Things I Shouldn't Have Done

twenty six.

Ryker Blaze

The tuxedo fits me well - I think to myself when I put it on before packing it in my suitcase. Today is the day before the wedding and the plan is quite confusing.

So, today at noon all the wedding guests are traveling to Las Vegas. And they will spend the night in a hotel (the worst part because I share a room with Madison.) And the next day is the wedding. If I understood correctly.

After I pack I have to go to Madison's since I'm her chaperone.

This irritates me more and more because she is not the one I want to spend time with in Las Vegas. Kyla is the one but she will be with her parents the whole time.

I hope we will have at least two hours alone in the hotel room. Because we both plan to have sex there. There is nothing better than a hotel room. And still in Las Vegas.

It's morning now and I have to go to the Steeles' house. I put the tuxedo in the suitcase and close it. Then I study what I'm currently wearing. Wide black t-shirt with a picture of The Weeknd and a gray tracksuit.

If we were still together, Madison would object to me because I go out in public in tracksuits. Now my dick really hurts for that.

I take my suitcase and leave the room. I drag him through the hall as I walk towards the stairs. I stop by my mother's room. I have to say goodbye to her before I go. I see that he is sleeping, so I quietly enter the room.

I kiss her forehead. I stare at her for a while, but when tears gather in my throat, I leave the house and get into the car. I pull up next to Madison's house.

I deliberately park my car in front, not in the garage as I usually did when I came to her place. Then I ring the doorbell. At the same second, she opens the door for me and to a miracle, she is also wearing a tracksuit. Juicy blonde and her face is cemented with makeup. In the early morning.

He takes me to the dining room where he is having breakfast with his father and stepmother. Her father, Perry Steele is a famous tennis player and his fame has brought his family millions. I always wanted to have him as a father.

Unlike Stephen, Perry cared about his wife and daughter. He didn't turn into a different person for fame. And I know that his wife's death affected him.

If my mom died, my father would be relieved because he wouldn't have to lie about her anymore.

Jenna Gross is a twenty-eight-year-old fitness trainer whom he chose as his wife. There is still a big controversy in L.A about their marriage, but they are trying with all their might to show that what they have is right, despite the difference of sixteen years.

Some say they totally understand why he chose Jenna. Long black hair, perfectly shaped hourglass body, full lips and piercing eyes - that's her.

"Morning" I say with a smile. Perry and Jenna looked up and greeted me.

"My dear son-in-law has decided to join us," says Perry even more cheerfully, raising his glass. I'm immediately embarrassed because apparently Madison didn't say we broke up.

"Sit down, son, to have breakfast with us!" he added, to which I shook my head.

"Thank you, but I just ate at home."

It was a lie but I feel it is not right to eat with them. Madison and I broke up. I am only here as her wedding escort.

"Oh, come join us anyway. We also have a cake," says Jenna in that relaxing voice you hear while doing yoga.

Having no choice, I sit down at the table. Madison sits down next to me, but I can see that she is not even looking at me. I'm glad he's not acting as aggressive now as usual.