Choices We Cant Make

35: new years

Blue POV

It has been a month since I proposed and so far everything has been text book perfect.

We emailed the news of our marriage to everyone, it even came on the local newspaper which is something.

Marriage. Ah. I always knew that someday I would get married, have kids and probably a dog. But, I...I never thought it would be so soon with so much willingness. Its like how you can always anticipate something but the feeling of it actually happening is - fucking mind blowing.

We even got wedding planner who is a pain in the ass really. Emma thinks that throwing money on little things will get them done sooner. Like, she threw a grand on the band members just to shut up them up about speaker qualities or some shit. My dad, Aunt Arma, Rebecca and Suzy are all involved in this magnificent marriage. We are set to get married on the 7th of January. Today is the 1st.

We had an amazing Christmas and thanksgiving with everyone at our apartment, Violet gifted me a guitar. Um- now I have 4.

We spent everyday planning- colors, gifts, invites, flowers ah. For some fucking reason Violet does not want Violet flowers in her own wedding.

We have a week to our marriage and I cant wait.

Today? Today is the 1st of January- a new year. We spent the eve at home ,cuddling under the new york city lights but tonight we have plans.

Drew and David are hosting a party at Benno's and we both, as said by Drew, have to be present. Violet is getting dressed for the event right now, I am already dressed.

I dont know what takes women so long to put on a dress and some make up. Ah.

"How much fucking longer I am hungry" I call out for Violet.

"Shut up and go eat a fruit or something I will take some time"

After 40 minutes madam Violet struts out of our bedroom wearing a midi-red dress with silver earrings and matching shoes. She looks perfect. I almost ignore the fact that I had to watch fucking youtube shorts for 40 minutes while she was getting dressed- but hell am I pissed.

I am the CEO of fucking Darthmont publishing - ergo I am a busy man I cant waste 40 minutes for my chic to get dressed.

"Okay dont compliment me but at least stop staring at me like you want to beat me." I roll my eyes at her and brush off my feelings.

I want to tell her that she looks pretty and gorgeous but no. She does not deserve my affection any more for tonight.

"60 minutes and this is the best you could do?" I taunt.

Violet bites on her lips and stares into my eyes with annoyance.

"YOU ARE JUST JEALOUS I LOOK BETTER THAN YOU" she yells at me and storms out to the hallway.

-.-

We both make it to Benno's without conversing single line. Violet is pissed at me and I am fucking raged at her- but somehow we both love how cute this is.

We enter the familiar bar where David greets us with a big wide hug.

"You look hot" he compliments Violet.

"Well someone doesn't think so" she says and looks at me with raised eyebrows. I punch her shoulder lightly and walk past her to Drew who is drinking Tequila shots like no tomorrow.

"Blue!" Drew exclaims. He walks up to me and hugs me. The strong scent of alcohol makes me almost gag.

"Happy new year!" he exclaims