The Man Of Her Dreams

Chapter 2

The next morning she woke up with a headache. The smell of pancakes penetrated her nostrils. There goes her intention to wake up earlier than her mother. She sighed and got out of bed. Her head was killing her. Dragging her feet she went to the bathroom. She almost had a heart attack when she looked in the mirror. Her eyes red with black circles underneath them, her hair like a nest made of crazy birds, tangled and unruly on the top of her head. Exasperated she took two paracetamols and tried to brush her mane. The pain was too much and she decided a shower was in order. She used a lot of conditioner and after an hour she was presentable again. She heard noises coming from downstairs. Taking her purse she descended the stairs real slow hoping that they wouldn't hear her. Like there was a chance to escape her mother the hawk!

"You are ready at last! I know you've been awake over an hour now! Your pancakes are cold." Her mother spoke to her with her back turned washing the dishes in the sink.

"Oh mom, it's Saturday! Let her relax a little!" her little sister came to her rescue. " Look at these invitations. What do you think suits a modern yet sophisticated wedding that's showing that the bride has great taste?" Jessica asked smiling sweetly at her sister.

Eliza looked at the mound in the table. Her head still hurt too much for these kind of things. To humor her sister she chose a beige invitation with gold lettering and tacky purple and fuchsia roses. She knew she would hate it but she could not just not tease her a little.

"That we'll definitely show your great taste..." keeping her face straight she handed the invitation to her sister. Jessica took it and started laughing hysterically. She was relieved that her sister was feeling good enough to tease her. Her eyes were red and swollen and the make-up could not conceal the black circles. She wished she knew a way to make her feel better faster. Eliza was still looking at the invitations. Jessica saw her picking up a black invitation with silver curly lettering. It was too extreme for her taste. She wanted a romantic wedding with modern touches. She had already chosen the invitation she wanted. A silver one, thick papered, embossed with pebbles and a violet ribbon. It was romantic and modern at the same time.

The invitations matched her wedding dress perfectly. She was really excited about her wedding. The big day was approaching fast. She wanted a Christmas wedding and her fiancée agreed delightedly. He was free at Christmas as the movie he was directing was already in the production stage. His next movie was due to start shooting in seven months. Plenty of time for an extended honeymoon.

Eliza dropped the invitation on the table.
"Ok, I have to leave. I have to go to my apartment to gather my stuff."

"Before you go we need to talk. And you have to eat something. Last night you went to bed without eating anything!" Her mother chastised her while wiping her hands in a towel.

"Not now mom, when I'm back we'll talk. And I'll eat then, I promise. Can I borrow dad's car? Where is he by the way?"

Her mother taking her cup of coffee sat in the table and after having a sip she answered.
"He is in the shed searching for his rod. He's going fishing tomorrow with his friends. He didn't want to after what happened" she said looking at her meaningfully, "but I convinced him that it would help him relax a little."

"That's true, he's going to have so much fun. I will go to the shed and ask him if I can borrow the car for a few hours then." Eliza said fidgeting with the strap of her bag. She was feeling bad for having brought to her father vexation.
She gathered her bag from the back of her sister's chair and was ready to leave, relieved to have escaped her mother's interrogation, when her mother called her again.

"Your sister is going to Simon's place to stay for the weekend and your father is leaving early tomorrow morning. We're going to have the whole day to ourselves tomorrow." Her mother said with a big smile on her face.