The Love Assignment

Chapter 23

Vallerie Pov

Explaining mom the whole thing was like swimming against the waves. You never know when you'll drown but you go on swimming as hard as you can to survive. That's exactly what I did. Mom listened to the complete story never stopping me even once and that scared me.

"Vanessa, its not all her fault. I should have asked her to be my girlfriend and I assumed we were exlusive. That's the reason all this confusion happened." Daniel added.

"Mom, please forgive me." I spoke very softly looking her in the eye.

My mom closed her eyes and breathed out slowly. The restaurant was empty now except for mom, Daniel, Alex, Daniel's dad Peter who held my mom's hand comforting her all through out explanation.

"Mom"

"Yes Vall"

"I am sorry, I really am. I shouldn't have done what I did. I should have just let you know about Daniel." I said reaching for her hand.

My mom pulled me into a hug and whispered, "I am sorry Vallerie. I forced you into this"

I pulled back staring at her dumbly."See Vall, the reason you did all this is because I scared you into setting up with someone. If only I had given you time, you would have introduced Daniel yourself rather than all this drama. He's good for you kiddo. And Daniel, don't let my daughter make haste decisions next time. I would love to see a ring soon."

At that I yelled "Mom" while Daniel smiled.

"So well, then this calls for a celebration", Alex clapped loudly smilingly sheepishly.

"Ah, you young man. Your not by any chance single? Are you?." My mom asked going towards Alex who gulped down and stared at her in shock. All of us laughed at his expression. What followed next was everyone congratulating us over our new definition of relationship.

Daniel Wellington: Officially my boyfriend.

Two Month's Later:

"Miss Walter's"

"Yes", I squeeked softly.

My jaw was being held tightly by a huge hand, giving my muscle's very less space for movement while Pamela worked her magic around my face.

"Pamela, if you please." I half squeeked through her hand.

She gave me a disturbed look and nodded to let go of my face. I tried to smile but my jaws restricted the curving of my lips while I turned towards Gloria. Gloria stood at the entrace holding a big board in one hand and a pencil in another. She was wired with a microphone almost touching her lips. She smiled in understanding at my tortured face and said, "It starts in 5 minutes." I nodded at her and she walked away talking into her microphone.

"Oh my god, I have loads to do and only 5 minutes left." Pamela screamed as she pulled my face towards her not leaving me enough time to say 'thanks' to Gloria. I rolled my eyes, controlling my laugh that was threatening to escape while Pamela went about doing the last minute touches to my face.

 Once she was done, she walked back admiring her creation. I got down from the cushioned chair I was sitting in, missing its comfort instantly.

"You look very pretty my darling. You make a pretty bride", she said and I simply stared at the reflection in front of me. I did look beautiful, my eye lashes were curled beautifully, red adorned my lips, hair layered neatly on my shoulder, the dark marks that were once visible on close observation now completely vanished. My cheeks seemed to have more blood flowing in today than any other day. The white colored knee length knitted dress that I wore,complimented my skin. I did look beautiful on the outside.