How could you? (Third book in Life series)

Tell Me You Don't!

Chris Ricky and Balz had just left my place since they got the invites in the mail and they weren't partially happy about it. Especially Chris. We ended up arguing about it and I told him to lose the invite to the wedding and dinner.

This was getting a lot messier then I had originally saw it going in my head and it was starting to tire me out already.

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"Hello?"

"Hey Balz could I talk to your women?".

He grumbled.

"I'm at Chris house and she is at home. I'll text you her number so you can get ahold of her. What do you need her for?".

I bit my tongue.

"I need someone to help me with dress fitting and picking out a dress. I figured Ash might or Kylie would".

"Just let me text you"

He hung up on up on me before I could get any words out. I'd never had Balz mad at me too.

****

I decided against calling Ashley and just called Amber instead. I didn't want her telling Balz anything that I say.

"Shel! That one is beautiful! Get it". I smiled at her. "Amber you've said that you love each one of them". She shrugged her shoulders. I stared at myself in the mirror. I'm standing here in a beautiful gown, why am I not overly excited? Cold feet? I had no idea.

I sat down on floor looking in the mirror. I started to fight my tears back. Amber got up and came by my side. "Hun what's wrong?". "I don't know. I feel like I should talk to Chris or Ricky. But I don't want to see Chris".

She stepped out for awhile I cried and one of the employees came out. "Oh dear, are you ok?". "Yes, thank you, I just need a minute to clear my head. I'm sorry". She smiled. "It's okay, I'll come back".

I tried not getting my tears on to the dress when someone sat down next to me. "You really shouldn't cry Shel, you're far too beautiful". I looked to see Ricky. I threw my arms around him and just cried. "Please don't tell them. They will think I've changed my mind when I haven't, it's just- just that I'm STILL missing something". He brushed my hair in his hands. "I think you and Chris need to talk and make up. Things will be better after. If getting married to Spencer makes you happy then do it". I smiled as he wiped my tears. "Thanks Ricky". I kissed his cheek. "And I do love this dress". I looked down at it. "I do love ball gowns. Rick do you think I should go talk to him?". He nodded.

Well shit. I knew he was right I just wished he wasn't.

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I had lunch with Amber and Ricky in order to get my mind off of this but I knew it wouldn't long because I knew I had to call Chris and talk to him.

If he even picked up. He seemed to let it ring forever.

"Hello?"

"Hey- it's me. Do you think I could come over and we could talk?".

"Do we have to?".

"No we don't have to but I thought maybe we could work it out... For friendship sake".

He was silent for a moment. I could almost picture him thinking and shutting his eyes hard while he answered.

"Fine. I'll be here"

"Ok I'll-"

He hung up. Awesome.

****

I pulled up to his house and adjusted my hair and took a deep breath. I knocked on the door and he answered, just opening the door. I walked in and wasn't sure what to say. "Chris can we talk? Please". "Ya, I'll make you some tea". "Thank you".

I walked into the kitchen with him and sat down at the table as I watched him heat up water for my tea. "Chris I'm sorry. You can come to the wedding, I just-". "Why are you even getting married? Not trying to be an asshole but you've had one boyfriend, Emmett and then me. Although I didn't call you mine, you were. It's like your using him to escape how you feel". He set the tea down in front of me. He always knew how to cut it deep.

I couldn't say anything but I drank the tea so I could collect my thoughts. "Chris shouldn't you just be happy for me?". "I would be if I knew you were making a decision that was worth it". I finished my tea and got up to set the cup in the sink. "I should go, when you understand my point, please get ahold of me".

I sighed as I started to head to the door to open it. He stormed out behind me almost like he was angry. "Just tell, look me right in the fucking eye and tell me i'm not on your mind as much as your on mind. Go on, tell me honestly that you love him", I started to open the door when he pushed it closed and pushed me against the door. He quickly lifted me up, my legs wrapping around him without thought as he pushed his lips forcefully on mine. A small gasp escaped my lips as I pushed him away from me. "Go on tell me". "Stop it". I reached for the handle and opened the door

Looking at him before leaving.

"I can't Chris but I'm engaged and I respect my fiancé, just like you should respect me".

I slammed the door behind me, leaving him there with nothing.