Some Thorns, Some Roses

XXXVIII | Kansas

I cannot stand the act of waiting. Seemingly, my life has been made up of waiting and "holding on" and being incredibly patient. I have been patient long enough. 

After Perris called me with a plan to get me out of marriage, I haven't heard anything from him. It has been days. Days. And these days have been spent wondering what was going on. 

No one seemed to know what was going on other than Me, Perris and KJ. Whenever, I walk up to KJ demanding answers about this specific topic, he just completely ignores me like I'm not even there. 

I wasn't let in on the details of this plan so at the end of the day I could be faking my death and wouldn't even know it. 

I was being extremely patient when he first called. I was waiting and waiting, not asking any questions or being an annoyance to anyone. But for fuck's sake, it's a day before my wedding and I'm kinda freaking out. 

I finished my paper and I turned it. I knew where I wanted to go to college and what I wanted to do. I was finally settling within my life and like usual, like clockwork, right on time, something has to derail that. 

Part of me could choke Perris to death for putting me in yet another position like this. I didn't blame what happened between us solely on him and as time went on, I learned to not regret making love with him. But now as I stare down at my phone with an expectant impression, I blame everything on him. 

My knee bounced while I sat on my living room couch, sulking in silence. Auggie's presence completely snapped out of the worry trance that I was in. "Hey Little One." he smiled at me and sat down directly beside me. 

Out of instinct, I snatched my phone off the coffee table and pressed it to my chest. I tried to give a nonchalant smile, but my actions didn't align with my next words. "Oh nothing really. Just hanging out." 

He stared at me and then blinked. 

"Am I supposed to pretend like that wasn't suspicious?" he asked, raising a brow at me. 

I nodded my head and swallowed. 

"Are you in any danger?" he asked. 

I nodded my head again, telling him no this time. 

"Well then okay... What are you doing for a bachelorette party?" he questioned, nudging me a little. 

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't really give it much thought. "Angel is spending the night and we are watching a movie." I answered and he looked at me like I was insane. 

"That's it?" 

This time I rolled my eyes and looked to the side. "It's not like this is a real real wedding. It's fine, a movie sounds refreshing." 

He looked at me again, blinking slowly. "Just because this wedding isn't-" he repeated my words, using air-quotes with them, "-real real, doesn't mean that you shouldn't at least enjoy it. After all you are only getting married once." 

I rolled my eyes again and sighed, "Don't remind me." 

"I'm being serious." he nudged me again, this time it was accompanied with a slight smile. "We can go out and I won't even murder any guy who looks at you wrong." 

That caused a genuine chuckle to exit my lips. "Yeah but you can't get the guys to promise that." I made valid point.

"Fine, fine." he stood up and stared down at me. "If I can get the guys to promise to relax and not be so protective-" 

I cut him off and kept it going, "Overprotective, and possessive, and controlling, and bossy, and annoying?" 

"Can't make any promises on the annoying part, but I can fix the rest." he shrugged his shoulders. "Will you go then?"