn't want their best friend working with them? "I thought I told you I didn't want a cake," I say as I walk into the kitchen. My mom has her hair tied back into a short ponytail and a black apron over her clothes. She has flour handprints all over it from patting her hands clean, "you do realize the party is in an hour right? You still need to get ready." "It's almost one already?" Mom asks shocked as she sets the spoon in the bowl, "shoot! Can you please fin
"I now introduce you all to the newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs. Ryan Patten!" The priest announces and everyone cheers. I give Selena back her bouquet and she happily walks down the aisle with her husband. I follow behind her with Zeke, his best man. "I feel bad for you Nara," Zeke jokes as we continue to walk, "Ryan is officially your brother now." "I know," I fake groan, "my life get worse by the day." "Aunt Nara! Aunt Nara!" A squeal comes from behind us. I glance back to see my nephew, Drake. He's two and is the cutest little boy ever. He has his mom's fiery red hair and his dad's brown eyes. "Where's your Dad Drake?" I ask as he walks with us down the aisle. "Back der," he says and points behind us, "he is loud." "Believe me I know," I chuckle and we are at the end of the aisle. "I'm sorry Nara," Cara apologizes as she picks up her son, "he's been very energetic today." "It's
Three weeks later "Calm her curls Mom," I say as Ellie sits in front of my vanity. Mom grabs a bottle and starts to work on Ellie's hair. I go to my bathroom and start on my makeup. I already did my hair while Mom did Ellie's makeup. Ellie's Mom died when she was eight so she never really had a mother figure in her house, but whenever she came here my mom would treat Ellie as one of her own. "Your dresses are laid out in the guest room," Mom tells us as she leaves my room. I grab my phone and realize that we have to leave in ten minutes. I drag Ellie to the guest room and throw her dress at her. I slip on my dress and Ellie does as well. I slip on a pair of white platform heels and Ellie puts on a pair of silver pumps. Mom got each of us a new clutch, mine a dull red and Ellie's is silver with navy accents. "They are here to pick you up!" Mom calls and that's our cue to go downstairs. At the door my dad is talking wit
"Hows this dress?" Ellie asks as she twirls out of the changing room. I roll my eyes and and she raises her eyebrows waiting for a response. "I told you," I sigh, "you are trying way to hard, just find something you like. Or you can have my mom make you one." "I said I'm not having her make me one if I can't pay for it," she replies and pulls the end of the dress down, "I guess this dress is a little short." "You guess right," I reply, "now change back. We are going somewhere else." She knows not to question me because o won't give it. She heads back in and changes into her clothes, leaving the dress in the changing room. We go out to my car and I drive off. Ellie switches the radio station and Halo by Beyoncé comes on. We both smile before we start to scream the lyrics. I turn down the busy city street and wait through traffic, which sucks. "Selena I said no," Ellie groans as I pull in front of my mom's bu
"She was just gone?" Austin says and I nod, "ooh man. That sucks hard." A quick image flashes through my mind causing my to smirk but it quickly falls. "Believe me it does," I groan and lean back in my chair. "Mr. Bailey, I expect you to be quiet while I'm teaching," Professor Ulrik says. "Sorry Professor," I say and continue to draw circles on my notebook. I turn back to Austin and whisper, "girls are being annoying as fuck to me lately." "I know, first Jenna now Cara," he replies and glare at him, "sorry bro but she was like your first serious girlfriend." "Cause I thought she wasn't a hoe," I scoff, "looks can be deceiving, so can words." "That's why I'm not settling down yet," he smirks, "I'm finding out which girls are hoes are not. Perfect plan." "All while you are being a hoe," I chuckle but cover it with a cough as our Professor looks up. "That's it for class
This chapter gets very mature~~~ "Slow the fuck down," Austin says as he hits my head. "Shut the fuck up Austin," I groan and down another shot, tequila just like my mom. "Miles, man the fuck up," Austin practically demands as he forces me to stand. "You two," Fiona says sternly, "stop saying 'fuck' and come dance with me." Austin and Fiona are my two closest friends. I've known Austin since third grade and we met Fiona in high school. We've been pretty close since, we are even at the same college, NYU. I thought senior year was going to be pretty laid back but no, it's fucking April and I'm so fucked up in my head. I can't believe I'm letting this get to me. "Forget about her tonight Miles," Fiona smiles as she wraps her arm around mine, "there is a pretty red head over there." "Can't argue with that," I mutter as I glance at the red head who is swinging her hips to th
"Xavier! Stop running!" I yell as I chase after my son. He turned two last week and thinks he's in charge of everything now. He gets to tell Jaden and I when his bedtime is and when he thinks he should take a bath. He's also starting to say no to the clothes we try to change him into to. "Not hungry Daddy!" He squeals as he runs around the couch. "It's dinnertime bud," I tell him, "you don't want mommy upset because you won't eat her food." He stops running and looks at the doorway to the dining room. He glances at me before he sprints to the table and climbs up on to his booster seat. I roll my eyes as he smiles at his mom, who walks in with a bowl of spaghetti. "Alec, can you get the parmesan?" She asks as she sets the bowl on the table. I walk past her, kissing her cheek, before I get into the kitchen. I bring it back out and she smiles. "Thank you. Now sit so we can eat." I sit in my seat and take a plate for myself. After
Alec's POV: The last time I went to a club was six months ago. My friends try to drag me to every party they hear about but I stay at my place. Six months ago I met a girl at this club. Jaden Driggs. She was the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. Long wavy light brown hair, bright green eyes, the greatest smile I've ever seen. I can't believe that I met her at a club. She looks like a girl who would never go out. Anyway, I can't stop thinking about her and it's fucking up my head. It isn't helping because finals are soon then I'm graduating college, then I'm getting ready to take over dad's business. Octavian is back, which helps. He's back for a whole year now, and it can be extended to two. Aly and him are getting married in a few weeks, June second. I know Octavian is ecstatic, especially since Aly made this choice. He figured they wouldn't get married until we were almost thirty, but here he is at twenty-two getting married.