Always Mine {Book 3}| Completed

Part II: Chapter Twenty Nine

C H R I S T O P H E R POV:

     I had jumped to wake up. And when I did, I remembered every event that happened last night. And somehow I felt like today shouldn't be happening now. I did something that made me feel human. Made me feel like it's what I deserved. As if it was supposed to happen. And I think just by the way I felt like the whole world had stopped last night. And for once, it was all real. And I felt very disappointed in myself for being wrong. I was wrong this whole time.

I looked over to see Emma asleep. She looked completely lifeless. But she was full of life in her sleep. She looked peaceful. And here I was looking ridiculous. I looked at the time and I noticed it was seven thirty. And Emma just looked so fine and peaceful that there was no way I could disturb her now.

   I had easily pulled the sheets back, and I had grabbed my boxer briefs from the floor and placed them on and then I remembered the rest of my clothes were outside down by the pool. I had found a pen and I took a notepad paper ripping it out and I decided to leave Emma a short note. And I placed it on the nightstand by her bed next to her, where I was sure she'd see it.

   I had then left out of her bedroom quietly. And then, I had walked down the stairs quietly. And I managed to get outside to the patio and to then grab my clothes and shoes that were out by the pool. I had directly placed my clothes back on and then my shoes. And I knew just then that I had to get out of here before someone sees me.

   I had gotten right back inside the house trying to exit through to get to the front door in order to get out. But when I got to the door, the lights clicked on and I turned quickly to see Victoria. Her blonde hair was tied back into a bun that was held back with a clipper. And she was wearing a pale blue silk robe. And she looked so pissed to see me look ready to leave. She must know that something is wrong of me and I'm sneaking out. This was not good on my part. I looked so bad to her that I might just end up becoming a hostage. And right now, Victoria looked ready to start a World War three with me.

  "So, you're leaving?" She chuckled out, seeing me feel almost relieved and as if I might do or say something dumb.

"Look, it's not that. I sort of have to be somewhere." I told her, which wasn't actually a lie.

"Yeah, to get prepared for your wedding that won't happen today." Victoria crossed her arms, and she looked at me as if I was some demon.

  "No, that's bullshit. I am getting married today." I defended myself, snapping at her so aggressively.

  "Oh really? You call this a good idea? I mean, you've gone from messing with my bestie's heart again and again and again... to mess with her once again after you slept with her and to still decide to go through with your wedding. How the fuck could you be so cold?" Victoria judged me with everything I have done and to be fair, it's not like I can't blame her. Because I actually feel bad.

  "You don't understand I'm-"

  "-no you don't understand!" She interrupted me before I could finish. "You come over here, fuck with her and then you thought you'd just sneak out like we're on an episode of Grey's Anatomy."

  I actually couldn't blame her for being so angry at me. But that was not the worst thing. Then she started to walk closer to me, and she looked right at me, terrifying me and she was now right in front of my face so close.

  "Victoria..."

  "No, you're unacceptable. You really are nothing but a fuckboy. And I hate you for everything you've done to her. When I thought I hated Noah. You know about him, right? The guy who abused her? The guy you saved her to stay away from?" She said.