The Wrong Bride-to-Be

Chapter 2

She looked at him, still frozen in place. Until she looked around and saw that everyone was looking at them, her father giving a stern look to her. She looked down and noticed that the glass shards and wine where all over the place. Mainly on her shoes.

"I'm sorry," she said. She raced out of there, she had too. The embarrassment, the humiliation.

'What was he doing here?' She thought as she made her way outside, she needed air, badly.

Placing her hand on her forehead, she rubbed it. She didn't understand whatsoever why he was even there.

"Charlotte?" Her father question. he walked out sternly.

"I'm sorry, father. It was just a shock to see him again and the wine glass slipped," she said trying to cover. he nodded his head.

"Very well. You will be seeing more of him anyway, I suppose something like this wuld have happened soon," He said.

"Hows that?" She questioned, looking up at his eyes.

"He is marrying your sister of course. I assumed you wanted to be part of the family again" He said walking back to the living room.

'Married? Them?' she thought. She didn't get it, but it was gonna happen. Composing herself, she walked back in just in time to see the toast.

Macy stood up there, all perfect and pristine, her hair and breasts bouncing about as she practically cheered. Jason looked like a trophy husband. Like he was just there to be there. He looked happy.

His hair was about the same, maybe a bit longer, his body, more toned and muscular, he looked a bit taller, but his hazel eyes still looked the same.

She hadn't seen him since high school. she didn't even know that they where dating. Then again, after what happened, she wasn't surprised that she didn't know. Dinner was served, it was just fingerfoods. Mainly so people talking and mingling still.

With her back turned, she grabbed a bit of avocado toast, definatly not cocktail friendly, but she knew it was one of Macy's favorite. What Macy wants, Macy gets.

The taste was fantastic, but before she had finished up, a black jacket arm caught her attention. She turned to find the same hazel eyes as before. He looked uncomfortable.

"So how have ya been?" He asked.

'5 years, 1 mega huge fight, several horrible words and names dirrected at each other.....and he asks how I have been!!??' Her anger started. She dug her nails into the bread, pretending that it didnt phase her.

"Fine I suppose," She said.

"Looks like you are doing well," she said, motioning her hands to everything. she knew it was her fathers place, but that didn't mean that it wasn't for him and that he didn't have something.

"I guess. Made it to the Olympics last time, run a swimming club that has me traveling throughout," He said. She nodded. She knew he made it to the Olympics.

Jason Hollow, one of the fastest swimmers around. It was always his dream to go to the games and compete. She watched him and cheered him on, even if it did hurt her heart seeing him hug Macy after the fact.

"And now Macy?" Charlotte said with a bit of a cheering glee. He nodded. But before they could continue, Macy came swooping in.

"Hey honey," She said. He smiled down at her, Charlotte wolfed the rest of the toast in her mouth and walked off. Thankful that her stepsister came in.