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Chapter 30: Bachelorette Party

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Chapter 30:

Bachelorette Party:

Song of Chapter: 1901-Phoenix

3 WEEKS LATER

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"You could have told me that you liked going to the spa," Ariana complains as she sits in the massage chair next to me.

"I thought it was implied," I state, pulling my eyebrows together in an attempt to create a confused look. "After all, I am a girl."

"So you're a feminist now?" Abby chuckles from beside us, looking over at us.

She pulls the cucumbers off of her eyes and gapes at me. Her face mask moves with her skin.

It was just applied.

I shake my head. "Oh well, it was worth a shot," she sighs. "I guess you really can't change some things."

>>

I exhale a large breath as I smell the scent of roses.

I'm sitting in a bath tub of warm water, bubbles, and rose petals. Cucumbers sit on my eyelids, moving when I 'blink'.

It's cliché, but it's relaxing.

I can't stop thinking about some things. I specifically keep thinking about when Ty and I had sex. I didn't feel well afterwards. In the middle of the night, I was sick. I was only sick that one time though, so it was probably just a combination of everything mixed together that caused it.

All I know is that it was horrible. I just hope that I'm not pregnant. I can't even get my own life together. There's no way I'm ready for a child. But then again, it was my first time. He was my first time; Ty was my first time, and I was his.

I smile the smallest bit. Since it was my first time, it was probably just that I wasn't used to it, I didn't know what was happening.

I sigh, dismissing the news from my mind and train of thought. In this period of time when these thoughts crossed my mind, I somehow managed to get out of the bathtub, and pull a robe on. I turn and pull the cucumbers off of my eyes when I hear the squeal of a door. "Hey girl." Abby whispers, "You about ready to go?" She asks, her head stuck into the door.

I nod. "Well, you get dressed and we'll go ahead and head back to my place." She smiles before closing the door. I turn and untie the robe, allowing it to fall to the floor. I pull my clothes on piece by piece and then look in the mirror at my messy bun, pulling a few strands out of the mass of hair and then walking out to the main part of the spa where Abby and the other girls are.

Soon, we're back at Abby's apartment. The guys were going to have a bachelor party at our house, so we're at Abby's.

"Drinks?" She says, pulling out water bottles. I had told her that I didn't want to drink any alcohol the night before my wedding, simply because I didn't want a hangover.

Ty has told me that I sound pretty mad and look depressing when I'm hungover.

"Sure," I reply. She swiftly tosses one to me, her red hair bouncing behind her. She brings a few other so the living room, setting them on the table.

"Wings okay?" Ariana asks, picking up the phone. "I have a craving for those." She dials the number for Dauntless Wing Company, a popular eatery in the faction.

Ariana steps out of the room to place the not-so-small order and then comes back in, her hands in her hoodie pockets, a grin on her face.