The Bridesmaid

Chapters Twenty-Two, Twenty-Three, and Twenty-Four

                  Hey everyone. I’m so sorry this upload has taken so long. My life has been crazy and hectic these past few weeks and it’s just starting to return to normal. Thanks for staying so loyal and sweet. Remember to vote, comment, and fan to let me know how you all feel. Keep reading! OH, AND DON’T FORGET TO CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORIES! I POSTED A NEW ONE CALLED “RESIDENTS OF THE COLD” AND I WANT TO KNOW WHAT PEOPLE THINK! J -MKate

Chapter Twenty-Two:

FINN

                  I stared at Jane’s sleeping, bare body lying peacefully in the bed. After waking from our night together, many thoughts were clouding my head. I knew that sleeping with Jane would change things, but I didn’t want them to. I was fine with who I was, and I didn’t want a girl that I had known for a week to make me second-guess the way I lived my life. But then again, why did things have to change? I wasn’t a relationship guy. There was no doubt about that. I would have to warn Jane of that. Of course, I wanted to keep things going with Jane. Last night was amazing, and by far the best sex I had ever had. I just didn’t want to date Jane. I didn’t want to date anyone.

                 

Chapter Twenty-Three:

JANE

                  I was helping Cynthia get dressed, but my mind was somewhere else. I was torn over what to do with Finn. I had told him that I wasn’t looking for a relationship, but that was a lie. I was a relationship girl. I needed to know that a guy was committed to me and to me only. This was why sleeping with Finn was so out of character for me. I wanted to keep seeing Finn casually. He excited me in a way that no one else could. I could never anticipate what he would do next, and sometimes he revealed a soft side that made me want to melt. However, Finn didn’t want to date me. And I had a strong feeling that if I kept things going with Finn, my heart would get in the way. I didn’t want to be heartbroken again. The whole situation with Josh left me broken for so long. I didn’t want to do that again. I had to stop seeing Finn. It was the only way I could leave here with my head held high and my heart intact.

                  “What do you think?” Cynthia asked me. She was twirling in front of the large mirror. She looked gorgeous. Her long white dress was simple. Just right for a wedding at the beach.

                  “You look amazing,” I said quietly. She smiled at me through the mirror.

                  “Thanks for being here with me. I know the party last night was tough for you, with Josh being here and all. But, what happened with Finn afterwards? You must have come in really late, because I didn’t even hear you, and you know I’m a light sleeper.”

                  My heart started to pound. Should I tell her? Should I keep my mouth shut? I didn’t want to lie to Cynthia. She was my best friend and best friends don’t lie about things like this. Suddenly, I found myself tearing down my invisible walls and letting Cynthia see what was really going on in my muddled mind.

                  “I slept with Finn,” I said bluntly. I figured I might as well let it all out at once.

                  Cynthia gasped audibly. “For real?!” she asked. “How was it?” I laughed at this. Of course, Cynthia’s first response would be to ask how good it was.

                  “Amazing. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.”

                  “Well, what happened next?” she asked me curiously.